A/N: Sorry for the lack of updating. I'd usually say something snarky and DiNozzo-worthy here but I'm not really in the mood. Enjoy.
The field agents grabbed their gear and headed towards the elevator. The remainder of the two teams left towards MTAC.
Once at the parking lot on Wall Street, Gibbs handed out orders. "McGee, Kensi, with me. The rest of you, go around back."
They drew their weapons and did as they were told. Tony, Ziva, Sam, and Callen went to look around back, only to meet up with the rest of the team in a deserted parking lot.
"You sure this is the right place, Boss?" but McGee was cut off by a loud argument coming from a a basement door.
Gibbs went over to the door and waited for the signal. He nodded his head and kicked the door open. A hail of gunshots followed.
MTAC
The remaining teams watched through live parking garage footage of Tony, Ziva, Sam, and Callen going to look around back.
"That's wierd. There was no one-" but Eric stopped abruptly, as did the agents working in the field.
They all watched as Gibbs kicked the door open, and they all heard the unmistakable sound of automatic weapons firing.
"Eric!" said Hetty.
"Switching to basement feed... now." Eric clicked some buttons so that you could see into the basement.
The whole team had taken cover and managed to take out 2 of the 4 men. Gibbs took a kill shot to another, leaving 1 left, Amir Shaleev. Both men were out of ammo, after the ridiculous amount of gunfire.
Ziva stood up, gun pointed at the man. "Lower your weapon!"
Amir launched himself at Ziva, yanking her to the ground. In the process, she dropped her gun.
Abby watched in horror as Ziva rolled around, trying to win the battle.
The watching agents tried to get a shot off, but feared they would hit Ziva.
Ziva got out from Amir's clutches and quickly crawled away, trying to reach her gun. But, Amir teared at the back of her shirt ripping it up to mid back. Ziva finally reached her gun, and flipped to shoot Amir four times in the chest. He fell on top of her (A/N: Very Recoil) and Ziva breathlessly pushed him off.
"Ziva!" Gibbs ran to Ziva and pulled her to her feet. "Are you okay?"
"I, am fine, Gibbs," replied an exassparated Ziva.
"Tony, take her back to NCIS."
Tony walked over to Ziva with the utmost care in his eyes. Ziva noticed.
They didn't say anything. They didn't need to. They just communicated with their eyes. They both knew they were thinking the same thing. It was Somalia all over again.
This didn't go unnoticed by the NCIS LA team. "Yeah, there's nithung going on there," said Kensi.
"Absolutely nothing," said Callen.
Ziva was standing with her back to the camera. Her shirt was ripped, and you could see three large scars running down the whole of her back. And Nate was the only one who noticed.
A/N: Not my best, but the ending was my original intention from the beginning if the story. I was gonna write more, but I am literally falling asleep next to my computer right now. But, don't worry! This story is not done yet. Probably half way.
Preview:
Nate confronts Ziva about her scars, a mysterious package of a video and a familiar set of photos we saw int the season 4 premiere, and McGee... Oh McGee:
"Oh no, not this again! McGee, you haven't written another sequel have you!"
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