Once again thank you all for your support, just a shortie! Need to concentrate on my coursework. Ah 1 week until my R.E exam- not to worried about that one although there are NO retakes. But all you have to do is voice your opinions, so I guess this is kind of practice. Now my German speaking orals, perhaps I should add a German character into the mix? But I am really stuck on involving Maths and that is the one I am terrified of, I have to get over 90% to get an A* which means I can only drop 5 marks out of a 130 mark paper – scared. All lot of the fan reviews I have been receiving have been about Tony's kinky line, I must say I made myself chuckle at that. I am actually supprised how many quotable lines are coming out of this piece! As always thank you for your support.

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Jess

Chapter 12

Ziva had woken up three times that night, screaming. Every time Gibbs had been there he had held her had and gently rubbed her forehead, soothing her. Ziva let the emotion wash over her. She couldn't stop the sobs and tears. She just buried her face into Gibbs' shirt, he didn't complain he just placed his arm around her and gently rocked her back and forth. He knew Ziva's mind was elsewhere, but what he didn't know was that Ziva kept playing the scene where the blow torch had been held to Tony's face, over and over again…..

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Tony was shivering uncontrollably; the man had left him long ago meaning his only company was the carcases hanging around him. Another cough raked his body draining yet more of the precious little energy he had left. Tony saw that he was now coughing up blood. Oh! I am sure that is great sign! Tony laughed at his own sense of humour.

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Gibbs had received 'one of those messagy bleepy thingys'. It was from McGee. Gibbs glanced at Ziva making sure she was peacefully asleep before he stood up and started heading towards the cafeteria where he knew McGee would be waiting.

Gibbs walked over to him and sat down on one of the cheap plastic chairs next to the agent. McGee was so engrossed in typing away on his laptop he barely noticed that his boss was now sat down next to him.

"How's Ziva?" McGee asked, his fingers still moving at blinding speed.

Gibbs sighed "She wakes up every night screaming, to be honest with ya she is an emotional wreck." Gibbs sighed again and McGee turned around in shock, he had never expected Gibbs to be so open with him. This was the kind of honesty he only reserved for Ducky, or he used to hold for Jenny.

"Why did you want to see me?" McGee looked at the older man, he had bags under his eyes and his voice sounded strained. McGee selflessly handed his coffee over to the man who smiled, but it never quite reached his eyes.

"We got sent some more images during the night, once again the feed was untraceable, I tried my hardest Gibbs honest but this guy is just so good he knows every trick in the trade….." McGee trailed off when he felt Gibbs' reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"I know Tim, I know." McGee opened up the attachment on his laptop and carefully studied Gibbs' reaction.

The photo was of Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo chained to a wall pipe it what looked like an industrial freezer. But Gibbs Eyes rested on his senior agents face; he looked like the living dead. He was obviously cold and shivering but the defiance still glared obviously in his eyes.

McGee who had already seen the image measured his boss' expression carefully, it started off with shock which turned to conclusion and finally rage.

"What's this?" Gibbs said.

" I have confirmed that it is Tony…" McGee started before he was interrupted by Gibbs

"No this!" Gibbs angrily pointed at the screen. McGee twisted around in his seat so he could see what his boss was pointing at. At first it was a few saucepans hanging on hooks but as McGee enlarged the image he saw that a reflection. A man with a cruel glint in his eye – Tony's captor.

"McGee get that image to Abby now and run it through AFIS!" Gibbs tapped McGee on the shoulder and whispered "Good work."

Gibbs headed back towards Ziva's room to see if she had awoken yet, she was still uneasy about being left alone.

McGee was alone now as he set to work enhancing the image.

An elderly German couple were bickering behind him.

" Wo zum Teufel ist mein dounut Marmelade? Damn Krankenhäuser können nur greifen Lucas und weg!"

Tony was drifting in and out of consciousness now, desperately hanging on fighting the abyss of sleep which he knew was inevitable. At least Ziva was safe, that was all that mattered. So that is what he hung on to, the image that Palmer had taken of New Years Eve. Everybody was happy, even Gibbs had shown a smile. Tony had just whispered something in Ziva's ear and her face lit up with joy and the camera captured eternally the glee in her eyes. Tony held onto that image, of his friends, his family…….

Okay really cheesy ending but it just kind of worked, once again a big shout out for all your support, CHIERS!