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Chapter 21

"Tony?" Ziva called again. She was a little stunned when it wasn't her husband that turned the corner into her room. "Dr Benoit?"

"I just thought I'd come by and see how you were doing. I hope you don't mind me just letting myself in…"

"How did you get in? Did Tony leave the door unlocked?" She asked doubtful that he'd do that, especially under the circumstances.

"Yeah, the door was unlocked, and I guess I thought you might have been sleeping so I just came in."

"What," she paused and took a second to try and answer her question before she asked it. "what are you doing here?"

"I told you, I'm just checking on you."

"But…." The phone that Tony had always insisted sit next to her started to ring. Ziva moved to answer it but Jeanne stopped her. She looked in Jeannes eyes and couldn't read them, they were cold and unfamiliar. "What are you…" as she started to talk the home answering machine kicked in.

"Ziva? why aren't you answering. I think you're in trouble, I think I know what's going on. Just don't move, don't let anyone in. I'm so sorry Ziva. it's all my fault again. It's Jeanne."

Ziva looked back at Jeanne and realised that the look in her eyes was terror.

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"Dam it!" Tony roared as he slammed his phone shut and pushed his foot hard on the accelerator. His car sped up to match his heart beat. Even if Ziva was asleep and he rang, she would still answer, and then scold him for it. His fret turned to a panic.

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Ziva reached under the sheet where her gun was still lying from when Tony, Gibbs and Fornell had surprised her.

"If I were you Ziva, I'd keep your hands above the covered." Jeanne warned her.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Because it's not fair. Tony lied to me, deceived me, and now he's got it all and I'm left with nothing. I had dreams, I was meant to be having his babies, I pictured walking down an isle in a while dress towards him. This was meant to be my life. Not yours."

"I do not understand, are you angry at Tony or Jealous of me?" Ziva picked up a little anger in her voice now.

Jeanne was obviously confused by this question which distressed her. She didn't know how to answer it, she wasn't sure herself. She was full of a mixture of emotions. Ziva could see this and wasn't sure what Jeanne was capable of.

"Did you take my blood sample and use it at the crime scene?"

"I took your blood sample, but it was Jullien that planted it at the bar and the glass you used at the hospital. I took a few glasses so it would blend in."

"Who is Jullien?"

"My brother. He took over the family business when Tony murdered our father."

"You made that up Jeanne. Tony was cleared of all those charges."

"I don't care what you say, Tony was responsible for my fathers death even if he didn't pull the trigger himself. Now you've got to get up."

"What? Why? Where are we going?"

"Tony took everything I wanted away from me, now," She paused and looked at Ziva. "Now I'll take everything he wants away from him." Jeanne pulled her to her feet. The gun fell to the floor as her body knocked it out of the bed. "Well aren't you a tricky one. I see why Tony likes you, you're just as deceitful as he is." She took the gun and held it in one hand while she continued to hurry Ziva to get her out of the apartment.

"Jeanne, you can't, what about the babies? I'm not supposed to move."

"Hurry up, move it!" Ziva wrapped a scarf around her neck and grabbed a jacket, it was the least she could do to keep her babies warm. Her pregnant brain couldn't think clearly. She assumed Tony was on his way, but how long would he take? Would he make it on time? She had to find a way to stall Jeanne, and give Tony time to find her.

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"Gibbs, Gibbs," Abby called through the video intercom in autopsy. Gibbs turned from the body lying in front of he and Ducky.

"What is it Abs?"

"It's Ziva, and Tony. Well, It's Jeanne. She's the one responsible for all this."

"What are you talking about Abs?"

"Jeanne was the doctor yesterday when I had to go pick her up. Jeanne's been trying to use Ziva to hurt DiNozzo for months now, she's finally found a way I guess."

"What evidence have you got?"

"She took blood from Ziva yesterday; the glasses we found at the bar weren't the same glass they used at the bar. They're a cheap glass predominantly bought for bulk buying like in a hospital."

"I'll call Fornell. We'll get a warrant. Where's Tony?"

"When Tony realised what was going on, he rushed home straight away to see Ziva. He seemed really worried Gibbs."

Gibbs immediately pulled out his phone and pressed speed dial 1, Tony.

"DiNozzo."

"Boss, Ziva's not answering the phone, and Jeanne Benoit is behind all this."

"Jeanne isn't going to hurt her is she?"

"I don't know boss, but I wouldn't put it past her. I have to get to her."

"What makes you think that she's in danger?" DiNozzo paused a second, looking for a way to explain his concern. Finally he answered.

"My Gut boss. My Gut."

Not my longest chapter,,,, but not my shortest ever either. The next one will be longer, and full of action. Promise.

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