DISCLAIMER: I don't own NCIS, it belongs to Don P. Belisario and CBS or other respectful owners. I wish.

Title: Measuring Worth

Fandom: NCIS

Words: Rating: MA/R/NC-17

Author Notes: Chapter 9 is a time skip o nearly a week. Ziva has been moved around and has not yet gotten a chance to see Tony. I think Ziva can explain the rest.

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Chapter 9 – Confront and Comfort

Ziva was sitting on the double bed, staring at the rain pattering on the window. It had been almost a week since the incident, and since then she had been shuffled around from safe house to safe house, only staying until one was booked for another person. She immediately wanted to confront Gibbs, but she hadn't seen him in the week of movement, nor had she seen Tony. She missed Tony so much. He probably didn't care for her anymore. She had let her body be defiled by some creep from Somalia that was now stalking her. Everyone on the team knew now.

She had gotten many visits from Ducky. She is the only psychologist in whom she confided any little bit in, Ducky also did physical examinations after the hospital. Yes, Abby had persuaded Ziva into getting a checkup. As Ziva thought, there were only a few torn ligaments and strained muscles. The medication was given to help replenish her body's blood, since she had lost so much of it. She also took some vitamins and had to reapply some bandages to her cuts and wounds that, to this point, were poorly kept safe. Ducky had been tending to her. Abby would come and cook meals for Ziva, watch movies with her and just smile. The more gruesome details of her imprisonment had been invested in the Goth forensics specialist.

Ziva closed her book and placed it on the window sill, a look of dread on her face. Ziva took her new phone out and found a message from her father.

"Dear Ziva, I am somewhat disappointed in you. You have failed in completing your mission and have rebelliously run off to that boyfriend of yours that lives in the United States. I am sorry to say it, but you are suspended from Mossad pending your complete removal from the program. I had hoped that it would not come to this, but you have left me no choice. Do not bother coming back."

Ziva's eyes welled up as she shut the phone and tossed it across the room. There was no crash or crack though. Ziva looked up to see Gibbs standing there, the caught cellular in his hand. Without either saying a word, he opened up the cell phone and read the message

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Tony reached into McGee's sports coat, careful so as not to wake him from his restful sleep upon his desk's keyboard. Tony removed McGee's ID and went to his car. Tony combed his hair over and pulled on a cap, tipping it down so as to cover his eyes and shadow his face. Tony pulled the black NCIS jacket on and started the car, turning on the road to Ziva's safe house.

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Gibbs snapped the phone shut and stared at the woman before him.

"You're angry at me, Ziver," He started, his blue eyes glinting in the moonlight, "Get it off your chest."

"You betrayed my trust, Gibbs." Ziva stated

"I put all of my trust, all of my hopes into you. You are like a father that I never had. I will now never have a father if you too desert me. I do not see why you could not have just taken my word for what it was and be done with it. There was no reason to involved Abby!" Ziva said, her voice rising.

Gibbs walked towards her. Ziva jumped up as the memories from her horrible nightmare flashed through her mind.

Gibbs grabbed her arm and pulled her down.

"Ziva. You are going to tell me what happened. I will sit here and hug you and let your cry into my shirt all you want, but nothing will ever change unless you tell me."

"I was raped, Gibbs." Ziva said, bursting into tears.

Gibbs put his arms around her and lolled her until she had cried herself to sleep. Gibbs got up afterwards and was preparing to leave when his phone rang. He picked it up and heard Abby.

"Gibbs, you might want to hurry, a guy matching Ziva's captor's description is in a high-speed car chase off the beltway, now."

"On my way." Gibbs said, rocketing down the stairs and to his car.

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