Chapter 8

Here is the next chapter guys. Sorry took longer then i said it would, and it is longer then the last one....a little. Anyway enjoy....

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Everyone froze as the gun went off, glancing at Salim who held the smoking weapon in his hand, a smile plastered across his face. "Now, now, let's have some order." he taunted. Gibbs looked down at Ziva and then back up at Salim.

"What did you do to her!" He screamed.

Salim laughed. "I guess she failed to mention that the man that attacked her at the crime scene didn't just knock her around. Look at her shoulder." Ducky pulled Ziva's top from her arm, revealing a large, oozing wound.

"Oh, my,." Ducky whispered.

The wound was red with a green tinge, dried blood caking Ziva's shoulder. The skin around it was red and inflamed, black vein- like lines crawling up her shoulder and stopping just at her neck, stretching as far as Ziva's heart and down past her left breast.

"Beautiful isn't it? …It's my own creation, so I'm not really sure about the symptoms but by the look of her…they aren't good. Salim laughed so hard that he held his sides. Ducky ignored the man, turning back to Ziva, and reaching for his medical bag. A gun pointed his way quickly made him stop.

"I need to help her.," he pleaded. "She'll die if I don't." The brute pointing the gun glanced at Salim, and the prison warden nodded.

"Leave him be, we don't want her to die…just yet."Reaching into his medical bag, ducky brought out a cloth, antiseptic, latex gloves and a small scalpel with a roll of bandage. Taking a deep breath, he slipped on the gloves and put the scalpel to the wound, cutting a clean line across it.

Ziva moaned as a clear liquid oozed from the wound, Ducky quickly wiped it away with some tissue. Then coating the bandage with antiseptic, he wrapped it tightly around her shoulder, ignoring the hiss of pain that escaped her lips.

"My, my, my doctor, I must say you do know your stuff…It won't help though…you are just prolonging the process for poor Ziva… the slow and painful process." Ducky ignored him, putting a hand to Ziva's forehead.

"The poor dear is burning up,…" he glanced around, spotting a bottle of water on the far desk. "Pass me that bottle will you, Anthony?" Getting to his feet, Tony reached for the bottle, only to have the butt of a gun slammed hard into his stomach. Tony grunted and fell to his knees as the man that hit him chuckled, and then threw the bottle of water at him. Tony tossed it to the cloth, Ducky put it to Ziva's head, pressing lightly against her skin.

"Such a waste…so pretty,." Salim said, glancing at Ziva. A wicked smile passed his features as he glanced at Gibbs. "Too bad she's a filthy Jew!"

"Well at least she doesn't blow her children up for a stupid cause!" Tony shot back, scrambling to his feet as he rushed towards Salim.

Before he could get within an inch of the man, Salim promptly brought the butt of his gun down on DiNozzo's head, knocking him from his feet. He then turned, pressing the gun against Abby's Goth whimpered, tears coming to her eyes.

"I do not think you are in any position to insult me…or your friend gets a bullet in her head…" Tony clamped his mouth shut, biting down on his lip to prevent himself from insulting the man further.

"What do you want, Salim?" Jenny asked from beside McGee, it had been the first time she had spoken since he had come in, guns blazing.

"It's simple, Director, I want to finish the job I started…Kill the American…and the Jew. I had to make an entrance." he smiled.

"It was you who attacked Ziva at the crime scene, shot at Abby, murdered that woman." Jenny said, shocked.

Salim smiled proudly. "Yes, yes it was," he stepped away from Abby. "I have come to finish the job, to kill your scientist and your Agent." Jenny glanced at Abby, and then turned her gaze to Ziva. She watched the younger woman in sympathy. the Mossad Officer's sweat drenched body and blood drained face making her shake violently.

"It's strange…" Salims voice brought Jenny's attention back to their captor. "I come all this way, and suddenly it just doesn't seem like killing you is enough," he said a shout from Ducky disrupted the silence. All heads turned towards Ziva as her back arched, her body violently convulsing. Gibbs held her down; whist Ducky searched his bag for a sedative. As the needle neared her arm, it was snatched away.

"What on earth are you doing, she needs that!" Ducky shouted trying to grab it from Salim.

Salim pulled away again, wagging his finger with a tut. "Did I say you could give her this?…" he fell silent, watching as the Israeli's body seized with a smile then looked back at Ducky, throwing the syringe to the other end of the room.

"Try it again, and I will kill her in the most horrid way I can imagine." He walked away as Ziva started to calm, her breaths coming out in raged gasps for air.

Her muscles relaxed suddenly as she went slack, her chest barely rising from breath. Ducky touched her cheek, his hands ice against her fevered skin, her body still trembling slightly against his hands.

"Now that that's over, let's play a game…" he said with a wicked smile.


I know again it is short, but i couldnt think of anything else to involve in this chapter. Please tell me what you think...ad if you can give me some ideas, i am desperatly need some help continueing this fic, i cant seem to think of any ideas. well anyway. i hope you enjoyed it. i even gave you some Tony whump....just for all you Tony lovers out there.