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A/N: Wow, I can't believe I'm up to chapter 13 already! But I've got so many ideas as to where this story is headed I don't know if I'll ever see an ending! ;)

Chapter 13

Ziva turned the corner, her Sig clasped firmly in her hands, the safety released and her right index finger poised over the trigger. She pressed herself against the wall, listening for any sound.

She crept along the wall, senses on alert. Suddenly she heard a scream "LOOK OUT!" the voice screamed out. It was a female voice, quite young. It had to be Grace. Ziva stopped for a moment, Hang one, Gibbs said that Grace didn't speak, she was mute… she thought. Ziva peered around the corner of the kitchen and looked up the passageway to the dark hallway, her eyes adjusting to the darkness of it. All was quiet again until she heard another scream, an ear-piercing scream that echoed through the apartment and beyond. Ziva stepped forward, pressing herself against the wall until she got to the bedroom.

She peered through the slightly ajar door, at first she couldn't see anything but when she moved further down the hallway the sight made her feel sick to the stomach. Tony was lying on the floor, not moving. A plank of wood lay next to Tony; it had smears of blood on one end and bloodied finger prints on the other. A coppery smell filled the air and Ziva knew it wasn't from the wood; the smell was too strong for that. She looked at Tony once more and saw the source of it – a wound on the back of his head was seeping blood. His hair was matted from the blood and more seeped onto the floor. Ziva knew that head wounds that looked severe were usually superficial, they just bled more. But without having a closer look Ziva couldn't tell for sure.

She took another look, past Tony, and saw a dark shape. She could tell it was a man, he was tall, about 6 ft, and had dark shaggy hair. He was leaning towards the corner where Grace previously was, speaking in a thick husky voice. Ziva couldn't hear what he was saying but he it sounded like he was making threats to little Grace. Ziva looked at Tony again lying so helpless on the floor and knew she had to do something.

She pushed open the door forcefully and drew her Sig, "Federal Agent, don't move!" she yelled. The man turned around, his dark eyes shining with rage, he was taken aback by Ziva's sudden appearance and spun around quickly.

He grinned slightly, chuckling to himself like he thought he had the upper hand, even if Ziva was the one with the weapon. She took a step forward, "Stay where you are! I want you to face the wall with your hands on your head."

The man did as he was told, facing the wall where Grace was cowering. She ducked out of the way as he turned around, scampering past Tony lying on the floor and out the bedroom door. Ziva kept her eyes on the man as he linked his fingers together and placed his hands on the top of his head. Ziva took out the handcuffs on her belt and stepped forward.

The man stayed still as Ziva stepped up to him. Suddenly, he spun around. Ziva was knocked off guard as he reached for the gun in her hand. Ziva dodged out of the way, raising her gun and ordering him to freeze. She stepped up to him again and got one cuff around his left wrist, but she was too late. He reached into his pocket and pulled something out, pressing it against Ziva's arm. A jolt of electricity shot through Ziva, the pain of it causing her to loose her grip on her gun. It fell out of her hands and spun across the floor as Ziva fell to the ground near Tony.

The man took the taser away from Ziva and placed it back in his pocket. Ziva felt weak from the pain of it as the man reached into her pocket and found the keys to the handcuffs. He undid the cuff from his wrist and placed Ziva's hands together in front of her, securing the cuffs to each wrist. Ziva was powerless to stop him as he stepped over her.

Ziva's back was turned away from Tony so she couldn't see if he was still out of it. She heard a scraping noise as the man pulled Tony to his feet and dragged him out of the apartment. Ziva lay still on the floor as she heard the front door of the apartment close with a bang; the man was gone, taking Tony with him.

Then she too blacked out from the pain of the electric shock, her eyelids closed shut as she plunged into darkness.

A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short but it was the perfect place to pause. Poor Tony and Ziva! What will happen to them? And where did Grace go? R&R! xxoo