Chapter 10
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The courtyard was unusually quite that day, the guards and inmates gathering round a strange contraption that was located in the middle of the dusty prison yard. They stood around it in a perfect circle.
Ziva was dragged outside, Gibbs, Jenny, McGee and Tony close behind her and the warden, who's hands were cutting off the blood flow in her arms. Pushing through the crowd of people and followed by two guards, the warden pushed Ziva to the floor and continued to walk into the middle of the prison yard.
"It is days like these that I love this job the best." he announced, his hands thrown up in a triumphant gesture. "Where the filthy scum of this prison, get what they deserve and are punished for their crimes!"
The warden turned, smirking as he approached a shaking Abby, tightly bound to two wooden posts by chains, her arms held high above her head. Salim smirked as he glanced at her expression, ignoring the pleading look in her eyes. He leaned in towards her.
"Look at it this way, you took the blame for your Israeli friend there" he inclined his head to Ziva. Abby looked across to her Mossad friend, seeing the anger in her eyes.
"If it were her about to be punished, the only chance of her leaving this courtyard is in a body bag. The inmates don't care what will happen to them, they will kill her, violently, and my men will not stop them." his smile grew. "That is the price she pays, for being who and what she is!" he took her chin between his fingers, forcing her to look at him. "Now you wouldn't want that to happen to your friend would you…because you can just say the word and I can have you and her swapping places." Abby hardened her face, gritting her teeth together.
"No!"
"Very well" he motioned to the someone behind him and that's when Abby felt the first strip of leather tearing her skin.
Gibbs watched in horror as another crack of the whip made Abby's back arch, the inmates around him cheering.
Crack went the whip again.
Ziva struggled against the two guards the held her.
Crack!Tim turned his head away from the horrific scene.
Crack!Gibbs balled his fists, starting for the warden, only to be held back by Jenny.
Crack!Jenny silently pleaded with Gibbs, her eyes wide with emotion.
Crack. Crack. CrackTony averted his gaze, staring at Ziva instead.
Crack...
Abby fell to her knees, her arms still held painfully above her. Tears streaking her pale dirty face.
The whipping ceased.
The inmates hushed.
Pushing through the crowd once more, Salim smirked at Gibbs, walking past him with his hands clasped behind his back. The Americans followed him with their eyes, each glaring at the heartless man.
The inmates were ushered back into the building by the guards, leaving Abby in a heap on the floor. When a guard bent down and pulled Ziva up, she punched him hard in the stomach, pulling from his grasp, and running over to Abby. Taking her in her arms.
She looked up, spotting her cellmate entering the building. A knowing smirk painting her lips as she entered the building. The Mossad assassin narrowed her eyes in anger.
She could feel Abby shaking, trembling as if it were too cold outside. Carefully Ziva picked her up, putting a hand round her waist and Abby's arm round her neck. They walked at a slow pace, every time Abby took a step, she stopped, wincing in pain. It wasn't until they got to their cell that Abby collapsed, luckily falling on to the bottom bunk of the bed.
Somewhere above Ziva, the bell for dinner rang loudly. They would both have to go hungry, Ziva thought, as she turned Abby over to her stomach and tended to her wounds.
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When Abby woke, the first thing she noticed was the searing pain in her back. Then the hand clasped tightly in her own. When she opened her eyes, the dim light from outside the cell made her flinch slightly.
Turning her head, she noticed Ziva sleeping peacefully beside her, her head resting near her own, her hand in hers and her body laying awkwardly on the floor.
It was still light outside, so it was not that late, and the cells had not yet been shut, so it must have been close to dinner time.
Looking down at Ziva, Abby shook her head groggily, nudging the Mossad assassin awake. She blinked a few times, before turning her attention to Abby.
"You're awake. How do you feel?" Ziva asked
"Sore."
"You didn't have to do that you know. Take the blame..." Ziva finally said, her eyes fixed on the floor. Abby squeezed Ziva's hand gently.
"Yes I did, they would have killed you otherwise."
"Thank you, Abby. i owe you." Ziva replied. Abby smiled, pulling Ziva into a tight embrace, wincing slightly when the wounds on her back knocked against the wall as she sat up. As usual, Ziva returned the hug awkwardly.
"Well ain't that sweet!" came a harsh laugh from behind them. Abby felt Ziva tense. Looking up, she saw the vile woman that was their cell mate. Ziva pulled away from Abby, standing up. She turned, taking a step forward.
Looking at the other woman first, she hardened her face.
"Get out." she said shortly, when she didn't move, Ziva took another step forward.
"Now!" Jumping the woman scurried out of the cell.
"I know it was you that planted those drugs."
"I don't know what you talking about" the woman smirked.
"Don't. lie. to. me."
"Ok… so what if I did?"
"That was not a very wise decision."
"What are you going to do about it… Kill me, you will never be able to get away with it!" The woman said to Ziva, stepping into her personal space.
"Oh I know. I am not going to even attempt to murder you... But accidents happen. You better watch your back" Ziva smirked as the woman's cocky smile disappeared. She then turned her back, slinking over to the beds.
As soon as Ziva was on the top bunk, a bell rang loudly above them. The woman, who Ziva had ordered to stay outside quickly shuffled into the cell, narrowly avoiding being hit by the gate as it closed.
The large woman stood rooted to the spot, her eyes wide and her mouth hanging slightly open.
Ziva just lay on her back, her eyes staring up at the celling, an evil smirk on her face
Dont Kill me!!!!!! i needed some Abby whump. (hides under bed)