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Ziva looked out the window in the NCIS building. The sun was slowly moving behind one of the skyscrapers in the horizon. The sky was turning a pinkish bluish, announcing to the world that it's almost sundown. The air was getting cooler, and Ziva worried. It has been almost half a day, and they still haven't found any evidence of where Jacob has Tony and Aaron. Ziva heavy sighed, taking the days events in. She wished she had a different life. She wished that Jacob never came into her life. She wished that her and Tony could take care of Aaron in a nice home. She wished her father never trained her to become an assassin. She wished that her mother, her sister, and her many aunts were alive to help her through. She knew that those wishes would never come true, unless Jacob left and she could turn back the clocks. Ziva helplessly gave up her wishes.

McGee sat at his desk, typing stuff on to the computer. There was nothing that he could do to help this case except stare numbly at the telephone, hoping that someone would call in, saying they saw a black van, with tinted windows, with a license plate of 6100ZS. He couldn't help but feel bad for Ziva. What she had to go through. The abuse she had to put up with. Knowing her son was being hurt by Jacob, and not being able to do anything. He stopped typing on his computer, and leaned back in his chair, rubbing his face in anger and frustration. McGee hopped out of his chair, and walked towards the elevator. When he passed Ziva, he put a comforting hand on her shoulder. Ziva just stood there doing nothing.

"I'll be with Abby." McGee said, leaving and heading down to the panicked forensic scientist.

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Abby sat in her lab, with Bert in her lap. She was looking at the computer, waiting for the facial recognition for Jacob, to come up with some results. She heard the elevator ding, and thought that Gibbs had arrived.

"Gibbs, go away, I don't have anything." Abby said. She was in no mood to be happy. Tony and Aaron where missing, the Caff-Pow machine was broken, and she had left her studded collar at home. Today was not a good day for Abby. Abby impatiently tapped on the table, growing agitated at the lack of results.

"Abby, it's not Gibbs." McGee said walking into the lab.

"Well, I don't have anything, so go away… unless you have a Caff-Pow." Abby demanded, still looking at the computer.

"Abs, the machine is broken." McGee said, walking up to her. He put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "And I need someone to help me with Ziva. It's kind of awakward upstairs. You know, with Gibbs being Gibbs, and Ziva, being well, not Ziva" McGee complained. Abby abruptly stood up out of her chair and turned towards McGee.

"Don't come downstairs and bug me than McGee. I have some people finding to do. Just let Ziva be ok. You'll be fine, now GO!" Abby demanded.

"Ok, now you're being un-Abby" McGee stated. That statement seemed to throw Abby over the edge. She ran towards McGee, in her worriedly way, and wrapped her arms around him.

"Tell me they'll be ok." Abby cried into his shoulder. McGee just wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I can't tell you that. But I don't think that Gibbs would let anyone kill Tony, Gibbs would be the one to kill him." McGee joked, trying to relieve the worry in the room.

"McGee, don't say that about Gibbs, he's the nicest man ever." Abby said, slapping the back of his head with her hand, and then putting her arm back around her neck.

"Yeah, he's nice, to you and Ducky. Not to Tony and I." McGee stated.

"Well, sometimes he gets mad at me. When I don't have anything to give him… kind of like right now." Abby said. "Tell me we'll find them." Abby said, returning back to 'serious' mode.

"We will Abby, once we find something. McGee, we got a hit on the BOLO. Let's go" Gibbs said, from no where. Abby and McGee broke apart. They looked around and didn't see Gibbs, and didn't hear the elevator. Abby turned to McGee.

"I hate it when he uses the stairs." She complained. McGee just nodded, kissed Abby on the cheek, and ran out to follow Gibbs.

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Tony felt pain searing through his whole body as he felt the blackness leave him. He cautiously opened his eyes, afraid of seeing some mad man kicking him senselessly. To his surprise, he saw nothing, just a small room, dimly lit by a small light bulb. Tony looked in the other corner, and saw what looked to be a body, just laying there. He wondered if it was his kidnapper, but then he realized the body was small.

'There's no way I was kidnapped by a midget, unless I'm in a movie' Tony thought to himself. It seemed as a sudden wave of remembrance came over him. 'Aaron' Tony thought, again to himself. Tony sat up carefully, feeling the pain in his ribs.

