Chapter Nine

Ziva lay in the sand on her stomach holding a sniper rifle. The July heat was sweltering but she didn't move. She couldn't because she had to keep an eye on the target.

The sand and dust in front of her swirled up in the wind. The same wind brushed her loose hair off her sweat plastered forehead and gave her some relief from the heat. It was strange to believe she had been here four months. She missed the team a lot. They were all constantly on her mind from when she woke up to when she fell asleep. She still thought of them in her sleep to. She dreamed of them.

Oh how the thought of sleep made Ziva tired. If only she could close her eyes for just one moment…


Ziva woke up in a medical tent. The sun being blocked off by a white sheet. The heat was being fought with the best fans the marines had.

"Miss David?" Captain Frost appeared over Ziva. His face was lined with concern.

Ziva blinked a few times trying to remember what had happened. She looked around her. A few other cots held people, just two cots. The others were all empty. That was good. "Wh-Where am I?" Ziva whispered still uncertain of her surroundings.

"The medic tent. Are you okay?"

Ziva looked at him slightly confused. "Yes. I am fine."

"Miss David you passed out from the heat. You were out for three days." Captain Frost said still worried.

Ziva sat up and looked at the marine Captain. "I am fine, Captain Frost. It has happened before when I was living in Israel as a child."

"Are you sure?"

Ziva nodded. "Yes." She got up and automatically sat back down. "Ow."

"What's wrong?"

"My head hurts." Ziva said laying down slowly. "Maybe I shall just stay here and rest."

Captain Frost nodded. "Good idea. Oh and Miss David."

"Yes?" Ziva looked at him.

"Do you know you're pregnant?" Captain Frost asked obviously concerned.

Ziva tried to hide her surprise. "Yes. I do know." She closed her eyes hoping he would leave. Thankfully he did.

Ziva opened her eyes again and looked at her stomach. The person who had raped her three months ago had gotten her pregnant. Once again Ziva felt violated. She covered herself with one of the blankets that sat nearby, suddenly cold. She wanted to go home. She wanted to feel safe. But most of all, Ziva wanted Tony.


Tony sat at his desk doing paper work to make up for the weeks he'd miss from not being able to handle it at work. It was silent in the bull pen for he was the only one there. Gibbs and McGee left on a case leaving him on his own. The only noise was the tap, tap, tap of Tony's keyboard.

Tony stopped to look at Ziva's desk. It was empty once again. No surprise. Slowly Tony got up and walked over to Ziva's desk. He ran a finger over the top of it and sighed. "I miss you my ninja." He whispered looking at the chair. "Come home soon and safe please." His words echoed softly in his ears. Tony walked around the desk and sat in the chair and leaned back hoping to find some comforting in sitting where Ziva sat so much when she was there. A small amount of comfort came. He could smell the sweet smell he learned to know as Ziva's smell. The smell he loved. He closed his eyes trying to imagine what Ziva would be doing right now. Maybe shoving him out of his chair threatening him with the beautiful sound of her voice. He couldn't help but smile as he tried to conjure up the beautiful sound in his head. It worked to.


A few months later Ziva was going into the old warehouse where she was supposed to be finally. They had taken the time to asses what was going on exactly and now they had. Captain Frost was weary about letting her still do the mission eight months pregnant, but Ziva had insisted staying persistent. She was sent here to do this. She wouldn't back down. Ziva held the gun pointed as she followed Captain Frost into the big storage room where they had learned the marines were being held. Luckily for her, her pregnancy was one where she barely gained wait, barely showed at all, and barely had any symptoms.

A few marines followed Ziva. She wasn't comfortable around any of them. Especially since she didn't know which one had raped her. So she stayed close to Captain Frost and Petty Officer Angela. Angela was the one right behind Ziva and was the Petty Officer that had helped Ziva out more then others. But Ziva still wanted one of the team there. Like Abby. Or Tony.

Stop coming in my head Tony! Ziva yelled frustrated in her head, every time I think of home your there. Stop!

"Ah, took you long enough marines." The Iraqi who was behind all of this said as he saw them come into the storage room.

Ziva looked at him and almost ran out. The man looked like Saleem. But she knew it wasn't him. Gibbs had shot him.

The man looked over everyone and stopped his eyes on Ziva. "Ah, you aren't a marine aren't you?"

"I'm a Mossad officer working with NCIS." Ziva said firmly.

The man laughed cruelly. "Nice to see you Ari Haswari's sister."

Ziva stepped back as her first reaction. "Yo-You knew Ari?"