A/N HEY READERS! iTS FINALLY HERE! new chapters. i promised that i would finish this story and i attend to do so. i was gonna put upa couple chapters at the same time but i was so excited that i decided to post as soon as i was done. i been up since 5 am finishing this. i dont sleep anyways so im ok lol. i hope it you guys like it. i feel it aint my best work but i either way i will be happy that its finish. and isnt that what hobby writing and fanfiction is about, being able to express your creativity and ideas while showing your love for the character that ur writing bout that the main goal that you like your story?

Anyways i hope to get the next chapter up in a few days or so if im lucky. im seeing this done in 2 chapter after this but i could always be wrong so u never kno. ion.

this Chapter starts out a little slow but it picks up near the endand next chapter should have more action

Disclaimer:i dont own NCIS or any of its characters, which is probably a good thing, im only borrowing them and i promised to return them clean and mostly unharmed just in time for season 8.

Rating:im trying to keep it T but that may change in the upcoming chapters.

Special thanx to all those who kept hope that this story will someday finish. this is for you.

So without further ado, we continue the story...

Chapter 10

"Hey McGoo, you're still reading that?"

McGee looked up from the notebook to see Tony giving him an exasperated look.

"Please tell me you found something useful after all that time you spent glued to that thing. I swear you think you were reading a novel," Tony said.

"I haven't yet Tony," McGee replied,"but I'm hopeful I will soon."

"Oh I get it," Tony said standing up and walking around his desk, "you're doing research for your next book."

McGee rolled his eyes as he closed the notebook which made Tony smirk.

"You know probie coming up with your own original story and characters will get you more prestige," Tony continued.

"I am not researching it for my book," McGee told him, "and I am not explaining myself again for Deep Six."

"Sure. What do you think Ziva,"looking at her Tony asked Do you think probie is telling the truth?"

Ziva looked up from her work and couldn't help but smirk.

"Actually Tony, I believe McGee is a capable enough writer to come up with original ideas,"she said, "if anything he is looking for something to spark his inspiration, or imagination? Which one is correct?"

"Either one works," McGee told her as Ziva phone rang, "and I appreciate that but I honestly am looking for any information on his whereabouts."

"And," Tony asked, "did you find out where he is?"

McGee sighed knowing he was about to look foolish.

"No I haven't Tony," he said

"See probie," Tony gloated, "If there's nothing the first time you read it there's not gonna be anything new the second time or on your case the sixty-seventh time."

McGee shot Tony an annoyed look as he put away the notebook in his desk drawer.

"So now we start on the real investigation work." Tony continued "we look for him the old fashion way."

"No need," Ziva spoke up hanging up the phone,"the bolo just came back on John. He's been spotted leaving at the Bay Motel and has checked out yet."

"Alright lets get going," Tony ordered to behind his desk, "Does anyone know where Gibbs is?"

"Already here DiNozzo," Gibbs announced as he walked into the bullpen, "everyone gear up."

As he said that McGee's desk phone rang. Everyone was starting to walk to the elevator when McGee hung up and called out to Gibbs.

"Boss wait, that was another call on a bolo," He told him, "He was just at the junkyard just outside town buy."

"So what do we do," Ziva asked.

"We'll split up," Gibbs answered, "McGee you're with me. Tony, Ziva you check you that junkyard."

Actually Gibbs I would prefer if I went with McGee if that's ok," Ziva said.

"Fine, you two go to the junkyard," Gibbs said.

And with that they all stepped into the elevator and let the doors slide close.

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"Do you think there's anybody here," McGee said.

"Surely they wouldn't leave the place unattended so there has to be somebody here," Ziva said.

After a long drive they got to the junkyard to find that the office was empty so they decided to wait for someone to show up. McGee sat on the bench next to the door while Ziva leaned up against the wall next to him. After several minutes of waiting both of them were starting to get restless.

"So why did you wanna come with me," McGee asked curiously.

"Well I like working with you McGee," Ziva said saying the first thing that came to mind, "Plus I am positive that if I came with Tony, he would find a car that was the same model as the car in the movie like a Delorean from Back to the Future or he would give me a detailed stats and facts about a 1986 Chrysler or something."

As they both chuckled Ziva noticed that Mcgee's ear were turning red and that he was slightly blushing. She was about to ask why when he spoke up first.

"I- I'm sorry," McGee stuttered as Ziva looked at him confused, "about this morning. I didn't mean to you know."

Ziva couldn't help but smile as she looked at McGee. She still couldn't believe that she almost kissed him before he woke up and that he still thinks it was his fault.

"Tim. You already apologized this morning," she told him, "and even then it was unnecessary. It was nothing more than accident. You were asleep. I mean you did mean to do that did you?"

"No. No I didn't, McGee quickly said, "I would never do that."

"What are you trying to say," Ziva said, a playful smile on her face, "that you don't find me attractive enough to kiss me?"

"What no. I mean yes. I mean I do find you really attractive. It's just that I would never try to sneak a kiss on you while you were asleep."

"I'm only teasing you. I know you're not like that."

"Good, thank you."

"Besides how do you know if I wouldn't have liked it?"

Ziva chuckled as McGee's face turned red as he looked away. The two agents remained silent for several minutes before McGee stood up and excused himself to use the bathroom. Ziva was starting to get impatient waiting for an employee. She decided to call Gibbs to find out their situation and ask what to do next.

As she pulled out her phone she heard a loudcrash coming from around the corner where the bathrooms were. She put away her phone and walked around the corner and looked around for the source of the noise. Seeing nothing she continued walking when saw that the bathroom door was open. She started to get a funny feeling as walked to the bathroom and pushed open the door.

She gasped as she saw McGee on the floor sitting up against the wall unconscious with a trickle of blood coming down his forehead.

"McGee," she exclaimed as she knelt down beside him.

When he didn't answer she checked his pulse and was relieved that he was still alive. She wiped the blood of his head with her sleeve, pulled out her phone and dialed Gibbs.

"What the-"

Ziva quickly looked up to see John at the doorway looking at them. He dove for her as she she reached for her gun but he reached her first and kicked her head up against the wall. Ignoring the pain she pulled out her gun but john grabbed it and attempted to wrestle it away but Ziva held on tight. She smacked his face with her palm aiming for his nose but instead connected with his cheek. John retaliates by grabbing her head with one hand and pushing it hard into the wall.

This time the pain was worse and before she could recover John pulled away the gun from her hand then kicked her head making her make contact with the wall for a third time. She fell to the floor as her head spun in a painful head was already throbbing when she recived a foot to her head followed by another stomp that crushed her head upon the tile floor.

Ziva closed her eyes as she lay on the floor she felt a blow to her stomach but was unable to move any part of her body to protect herself. She could feel something warm on the side of her head. She opened her eyes and as she slipped in and out of consciousness, she looked at McGee unconscious against the dirty bathroom wall, blood still streaming down his head.

Everything seemed to fade away as she looked at him. Her mind couldn't form a thought and yet she was able to worry about him, fear for him, fear for both of them. Laying on the floor defeated and helpless she couldn't pay her attacker any attention as he scrambled out of the bathroom. Slowly everything was starting to fade.

"I hope you're ok," was all she could think before everything went dark.

TBC in the next chapter...

So there you go. the long awaited Chapter ten with more still to come. Btw as i read the whole story Ziva seemed so Ooc. if she is to you sorry for not warning you before hand. either way i hoped you guys liked it. Please Read and Review. i get the next chapter up soon.