Unknown Reality Chapter 12: Gunpowder and Lead, a ncis fanfic

Thank ya'll so much for reading this story! I hope I haven't done too bad on it. This chapter is based on the song Gunpowder and Lead by Miranda Lambert. Hope ya'll enjoy it!

Oh, and I guess I should have done a disclaimer like 12 chapters ago, but better late than never: I do not own NCIS, or Miranda Lambert's songs, or Hinder/Jack Ingram's. I'm just a simple ordinary country girl who has a vivid imagination and lots of spare time!!

Now on with the STORY!!

Ziva walked in the forest along the gravel road leading away from the house. Surely there was a spot nearby to set up for the final battle, she thought to herself.

County road 233, under my feet
Nothin' on this white rock but little ole me
I've got two miles till, he makes bail
And if I'm right we're headed straight for hell

Half a mile later, Ziva came upon an old run down barn sitting in the middle of a clearing. From the hay loft, Ziva could easily see down the street either ways, giving her the advantage over Chaim when he finally found her. And, he would find her soon enough: Ziva had left enough of a trail for even Palmer to follow. Ziva placed the shotgun shells she had brought with her in various positions in the barn, positioning herself for whatever may come.

I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man
I'm going to show him what a little girls made of
Gunpowder and lead

Thirty minutes later Ziva spotted a flicker of someone walking towards her. Smiling to herself, Ziva knew the time had come.

It's half past ten, another six pack in
And I can feel the rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive, the gravel flies
He don't know what's waiting here this time

"I know you are in there, Ziva," Chaim yelled, hiding behind a tree. "I guess you've forgotten all of your Mossad training, you were not that hard to track down."

"I have the upper hand, my dear," Ziva yelled back in Hebrew.

"How? You have no weapons," Chaim replied. "Your American friends are already at the house. I'm sure they will have fun when they find out what I left behind for them," Chaim laughed.

"You want a fight, then you have one," Ziva said, lifting the shot gun up against the window frame.

"Why don't we finish this face to face?" Chaim said. "I want to see your face when you realize you have lost."

"Walk on in here," Ziva said, grinning evilly and Chaim walked into the clearing.

Chaim knew that Ziva would not shoot him until they faced each other. He had known Ziva all his life, and he knew she never backed away from a fight. Yet, Chaim did not know just how good Ziva was at hand-to-hand.

The three years the two had been married, Ziva never showed Chaim her true strength. Instead, she took everything he gave her, and acted weaker than him. That would be Chaim's weakness: Ziva knew his every move, but he only knew half of her's. He thought NCIS had softened her, but, Ziva smiled slightly, it only made her stronger.

Chaim walked into the barn and was met by Ziva standing against the far wall. "Now it is time for you to pay for killing Ari," Chaim said wickedly.

"I've told you time and time again, Agent Gibbs killed Ari, not I," Ziva sighed.

"There's no use in lying, Ziva. I was there that night, I saw you walk in and shoot him," Chaim explained. "I was there, too, when you killed my brother."

"Ahmeed deserved it," Ziva spat out. "He killed six women and tried to kill Tony and me."

"Wrong," Chaim chuckled. "Ahmeed was not the one who fired the shots that hit you, I was." Ziva never answered. This only fueled her anger, helping her prepare for the coming fight.

Chaim walked up to her, and the two stood two feet apart. Without warning, Chaim lunged at Ziva, punching her stomach. Momentarily stunned, Ziva doubled over, gasping for air. Regaining her senses, Ziva swung her foot around, and knocked Chaim's leg out from under him. Falling to the floor, Chaim found himself pinned under Ziva, unable to maneuver.

"You don't know anything about me," Ziva hissed, looking down at her ex-husband before he knocked her off of him.

