A/N: Thank you for the reviews and whatnot… : ) …Anyway, in this chapter you find out what happened in the cellar…Enjoy…
Disclaimer: Ummmm…I… don't own it? I think…
The Unknown World
"What happened in there, Ziva?" Ziva looked up at Tony and than back down. The group surrounded her.
"Ziva…?" Jenny asked uncertainly. Ziva looked so happy and sad at the same time. She closed her eyes, but spoke.
"I do not want to talk about it," She started.
"You don't have to." Tony said quickly. She shook her head.
"No, I want to, I just cannot find the words…But I can show you." She watched the expressions of her clan. They looked surprised, but only Abby seemed to understand what she meant.
"Ziva, that takes a lot of energy and I'm not sure you're up for it."
"What does?" Palmer asked looking around him.
"She wants to take the events in her mind and transfer them to ours, but just pictures takes a lot of energy from a vampire. And to have her do that to all of us, it could take days, if not weeks, to recover." Abby explained. When they heard, everyone agreed she couldn't do that. When their visions got foggy, McGee asked what was going on.
Abby quickly looked at Ziva. Her face was calm and a bit pale, but even Abby knew what she was doing.
"Ziva! No-" But the moving pictures in her head looked so real and vivid. Almost like they were memories. They are, Abby thought, Ziva's memories of those days.
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She lay there, hoping to escape. Tony stirred in her arms occasionally, but not often enough for her to get excited. Razi came in every few hours, usually to taunt her. Sometimes he would talk about their childhood or his dear sweet Maria. She saw his pain and his aguish, but there was nothing Ziva could do for her big brother.
"Remember the wedding, Ziva? It was beautiful. Flowers and their petals everywhere. We were so happy, nothing could go wrong. And then you showed up a week later, trying to knock me off." He would say most the time, sometimes she got this.
"Remember when you, me, Ari and Tali use to go up to that old witch that lived down the street? Man, she hated us so bad!" She did remember. Worst, she could see it all in his head too. She saw why it looked like betrayal in his eyes and she was never going to correct him when he said she was a murderer.
"Yes, Big Brother." She would reply or say "Yeah, I remember Razi." He always seemed satisfied with the answer. Maybe it was because she was excepting her fate. To die at his hand.
Her throat was killing her. It was dry and cramped. It demanded blood, but she refused to take the blood of a human that wasn't in a blood-bag. She started coughing at dawn of the second day. Dry, hacking sounds.
Tony was sweating and she knew that it was getting worse. That is was going to get worse before it ever gets better.
Ziva looked at the only small window in the room, checking for Razi. When she was sure he wasn't looking, she gently pushed Tony off her and laid him on the floor. She made him as comfortable as she could and she whispered in his ear.
"I am sorry, so sorry." Ziva kissed his cold stiff lips one last time. She closed her eyes and extended her fangs. Carefully, she sank her teeth into the skin on his neck. She went deeper until she hit the main artery in his neck.
Blood poured into her mouth and she longed to drink it, but she knew she couldn't, shouldn't. The blood was tainted, dirty. She could taste the poison and the sweet taste of him. It was unlike anything she had ever had before, but she had to stop.
Most of the dangerous blood was out and he could fight it now. She pulled back, retracting her canines, and retreated to the opposite corner of the room.
His blood sat in her mouth, tempting her. Taunting her, but she never intentionally drank it. Some, unfortunately, slipped down her throat. Her vampire side screamed as if it was being tortured, and it was. But her other side, the side that contained humanity, refused to let her demon side take over. Her eyes shook, making the room unfocused.
Everything blended together in a mash of color. She pushed her-self deeper into the wall, praying it would somehow help her. She felt her undead lungs and heart constrict and stop moving. She didn't need her organs, it didn't matter. They were just there to make sure she looked well to humans.
The next thing she remembered was Abby shaking her. Ziva looked up faintly to meet her eyes, before the world started to go dark once again. She heard Abby's voice through all the darkness telling her not to swallow and not to spit. When Ziva opened her eyes they were in the lab and she was throwing-up.
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The fog lifted and they stood/sat for a moment to clear their heads. A thunk was heard and Tony looked down to see Ziva on the floor, passed out.
"Ziva!" He quickly bent down to check her. Abby flipped her over as Ducky checked her.
"We told you not to Ziva." Tony told her seemingly lifeless form.
"She was never one to take orders." Gibbs said humorlessly. The others nodded in agreement.
"She has just pushed her-self past her limitations. Some rest should do her right." Ducky said confidently. Tony nodded and picked her up bridal style.
"Where should I take her?" He asked.
"My lab. Plenty of blood and a futon." Tony nodded. Once he was down there and she was situated, Tony held her hand.
"You're gunna be okay. You have to be. You're Ziva David, vampire ninja and the woman I think I'm in love with. Hear that Ziva, I love you, so, get better soon." He put his head down on the futon. Seconds later, in his head, he heard a faint
'Love you too.'
TBC…Or not…
A/N: I might end it there or I might add another chapter, so be on the look out! Thank you for the reviews!