New chap, yeah! Sorry for the wait, I'm just so busy right now...

It was dark in his office. The lights were off, and the blinds were closed. His glasses sat on the desk in front of him. His head rested in his hands.

Everything was fallen apart. His oldest daughter was halfway across the globe. His son was staying away for safety. His youngest daughter was getting suspicious. His wife's body had been found the previous week. The coroner had told them that she had been dead for over a month.

And they had no idea where the bastards who were doing this were. All he knew was what they wanted. They wanted him to suffer, and, although they would never know it, they were succeeding.

They had taken, tortured, and killed the woman he had loved. They had forced him to send his daughter into hiding for her own safety, a concept he would never use for himself. They had made him so paranoid that he would not let Tali leave the house without an Officer escort.

He dropped his hands, and looked around the dark room. Not for the first time, his eyes landed on the picture of his children. He needed them back.

Knocking interrupted his thoughts.

"Enter" he gruffly ordered.

The door opened, and a tall man stood in the door way.

"Yes?" he said, gesturing for the man to speak.

"We have located one of the enemy, sir" the man quickly told him.

"Where?" He sat up straighter in his chair. This was good.

"He is in interrogation."

"Good, tell them I will be right there."

"Yes, Sir."

The man turned and left instantly.

Eli grinned, this was very good.

"I do not know where they are" the young man groaned.

"I am not a person to lie to, kelev. We know you know, so tell us" Eli whispered in the prisoners ear.

The man looked around his prison, fear deep in his eyes. It was a dark room, dark and damp. There were no windows, no lights other than the single bulb that swung above his head.

"I do not know" the man insisted.

Eli simply straightened and turned to leave. As he left the room, he nodded to the guards.

The door was locked behind him. The man in the chair looked at the guards, who advanced on him.

"They have Raviv" a low voice told him through the secure line.

"Harah" he spat. "The boy will never hold up to them."

"What should we do?"

"I will deal with it. It is time to put the plan into action."

Without another word, he slammed the phone shut and threw the bottle in his hand. The glass hit the wall and shattered on impact.

It was time to act.

"Sir" the same man from before once again stood at his office door.

"Is he speaking?" Eli asked, hardly daring to hope. The man was either talking, or was dead.

"Yes."

Instantly, Eli was on his feet, walking towards the room the man was in.

The room smelt of copper and acid. In the thin light, he could just see the blood and vomit that covered the front of the man.

"Have we loosened your tongue enough?" he asked.

The man had enough dignity to glare at him, although Eli could still see the fear and pain in his eyes.

"They..." the man breathed. His voice was strained and broken. "Have gone to C...C...California."

Elis blood froze at his words. No, it was not possible. There was no way they could have found Ziva.

"They..." he succumbed to a coughing fit. Blood hit the floor at Elis feet, but the man barely noticed it. "They are watching your daughter."

The prisoner started to laugh. Deep laughs filled the air.

"Your daughter" he wheezed. Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and sprayed all over the men in front of him. "She will die soon."

He let out another giant coughing fit before stilling.

"Harah!" Eli exclaimed, throwing the chair at the wall.

He didn't hear the mans head hit the cement, or the wood splinter. He had other, more important stuff on his mind.

"I want to be in California, now" he told the man who had received him from his office.

"Yes, Sir" the man said before running off.

I hope you like it, more should be up soon. Please review, they make me smile:)