After a bit of thinking and talking to SSAPrentis I have decided to make a sequel - well change what I had written before this to make it suit and more dramatic. But it will be one of those sequels that can stand alone so people don't have to read this one because it hasn't had a huge response. For the sequel to work, this was the part of the story that I had trouble writing, because it could have - and still could - go two ways. I haven't really made up my mind... completely.

The sequel will not be set in Israel - without giving much away - and the other characters of NCIS will be in it.

I'm not sure how much I like this chapter there's not much dialouge and I haven't really ever written anything like this so it might be a bit... and I'm nervous...

Sorry if the set out is a bit dodgy - I tried to fix it, but I might have missed some.

Disclaimer: Not Mine... aside from the plot :P

Ari twisted the door handle and swung the door open. He was surprised with the scene in front of him. Ezra was lying on the floor with blood seeping from the hole in his chest where the bullet had entered. Ziva had blood on her top, but it couldn't have been hers.

Ziva had trained the gun on him but once she realised who it was she lowered the gun. Aaron had moved forward and grabbed the gun that had been taken from Ziva earlier. Ziva looked close to tears. The other two men in the room were watching Ziva with watchful eyes. They didn't even look as if they were about to breathe.

Ziva wasn't watching the other two men, she was watching her brother. Watching as he tried to comfort her silently. One of the other two men pulled a knife from their pocket and went for Ziva. He cut her arm as she tried to get away but she let go of the gun she held in pain; she fell back as he cut her because of the surprise and force of the man. Before either Aaron or Ari registered what was happening; the man had stabbed Ziva as she kicked him away from her as he went for her again. This time he stabbed her in her left leg.

Aaron took the shot; shooting him in the side of the head. The last man stood there, with his hands in the air as he watched on in horror of what was taking place in front of him; he didn't dare move. Ari rushed forward as Aaron kept his gun on the last man. Aaron was surprised that Ziva hadn't made a noise. Thinking of it now, she had not once complained of anything other than being tired. He had a whole new respect for her, he had to admit; not even he would have been able to go through all she had and not make one sound of pain, or complain of anything.

Ari put pressure on her leg, where it was bleeding the most. She had silent tear running down her face and she didn't look at either of the men in the room. Aaron was searching the last standing man for weapons. When he was convinced that he was clean he told Ari, who proceeded to throw a ball of twine that he got from his backpack for Aaron to tie the guys hands together before running over to Ziva.

He sat at her head, trying to keep the growingly upset and panicky Ziva who looked as if she was about to go into shock.

"Ziva, it will be okay, but you need to remain calm," he said running his hand down her face and along her long hair. He examined her with his eyes and saw that she was still holding her hand to her arm. He moved her hand out the way and replaced it with his.

Ari was working at keeping the bleeding from her leg under control.

"Ari, how bad is it?" she choked out on the verge of sobbing.

"It's not too bad Ziva, but the more you keep panicking the faster your heart beats and the more you're going to bleed, so you need to take a few deep breaths and calm down," he told his little sister.

"Wash your hands with the water in the backpack and get he smaller bandage and wrap the cut on her arm in that," he ordered Aaron.

"Ziva, can you sit up?" he asked. She used her good arm and leg to push herself up against the wall.

Aaron returned a few moments later with blood free hands and the white bandage. He used some of the water to wash away the blood on Ziva's arm before wrapping the bandage around it. Once he was finished she immediately reached for the water bottle, Aaron gave her the water, and she quickly drank half the bottle, before handing it to back to him.

They shared a moment that made Ari feel like he was intruding on something. Aaron was trying to work out if she needed more water; when he pushed it back to her she hit his chest with the bottle and something changed in her eyes, telling him that she wasn't backing down. He took the bottle and took a drink.

As Ziva slowly calmed; her heart started to slow, making the bleeding slow as well. It hadn't stopped but it was slow enough to put the larger bandage around her leg and begin to get her out.

