Okay guys once again you have managed to blow me away with your reviews! Thank you all so much for contributing! I have been trying to please everyone with this story – pain, torture, tiva, Vance getting hurt, perhaps McAbby is you guys desire it!
Oh and I remembered that you are meant to include some kind of disclaimer so here I go: I don't own NCIS!
Chapter 7
Tony had not slept at all last night but just having Ziva resting peacefully on his shoulder had calmed him. Even so there peaceful silence had been rudely interrupted by the arrival of their keeper.
"Tie them to the chairs!" The man snarled.
Two masked men hurried in and using zip ties and leather straps they quickly tied the pair to two chairs. Tony and Ziva put up no resistance after glancing at the two sub-machine guns hanging loosely around their necks.
Tony and Ziva remained silent, just gazing into one another's eyes.
"Miss David, what is the purpose of 'Operation Indigo'?" The man questioned. Ziva remained silent, her eyes never leaving Tony's. "deep down I was kind of hoping you would say nothing," the man continued "that way I can have some fun…" The man trailed off and walked over to a duffel bag that he had brought in with him.
He quickly unzipped the bag and brought out a blue cylinder with a nozzle at the end – a blow torch.
While the man's back was turned to the pair Ziva gave Tony a worried, pleading look. He just nodded and cracked her, her favourite million watt smile.
The man spun around holding the blow torch in his right hand.
"Miss David, tell me what is the purpose of 'Operation Indigo'." The man said calmly, not letting his frustration become evident.
Ziva remained quiet and looked down at her feet for she knew with one look at Tony's innocent face she would cave in and tell the man all he desired to know.
The man started up the blow torch a blue flame shot out of the end.
"Miss David what is the purpose of 'Operation Indigo'?" The man asked, he couldn't help a smile creep on to his lips.
Ziva said nothing, but she looked up and gazed into her partners green eyes. He gave her a sharp nod.
"Miss David, for the final time, what is the purpose of 'Operation Indigo'?" No answer
The man held the flame up against Tony's forearm. He screamed and writhed in pain. Ziva could smell burning meat. It clogged all of her senses. She watched as lumps of semi – burned flesh dropped from Tony's arm. The nerves writhed and twisted. Tony desperately pulled at his bonds. Tony tried everything to pull away from the flame. The man moved his arm and the blow torch began steadily creeping up Tony's arm towards his chest.
Ziva could see the devastation the torch had left behind. Every one of Tony's cries for help cut through her like a knife. She could feel tears forming in her eyes, she pulled at her bound hands, not caring is the ties ripped into her skin all she wanted to do is to charge at the man who had done this to Tony.
The torch was now at Tony's chest, blackened, burnt meat was spread all across his body, Ziva could see Tony's muscle shrinking under the heat. Clumps of skin fell to floor.
"BASTARD!" Ziva screamed, she couldn't control her emotions anymore. The tears rolled freely down her cheeks.
At hearing this the man took the flame away from Tony and shut it off. He took three quick steps towards Ziva and grabbed a fistful of hair, yanking her head back.
"I am the Bastard?!" He shouted down at Ziva, spit flying into her face "I am the Bastard? Miss David you could of stopped this all! It is your fault!"
The man walked to the corner of the cell and drew another item from the duffel bad. It was a clear glass bottle filled to the brim with a clear liquid.
"Do you know what this is Miss David?"
She looked up at him, glaring, but she said nothing.
"This is pure alcohol Miss David," The man scowled cruelly.
He held it up in the air and walked over to Tony. Ziva knew how much this would hurt Tony.
"Miss David what is the purpose of 'Operation Indigo'?"
"Ziva?" Tony croaked
"Yes Tony?"
"Cover your ears, I do not want you to….hear me scream.." Tony held his head in shame.
"5…..4…..3….2" The man continued his dreaded countdown
"1…..0" The man turned around and through the alcohol all over Tony, Tony screamed and writhed it was just like being burned all over again. Tony twisted his body.
Ziva held her head down and closed her eyes, she hummed the tune that Tony had sung to her last night.
For Tony the pain was almost unbearable, it stung so much! It felt like his nerve endings were writhing ad twisting. The pain washed over him in waves, Tony felt the arms of unconsciousness creeping over him. Tony let it take him and he drifted off into the black.
The man stood up and stalked off out of the room. Leaving Ziva alone humming the song, no longer able to control the hot, salty tears that ran down her face. She lifted her head and stared at the disfigured body of her partner. But was he more than that? Ziva knew she cared for Tony, she knew it felt like a knife being cut through her every time she saw him hurt. But how could he ever forgive her after what she had done? Ziva closed her eyes, praying that sleep would take her away from the situation that she knew she had unwillingly dragged Tony into.
Okay so how was it? Still no clear answer on who is going to be the next prime-minister. Please review and give ideas for future. What do you think Operation Indigo actually is?