A/N: Thanks for all the reviews on the last chapter. Sorry for the wait, summer is proving to be demanding and not so relaxing and nothing to do like last summer. And yes, I know this is short. I stopped it where it is for a reason.
Mainly because otherwise, it would have ended up being far too long and far too revealing far too quickly.
That, and I'm not in a very good mood.
Ziva was sitting on the bed, her hands over her stomach, when she heard the doorbell ring. She sat up quickly, going to the door to listen. She'd learned that if she put her ear about an inch off the floor, everything from the entry way and front door echoed underneath the door. She hadn't heard much, but it was enough to know it worked.
She heard someone grumble as they walked towards the door, and then she heard the door open. The next voice she heard made her stomach lurch.
"Is Charlie Frisco here?" Gibbs voice echoed into the room, and Ziva bit her bottom lip.
"Who's asking?"
Of course, Ben had to answer the door.
"Special Agent Gibbs and McGee, from NCIS. I'd like to speak to him."
Ziva didn't hear anyone speak, but footsteps move down away from the doorway and she placed her face flat on the floor. She saw their feet move away from the front door, and she got a glimpse of the car before the door shut. She then stood up, straining to hear anything from the kitchen. There was some low murmur, and then a couple laughs. Ziva raised an eyebrow as she heard footsteps moving down the hallway. She heard them stop outside her door, and then they turned around.
"Which side of the hall did you say?" McGee's voice yelled.
"On the left." Ben yelled back, and Ziva knew McGee had asked to use the bathroom. She heard the door across the hallway open then close and she patiently waited. She was about to press her ear harder to the door when fast approaching footsteps caused her to fling herself back onto the bed. She kept her head down as the door opened, and she kept her breathing calm. The door then shut, and whoever entered the room moved away. She sat up again, listening closely to the murmuring coming from the kitchen area.
And then something crashed to the floor.
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Local LEO's showed up just as a vase crashed to the floor and a stool was thrown. Tony jumped out of the car, running up the front steps with two agents on either side of him. One kicked the door in, and Tony tried to make sense of the situation. He heard someone banging on a door, not far down the hall, and there was yelling and sounds of struggling coming from the living room. Tony decided to go to the bathroom, and there he found McGee locked inside.
"Tony, I was looking around and then Ben he pushed me into the bathroom as I came out and Gibbs was yelling and-"Tony ignored McGee as he heard something from behind him. He faintly heard the sound of Gibbs yell at Frisco that he was under arrest, and he faintly heard McGee tell the two agents near the door to make sure the neighborhood kids didn't see anything.
He pushed open the door, his hand never letting go of his gun. He stopped there in the doorway, his breath hitching. The walls were white, which caused Tony's eyes to need to adjust to the sudden brightness.
But that wasn't what caused him pause.
Ben was standing behind Ziva, his hand over her mouth and the other on her stomach. Tony looked closer, and he saw that Ben was slowly shoving a knife into Ziva's skin.
"Ben, put the knife down." Tony said, his eyes locked with Ziva's. She looked calm, but there was an edge to her eyes.
Ben raised an eyebrow, moving slightly to the left. Tony didn't move.
"You know, I'm pretty comfortable like this."
Tony heard Ziva take a sharp breath, and he looked at her stomach.
Ben pushed the knife a little farther into her abdomen, and a slow trickle of blood began to stain her skin.
A/N: I don't know if I'm asking too much, but review? :) It'd be like, the best back to school ever if I got to 200.