Throwing Ziva against the beam holding the hay loft, Chaim quickly jumped up and pulled Ziva up by her hair. Ziva reached up and grabbed Chaim's arm, pinning it behind his back. Chaim easily escaped her hold, and pinned Ziva's arm against the wooden beam. Hearing her arm pop, Ziva felt a flash of pain shoot through it. Biting her lip to stop from screaming, Ziva flipped her body throwing Chaim into the pile of hay. Running to the ladder, Ziva jumped up into the hay loft, Chaim right behind her. Scurrying to the corner where her shotgun was hid, Ziva knew it was her only chance. With three ribs and her arm broken and not having been fed for the past three days, Ziva knew she could not last very much longer against Chaim who was in much better health. Picking up the shotgun, Ziva spun around and pointed it at Chaim, but he was already pointing his pistol at her.

"Now, now, now, do you really think you could surprise me like that?" Chaim said, training his gun on Ziva, just as she was doing to him.

His fist is big but my gun's bigger
He'll find out when I pull the trigger

At The Crime Scene (NCIS TEAM)

Tony and Gibbs were walking around outside, they had already located the cache of weapons in the barn, but were looking for more clues. "Gibbs, there's a trail leading to the north," Tony said, pointing out the broken trail to the older man.

"Follow it," Gibbs said. "I'm going to get McGee and be right behind you. Do not do anything until we catch up," Gibbs ordered Tony as the two went their separate ways. Tony drew his gun and hurried down the pathway. His gut told him that something was about to happen, and that Ziva was going to need him.

Just as Tony reached a small clearing in the woods, he heard two gunshots simultaneously. "Oh, no," he said, running towards the barn, ignoring Gibbs' order to wait for him and McGee. Holding his pistol ahead of him, Tony quietly entered the barn door, and found Chaim lying in a pool of blood in the middle of the barn. "Ziva!" Tony called, looking around for her. Hearing a moan come from up in the loft, Tony ran to the ladder and climbed up it. Reaching the top, Tony spotted Ziva lying against the far wall, holding her stomach. "Ziva, are you okay?" he asked, running over to her.

"Do I look okay, Tony?" Ziva asked sarcastically. "I just got shot by my ex-husband."

"Here, we need to stop the bleeding," Tony said, taking off his shirt to use to apply pressure to her shoulder. "What did he do to you?" Tony mumbled, taking a closer look at Ziva's beat up body.

"I feel like I've been run over by a pick-up," Ziva groaned.

"Semi, Zee-vah, run over by a semi," Tony corrected her, a smile coming onto his face, but it did not last long. Ziva slumped over, leaning up against Tony's chest, unconscious.

"DiNozzo, you in here?" Gibbs yelled, walking into the barn.

"Up here, Boss. Ziva's hurt pretty bad. Call an ambulance," Tony yelled. Gibbs pulled out his cell phone, calling Ducky before calling the ambulance. Ducky was only half a mile away, and Ziva was in need of medical attention as soon as possible. "It that bastard wasn't dead, I would kill him myself," Gibbs swore when he saw how bad Ziva looked.

"I can't lose her, Boss," Tony said, holding tightly to Ziva with his free hand, the other applying pressure to her wound.

"You won't, Tony," Gibbs assured. "She doesn't have my permission," he added just as they heard Ducky pull up.

"Oh my, he did a number on her, didn't he," Ducky remarked, kneeling down beside Ziva's limp body. "She's going to need to get to a hospital as soon as possible," Ducky told Gibbs. "I'm afraid there's not much that I can do. The bullet did not seem to hit anything vital though, judging from the amount of blood loss."

Ten minutes later, the ambulance finally arrived, and the paramedics took over for Tony and Ducky. Ziva had yet to regain consciousness, and that had the whole team worried. When the paramedics loaded Ziva into the back of the ambulance, Gibbs walked over to Tony and signaled for the young man to ride with her.

"Call me as soon as you find out something," Gibbs ordered. "I'll call Abby and Jenny and tell them what's going on."

"Thanks, Boss," Tony said, jumping into the ambulance.

On the ride to the hospital, Ziva had gone into cardiac arrest three times, and each time Tony sat there holding her hand and quietly begging her not to leave him. At the hospital, the doctors rushed Ziva into emergency surgery and forced Tony to wait in the waiting room downstairs.

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