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Chapter 2

Ziva was being held roughly, her hands pinned behind her back, with a gag in her mouth. The person holding her was a young man who had crazy eyes, darting all over the room and back, with light brown, almost blonde, hair that was so messed up it stuck up in basically all directions.

The man licked his lips and said, "You didn't lie when you said he'd come and find you…" he said into Ziva's ear.

Ziva shivered a bit and visibly gulped.

Tony inched closer, and the man suddenly pulled out a gun and put it against Ziva's temple, "One inch closer, and I swear to God, I'll shoot her."

Tony put his hands up, silently saying that he'd stay put, right where he was.

The man smiled sickly, "Now be a good boy… and put the gun to the ground, gently, and kick it over to me and gorgeous over here."

Ziva growled through the gag at the man.

Tony slowly bent down and put his gun on the ground, his green eyes looking up and locking with Ziva's brown ones. Ziva was obviously protesting at Tony's actions, struggling more against her captor, and attempting to talk through the gag in her mouth.

Tony then kicked the gun across the room to the man, who quickly snapped down to the ground to pick it up.

Big mistake.

As soon as he bent over, Ziva brought her knee up, kneeing the man in his gut. He let out an 'oof' while all the air rushed out of his lungs from the impact. His hands left where he was restraining Ziva to clutch his injured stomach.

Big mistake number two.

Ziva easily grabbed the gun that was once against her temple from the man's fingers, which weren't holding the gun very tightly in the first place. Ziva lifted the gun, about the strike the man with the butt of the gun, when the sound of two gunshots stopped her in her tracks.

Tony's gun in the man's hands, he smiled as he, and Ziva, both watched as Tony slowly fell to his knees before collapsing to the ground. His once light blue shirt was now growing a new bright red color. Shock passed over all of Tony's features as he remained on the ground.

The man's sick smile quickly fell away as Ziva was able to move again, and slammed the butt of the gun to the man's temple. The man's eyes rolled behind his head as he fell to the ground, unconscious.

Ziva would've killed him, if it wasn't for her immense worry for Tony, and the fact that she wanted the man to suffer for what he had done to Tony. Death would only give him freedom, which he didn't deserve.

Ziva jumped back up and more or less dove towards Tony's fallen body. He is hurt, not dying. He is only hurt, not dying. Ziva repeated over and over in her head as she took off her light jacket and put it against Tony's chest and pressed as an attempt to stop the bleeding, which continue growing bigger and bigger.

Ziva looked down, noticing Tony's vibrant green eyes looking at her intently.

"Hey, Tony," she said softly, putting her hand on his cheek and caressing it with her thumb.

Tony leaned into Ziva's touch slightly, "Hey… Zee-vah," Tony's voice was just above a whisper, he was having obvious trouble speaking.

"Shh, Tony, do not speak," she told him as she took her hand was from his cheek, and putting more pressure on his chest wound, as the blood started to seep through her jacket.

Ziva got out her phone, quickly hitting speed dial one, Gibbs.

He answered on the first ring.

"Gibbs."

Ziva heard his gruff voice and tensed up, "Gibbs- Gibbs," Ziva sighed and took a breath, "Tony has been injured."

Gibbs paused, "Where are you?"

Ziva gave him the address and Gibbs hung up after she had given him the information. Ziva sighed and closed her phone, not bothering to put it back in her pocket, but throwing it to the ground next to her.

She looked back at Tony, who seemed to be having issues staying awake. He is bleeding way too much… Ziva thought to herself, but put on a fake smile for Tony's sake.

Tony attempted to laugh softly, "You're… not a v-very…good act-actress, Zee," Tony told her.

Ziva gave him another small smile, "No, I suppose not. Do not speak."

"I… I guess… that this 500 d-dollar… shirt i-is… kind o-of… ruined, huh?" Tony attempted to smile, but it turned into a grimace as Ziva put on more pressure. He attempted to hold back a groan but quickly failed.

"I am sorry, Tony," Ziva told him, looking at him apologetically.

His green eyes were now in little slits, "No-no… problem, Zee," Tony said.

Ziva heard the front door burst open and Gibbs call out, "Ziva?"

"In here, Gibbs!" She called back.

Tony's eyes slid shut.

"No," Ziva said, determined to make Tony stay awake. She light slapped his cheek, where her hand was caressing only minutes ago. His eyes opened a little sliver and he gave her a small smile.

Gibbs and McGee both ran into the room they heard Ziva's voice come from. Gibbs first saw Tony's prone form on the ground and Ziva leaning over him, staring intently. Gibbs basically leaped to Tony and Ziva, while McGee stood as still as a statue, staring at the growing pool of blood beneath Tony.

Gibbs looked at his surroundings, seeing the unconscious man. He had a good idea about who he was, "McGee! Call an ambulance and cuff him!"

McGee continued his imitation of a statue.

"McGee!" Gibbs yelled louder at him. McGee snapped out of it, "I- uh- sure, Boss," he stuttered and quickly went and cuffed the unconscious man, then pulling out his cell phone he quickly dialed 9-1-1.

"Hey… Boss…" Tony said through shallow, shuddering breaths.

"Hey, DiNozzo," Gibbs replied, taking off his own jacket and placing it on Tony's now shivering body.

Seeing blood still leaking from Tony's chest, he yelled, "Damn it!" and put more pressure on Tony's chest. Ziva took away her hands, which were covered in his blood.

Tony's eyes were drooping more and more closed.

"DiNozzo!"

Tony's eyes opened a bit, "I'm… real-really," he coughed harshly, "…t-tired, B-Boss…"

"Just try to stay awake, Tony," Gibbs told him softly. Worry was obvious in his voice.

Tony's eyes continued to drift close, "… S-sorry… Boss…" he whispered, the s's at the end drawing out.

"You-you… know… I-I th-think…I've se-seen a… movie… l-like thi-this… before… Zee… vah…"

Ziva shook her head at him, remembering the words she said to him a while ago.

The slits of his eyes became glassy, "… Kate… really… l-looks… b-beautiful… Boss…"

Tony's eyes slipped shut.

AN: And… SCENE. Well that's the end of Chapter 2. I'm cruel, I know. But… I love Tony, so… keep that in mind for the rest of the fic, okay? XD

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~ Goddess of the Flock (Jamie)