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Chapter 10

Sergei Mishnev and his two henchmen pulled up to an apartment building in the city. They all went inside and Sergei turned on a computer, and brought up the live stream from the computer at the house, hoping to catch the last of Ziva's revenge. Ziva was family, after all, and Sergei was glad he could afford this opportunity to Ari's little sister.

He pulled up the link and frowned when he was met with an error message: Stream Not Found. He had specifically ordered his men to continue broadcasting.

He pulled up the recording and watched silently as his men beat Tony and then one of them walked away and came back into the room with Ziva. Sergei smiled as Ziva smiled seductively at his men and sat them down to watch. The color drained from his face, though, and his smile faded quickly as he watched Ziva easily render the men unconscious, then rush over to assist Tony. How dare she betray him! She was supposed to be HIS family! He continued watching until Ziva pulled him down and he heard her say, "Tony! Are you alright, ahuvi?"

Ahuvi. Hebrew for "my love". Sergei pounded his fist on the table and cursed loudly. He should have known it was too good to be true. She was in love with DiNozzo and working undercover for NCIS. "Just wait, Ziva. You're next, my dear." Sergei ran outside, got back into his car and drove away.

~ NCIS~

The team quickly called for reinforcement from the FBI and NCIS, and helped Tony back into his shirt and out to the car. Ziva got into the backseat of Gibbs' car with him, and Tim sat in the front seat tracking Ziva's cell. Fornell followed in the car behind them.

"We have to get Tony to the hospital, Gibbs!" Ziva called from the backseat as Gibbs slammed on the gas and peeled away from the house at dangerous speeds.

"No!" Tony replied. "I'm not dying! I'll get checked out later. Give me a gun and let's get this son of a bitch. And for God's sake, someone give me a damn protein bar! We're getting a pizza when this is over. Two pizzas. One for me and one for you guys. With sausage and extra cheese, mmmm..." Tony said, before inhaling the protein bar and bottle of water that Ziva handed to him. The food and water perked him up a bit and his pain decreased as he rode an adrenaline and testosterone induced high. This was why he turned down all those promotions; because no one else could have his back like Gibbs, Ziva and Tim did, and he could never love another team the way that he loved this one. His body was beaten and bloody, he was starving and exhausted, but his eyes shone brightly. Ziva saved him when he was on the brink of death, and now they were on their way to catch the bad guy. If you'd asked him at that moment if he liked his job, he'd have responded, "Fuck yeah!"

"McGee, where is he?" Gibbs asked as he pressed the down on the gas pedal.

"He's moving fast, Boss! Looks like he just got on the freeway, heading out of the city."

"Jethro," Tobias said, following in the car behind them, "Let's force him off at exit 53. Take him fishing."

"See, now you're thinking, Tobias!" Gibbs replied and they both pressed hard on their gas pedals and raced toward Sergei.

Finally, they spotted him on the freeway, and Tobias pressed ahead of Gibbs. "Almost at the exit, Gibbs. I got him." Fornell pulled up right alongside Sergei, and pulled hard on the steering wheel, ramming him and forcing him off of the freeway.

"Ok, Tobias?" Gibbs asked, following close behind him and Fornell spoke his reply loudly into the mic in his sleeve.

"Never better!"

"You're gonna have to hit him again, soon. I think you're insurance premiums are going up."

"That's ok, it's not my car it's the FBI's. I'll let them deal with it. Here we go!" Tobias said, and then pulled up next to Sergei again and rammed him, forcing him onto a heavily wooded back road.

Sergei pulled out a gun and started firing at Fornell. Tobias ducked his head and hit the breaks. A bullet missed his head by inches.

"Tobias!" Gibbs yelled.

"I'm ok, Gibbs! Almost there!"

"I got 'em." Gibbs said calmly, "Let's go fishing."

Gibbs pulled up until the front end of his car was right next to Sergei's rear bumper and tapped him, causing him to fishtail. Sergei struggled to stay in control of his vehicle, and Gibbs tapped him again, forcing him off of the paved road and down a dirt road. The path was narrow and the cars were now in a single file, first Sergei, then Gibbs and then Fornell. Sergei aimed his gun behind him and fired. Bullets tore through Gibbs' windshield and everybody ducked.

"Shit!" Tim hissed as one bullet grazed his cheek and another hit him in the shoulder.

"McGee!" Gibbs, Tony, and Ziva yelled as they realized he'd been hit.

"Holy shit, I just got shot." Tim said in a pained and slightly panicked voice. "Ugh... Wow, that hurts! OW OW OW! This guy is mine when we catch him! Ok," he said, taking a deep breath and calming himself to assess the situation, "Hand me the first aid kit!" Ziva passed the kit to him and Tim made fast work of stripping off his jacket and covering the wound with gauze. Ziva leaned over into the front seat and tightly tied a piece of cloth around his shoulder to secure the gauze and put pressure on the wound.

Sergei had stopped firing at them, and now kept his full attention on the winding dirt road they were on. The cars kicked up a cloud of dust, and even Sergei, at the front of the convoy, had a hard time seeing.

"Almost there, Tobias!" Gibbs shouted and Tim, Tony and Ziva all checked their weapons. Gibbs and Fornell suddenly slammed on their breaks and watched as Sergei kept going and then slammed on his breaks as well, stopping only inches from the lake that was in front of him. Gibbs and Fornell knew the area well; they fished here often, but Sergei nearly drove into the lake.

Sergei looked in his rearview mirror and saw all five agents pointing their guns at him.

"Sergei! Get out of the car and show me your hands!" Gibbs barked. He couldn't couldn't lose his cool again, couldn't let Sergei get the upper hand. Sergei had come damn close to killing him, Tim and Tony, and Gibbs knew that justice would be served, but he couldn't do it at anymore risk to his people. Sergei was cornered and armed; a dangerous combination for any man, but especially for a man like Sergei Mishnev.

Sergei got out of the car, but his back was facing the agents and he was still holding his pistol.

"Drop it, Mishnev! We will shoot you!" Tobias yelled. Sergei turned around and smiled, holding the gun down at his side.

"You know I have one bullet left in the chamber," Sergei said as he raised the gun and put it to his own head.

"Sergei, drop it!" Ziva yelled.

"Beautiful Ziva... I heard that you left Mossad and NCIS... Ari was your brother by blood! I thought of you as my family! How could you betray me?! I thought you would be the perfect person to help me get revenge on the monster that killed Ari... Our family..."

Ziva cut him off harshly, "Ari was MY family a long time ago, and this is my family now! You are NOT FAMILY! And I killed Ari! Me! Not Gibbs!"

A strange look passed over Sergei's face. His hand, that still held a gun to his own head, started to shake. "Ziva! He was your brother!" Sergei barked, "How could you kill your own brother?"

"Because he was a monster! Just like you! He needed to die... just as you need to die."

Sergei smiled at her. "Indeed, I will no doubt die today... Even if I surrender and you arrest me now, Agent Gibbs or Agent Fornell will just kill me later... but not before I take my revenge. You killed Ari! You are the monster, Ziva! So when I die... I will take you with me!"

Sergei quickly pulled the gun off of his head, pointed it at Ziva, and pulled the trigger.

TBC...