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Chapter 3: Price of Your Life

Tony hung onto the restraints above his head, trying to take some of the pressure off his chafed wrists. Davis had left an hour before, when Tony had passed out from the pain. There was nothing but determination keeping Tony conscious, or from screaming out from the pain. The salt was still in his wounds, along with the alcohol, and every little movement that he made, spiked a new wave of pain.

He heard the door open, and found himself staring into the hard eyes of, Adam Davis. Davis walked over to Tony, and smiled evilly up at him, making Tony shiver. The man's smile widened, and he unbuckled Tony's belt. Tony froze in fear. 'He couldn't do that!' Tony thought to himself. There was no way that this man could do what Tony thought he was going to do.

Seeing Tony go rigid in fear, the man smirked, "Oh no, I'm not going to do that, at least... not yet." Davis sneered. Tony sighed in relief and then remembered that Davis had not said that he wouldn't do that to him, only that he wouldn't do it yet.

Davis took the belt from the loops on Tony's pants, and walked behind the dangling man. He ran a hand over Tony's back, and smirked again when he heard the hiss of pain coming from him.

"Oh, we just have to get that salt cleared out of there, don't we?" Davis asked, his voice annoyingly condescending. Tony turned his head and glared at the smirking man.

"Just as much of an idiot as your brother was, I see." Tony said, and immediately regretted it.

"Then, we'll just have to make sure that you can't see." Davis sneered, and pressed his hand into Tony's back, enjoying the hiss that came through the man's clenched teeth.

Davis walked around, to face Tony, and drew his fist back. He punched Tony in the eyes, and all over his face, before the man finally lost his strenuous hold on consciousness. He walked out of the room, and came back in a few minutes later with a bucket of cold water, and a blindfold. He blindfolded Tony first so when he woke up, he would think there was something really wrong.

Next he walked behind Tony, and threw the bucket of water on his back, causing Tony to jerk away, and gasp. He could see clearly as Tony went rigid and figured out that he couldn't see. He laughed, causing Tony to turn his head towards Davis, and the man patted his cheek but Tony drew away from the touch.

"Now, you didn't think that I wouldn't follow through on my threats did you?" Davis asked, his voice cynical.

"Sick bastard." Tony muttered, before Davis walked over to the wall, and took down a spiked metal baseball bat. The spikes were about two inches long, and wouldn't kill Tony quickly, if he hit him in the right spots, but they would cause the man to lose a lot of blood.

"This is going to hurt, a lot." Davis said, and Tony tensed as Davis drew the bat back, and then let it loose into Tony's abdomen. Tony screamed from the pain, and Davis snickered. Little did he know, that his whole charade was about to end. He walked around, and hit Tony in the back with the bat, and Tony screamed again, especially when the spikes were slowly pulled out. The man swung again, and hit Tony's right thigh, breaking the bone, and causing blood to spew. He twisted the bat, and let it hang there. Tony was breathing harsh, and fast by now, almost hyperventilating. The pain was too intense to scream, and he found himself wishing that he would die.

He heard the door swing open, and a familiar voice yell out, "NCIS, step away from Agent DiNozzo!" Gibbs. He thought to himself, and almost yelled for joy, but all he could think about at that moment was making the pain stop.

A shot rang out, and jerked him from his thoughts. There was a thump on the ground, and his heart stopped, wondering who was hit.

"Teach you to mess with my Agent." He heard Gibbs sneer and he felt relief flood through him. He then felt the bat being pulled from his leg, and his moaned in pain. "It's okay Tony, we're gonna get you out of here." Gibbs said reassuringly, and Tony found himself vaguely wondering where Kate or McGee were.

He felt Gibbs undo the bonds holding his hands, and a strange controlled falling feeling, before his back met the floor, and his would have screamed from the pain if he could. "My eyes?" He asked, and Gibbs took the blindfold off.

Tony was afraid to open his eyes, and Gibbs could see why. There was bruising all around them. Tony's eyes slowly opened, and he found that he couldn't focus them, he panicked when he couldn't, and tried to push himself up, only to collapse from pain and weakness.

"Hey, stay down." Gibbs said softly, and then he yelled, "We need an ambulance!" When no answer came, he got his radio, and yelled into it, "Agent down! We need an ambulance, and Medics down in the basement now!" A voice came over the radio, and told him that paramedics were on the way. Gibbs noticed Tony shaking, and felt the man's forehead. He had a fever, and a high one at that.

Gibbs took his coat off, and wrapped it around Tony, who's eyes were now rolling into the back of his head. "Tony, damn it DiNozzo, stay with me!" Gibbs yelled as Tony went limp.

He checked for a pulse and didn't find one…

A/N: So what did you think? Sorry about the cliffy, but I want reviews!