"Ok, not to fast." He told himself. He slowed down, and more cautiously stood up. Once he stood up, he winced in pain. He pain subsided, as he remembered that his son, no his and Ziva's son, might need help. He limped over to Aaron, and lowered himself back towards the ground. Tony looked for signs of life in Aaron. He realized that Aaron had blacked out. Tony rolled him over, so he was on his back, and looked for a pulse. Once he found one, he let out a small sigh of relief. Tony went and leaned against the wall, with his legs in an outstretched position, next to Aaron. Tony lifted his up, but grunted when the pain went through his ribs. He sat Aaron on his lap, so Aaron was leaning up against his chest. Tony started patting the boys' hair. He sat back and hoped that someone would find them before it's too late.

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Tony seemed to wake up again, with an uncomfortable weight on his body. He looked down and saw Aaron still lying there, but he started moving. Aaron mumbled out something, that didn't sound English, or Hebrew.

"Hey Buddy, how you feeling." Tony asked, patting his hair again.

"Toey, my head hurts." Aaron complained weakly.

"I know buddy. Mommy will find us soon. I promise." Tony told Aaron. He then had a strong smell of something. He sniffed the air, and smelled smoke.

"Another nail into the shoe of my day." Tony said, repeating the line he said to Ziva when they where stuck in the box. Tony stood up, picking Aaron up with him. Tony shouted out in pain, but adrenaline hit him, as he realized that the house might be on fire. Aaron laid in Tony's arms with his head in Tony's elbow, and his head against his chest. Aaron's feet where near Tony's other elbow, and one was hanging loosely to one side, as Aaron fell back into the darkness. Tony limped over to the stairs, and tried to open the door. When he touched the doorknob, he pulled his hand back and sighed in pain. The doorknob was hot, which most likely meant that there was fire on the other side.

"Daddy, I dizzy" Aaron complained. Coming conscious again.

"Ok Buddy. I'll take care of you. Just stay awake." Tony said, realizing that their son might have a head injury.

"Too tired Daddy. Head hurts too much." Aaron said. Tony finally realized that Aaron called him Daddy. He pushed that thought to the side, as he realized that Aaron was delusional.

"I know Buddy. Stay awake for me. Think of something happy. Think of me or Mommy." Tony said, trying to figure out how to open the door, with out hurting himself or Aaron.

"I love you Daddy." Aaron said, before falling unconscious again. Tony gritted his teeth together, having another wave of adrenaline hitting him. Tony listened for a second, and heard sirens in the background.

"Thank you God!" Tony said looking up. A thought that the firefighters might not look in the basement, if they are fighting the fire upstairs. He tried kicking the door open. The door didn't move, and Tony almost fell backwards down the stairs. He set his footing right, and kicked the door again, and again, and again. Until it finally shot open. Tony stepped up the last stair, with Aaron still in his arms. He was fronted with a blazing fire in his face. He started coughing as he breathed in the black smoke. He heard the sirens getting closer, and breathed another sigh of relief. He tried to make his way around the fire, but there was no way of getting out. He looked around, and saw a sink, and a table cloth right next to the sink. He made his way towards the kitchen, which there was less fire there. He made his way towards the sink, and took the cloth, and ran it under the water with one hand, the other holding Aaron. He squeezed the excess water out, and placed the cloth over Aaron's mouth, making sure he didn't cover his nose, so he could still breathe. Tony heard the sirens even closer, and saw that the fire engines where parked right outside. Tony went back, and sat in a corner, as the fireman knocked the door in. The brought in the hose, and started working on the blaze in front of them. One of the men noticed Tony in the corner, and walked up to them.

"Sir, you have to get out of here." The man said. "Are you Agent DiNozzo?" He asked again, Tony coughed, and then nodded. "Alright, we have your people here, right outside." He said, guiding Tony outside. Once he got outside, 2 paramedics ran up to him.

"How is he?" The female one asked, her name was Mary.

"In and out of… consciousness, his head… hurts, and he's very tired." Tony answered.

"It may be a concussion, needs medical attention." The other one said, leading them to an ambulance. The other paramedic was named Tom.

Tom took Aaron from Tony's arms, and strapped an oxygen mask on his face. They laid him on a stretcher, and put him in the back of the ambulance. Tony tried to get in, but Mary held him back.

"That's my son." Tony said, coughing.

"Sir, you need some oxygen, and he needs some medical attention. You can go with him after. We are taking him to Brown University Hospital." Mary said, putting her hand on Tony's chest.

"No. Bring him… to Bethesda. He's my… son." Tony demanded, taking a break so he could cough and catch his breath. "I need to go with him." Tony demanded.