Both Ari and Aaron helped her to her feet and she placed her good arm around her brother's necks Aaron walked in front of them with Ari's bag.

He had his gun drawn and so did Ari. Ziva was limping beside Ari who was having trouble walking due to the slower pace that he had to keep.

Once again, gunshots rang as the got back to the office and Aaron fell to the floor. Ziva let out a small, startled yelp of shock and surprise. She felt her heart sink as he brother took a shot and hit the person who shot Aaron. He let Ziva down next to Aaron and the med student assessed the man lying on the floor. He was shot twice in the chest. He threw his phone at Ziva and she immediately rang the ambulance. She hurriedly spoke into the phone asking Ari where they were and what the situation was.

Once she hung up she turned and asked, "Is he going to be okay?"

Ari nodded after trying to read Aaron's eyes. They told him to protect her first, care for him second, "Yeah, Ziva, he will be fine," but something within home told him otherwise. There was too much blood.

Aaron was keeping a brave face but inside he was freaking out. He had just found a woman - yes, way younger than him, but he was well on his way to loving her. And now, with a blink of an eye it was slipping out of his reach. He concentrated on breathing in and out despite the sharp pain in his chest.

Ari checked the pulse in his neck, it was slowing down. He could hear the sirens of the police and the paramedics but he knew that they were too far away still.

Ziva knew within her heart what was happening. She didn't want to, but she knew, even if the emergency service reached them in time, he wouldn't survive. She leant forward ignoring her protesting leg, so her lips met his. She kissed him before moving her lips to his ear and whispering, "If it's too much; let go," before moving back to his lips.

Her tears rolled down her face uncontrollably as she looked over him, the tears rolling off her face and onto his.

The paramedics were the first to arrive. As soon as they reached Aaron Ari went to her; directing her to the second ambulance where the one paramedic was waiting for her, "Do not help me, help him!" she screamed emotionally. She didn't listen to the words of reassurance as he undone her bandages and cleaned them properly. She watched as they worked over Aaron; she knew it wasn't working.

"Okay, Ms David how does that feel?" the kind woman asked but received no answer, "We have to take you to the hospital to have your leg and arm stitched," she told Ziva. She nodded and Ari pulled gently on her arm. She took one last look at Aaron and stepped into the ambulance. As the doors closed reality hit her; that chapter of her life was closed, her first mission. She didn't succeed but she didn't fail. But she did win. She got out alive.

She didn't make she contact with anyone, but she heard her brother talking to her father, "Yeah, she is fine, a little shaken and a few cuts and bruises, but other than that fine... The person who had her was Abner Ezra, Ziva killed him... Kesher, he was shot and has been taken to hospital... Okay, Good bye,"

"He is not okay is he?" Ziva asked.

"No, Ziva, I don't think he is," Ari replied, "What did you tell him?"

Ziva looked away, "I could see it slipping. I told him to let go," she said as her bottom lip quivered and the tears began again. Ari moved and sat next to her, wrapping her in his arms, "It will all be okay. You weren't meant to get involved, it was a mission," He said.

"I had sex with him," She admitted against his shoulder.

He pulled her back a bit, protectiveness running through him, "Don't worry, it was mutual. I do not regret it," she told him.

"Ziva..." Ari started.

"Don't give me a lecture, I do not need it. Yes I was falling for him, when he found out I was using him he was angry with me and walked away. That was the night I was taken. Then when he was with me again we said that we would try again. No secrets, no lies, just us. He is a lot older than me but it didn't matter," She said.

Ari didn't say anything, he just held his sister as she the tears turned into hysterical sobbing. She hadn't just lost her boyfriend, she had killed someone.

He would address that later, right now she needed comfort from her brother about the man that was shot, potentially trying to save her.

Note to au2weosu: Please don't hate me! I can tell from your reviews that you like him.

Okay, basically its up to you. I have two possibilities now - after thinking it through over night. So the question to you is whether you want him to live or die. I have planned it with one way but the second way I'm thinking of could just as well work... Up to you :D

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