"Sir please. When we get there, he will be rushed to emergency. You won't be able to come in with him. Go get checked out, and you can come see him." Mary said. "We need to devote our attention to him, and if you're here, we have to watch over you too. So please go with another paramedic." Mary said, pointing to the approaching man, who's name was Peter.

"Take care of him." Tony said. Mary nodded, then climbed into the ambulance. The ambulance took off, as Peter reached him.

"Your son is going to be fine Sir. My name's Peter, we need to get you some oxygen." Peter said, leading him towards another ambulance. Tony started coughing again. He continued walking, but then looked up. He saw a crowd, maybe 50 feet away from him. They where held back by yellow-caution tape. That's when he noticed Ziva standing there, with her hands over her mouth. She was clearly crying, which want normal for her, and Gibbs had his hand around her shoulders. McGee was standing there, along with Ducky and Palmer, who also looked grim. He started walking faster towards the crowd, away from Peter. Ziva noticed Tony walking towards her, and she quickly bent under the yellow tape, and started running towards Tony. Tony started limping faster, he couldn't run, for the pain it would cause him. He heard Peter advising him to come to the ambulance he just limped past. His mind was on Ziva, who was now 10 feet away from him. Tony stopped walking, and opened up his arms, awaiting for her to jump in to them. Ziva finally approached him, and jumped into his awaiting arms. Tony stumbled back, and then grunted in pain. He ignored the pain, as he wrapped both of his arms around Ziva's midsection. Ziva wrapped her arms around his neck. Tony could feel a wet spot forming on his shirt, as silent tears from Ziva landed on his shirt.

"I'm sorry Ziva." Tony said. Ziva pulled back a little bit, just enough to look in his eyes.

"Where is Aaron?" Ziva asked, ignoring Tony's statement. Tony took this time to catch his breath, and to cough. He turned his head, so he wouldn't cough in Ziva's face.

"They took him… to the hospital. I don't know what happened… though. I just remember… waking up, and seeing Aaron, then Jacob was kicking …me and I blacked out." Tony blurted out. He had to steady his breathing again. "They wouldn't let me go with him. He told me he loved me." Tony said looking down. He felt as if he let Ziva down, if he had let his son down. Ziva just pulled Tony closer again.

"Is he going to be ok?" Ziva asked, worrying.

"They took him to… Bethesda. He… was. unconscious." Tony said coughing again.

"Sir, we need to get you to the hospital." Peter said. Ziva reluctantly let go of Tony, as they made their way towards the ambulance. Ziva tried to get in and Peter stopped her. Tony backed her up.

"She's an assassin… she can… kill you… 18 different ways… with a paperclip… Her son and her partner… just got kidnapped… and her son… maybe in… danger… I suggest that … you let her in…" Tony said. Peter moved out of the way, and Ziva hopped in. Peter put an oxygen mask on Tony, who was now laying on the stretcher. Peter shut the doors, and signaled for the ambulance to take off. Ziva grabbed Tony's hand, and squeezed. Tony squeezed back. They stayed holding hands until they got to the hospital, and the nurse made Ziva stay in the waiting room.

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Three hours later, Tony walked out of the Emergency Room, and saw Ziva sitting in the waiting room. Ziva looked up at Tony and saw that his face was covered with bruises, and he had ice on his face. He had and ace wrap around his ribs. Tony carefully sat down in the chair. Ziva just looked at him funny.

"What are you doing?" She asked, her voice was very serious. Her eyes were puffy from the crying she had been doing.

"Waiting for news on my son." He said. "Where is everybody else?" He asked, not noticing the look that she was giving him.

"They are collecting evidence from the house. Jacob has ran away again. Tony, what did the doctor say?" Ziva asked.

"Three broken ribs, desk work for three weeks. The usual." Tony said, taking Ziva's hand in his. "Aaron, will be fine." Tony assured. Ziva slightly smiled at him and then out her other hand on top of hers and Tony's conjoined hands.

"Family for Aaron David?" A doctor asked. He was tall, with dark hair, and skin. Ziva let go of Tony' s hands, and helped him stand up. Tony grabbed one of Ziva's hands and squeezed.

"We are the parents." Ziva said. The doctor walked up to them, and went to shake his hand. He realized that Ziva was holding Tony's hand with her right hand, so he switched hands. He did the same for Tony.

"I'm Dr. Balboni, I'm assigned to Aaron's case. And I'm sorry to say…

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Oooo… that was mean of me… well review, and tomorrow, you will see a new chapter.