A/N: Sorry for the wait. I hope this reaches standards!

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Tony ran his hands threw his hair. He was frustrated. He was pissed. He was tired. He glanced over at Ziva, the poor woman looked like she was about to burst into tears. The evidence bag containing the piece of paper hung loosely in her hands. He walked over and put a hand on her back.

"We'll find her." Her sad eyes locked with his and at that moment, Tony wished harder than he had ever wished in his life, that those words were the truth.

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"There was definitely someone here." Agent Tyler said as he bagged the rope. "Hopefully we'll be able to get DNA off of this to confirm that it was the girl." Gibbs nodded, his main focus, however, was on the two of his agents that were currently going through the most hell. "I understand that this is personal?" Tyler asked hesitantly and Gibbs nodded again.

"The missing girl is one of my agents' daughter." He motioned over to Ziva.

"David? I didn't know she had a kid."

Gibbs wiped his brow. "Neither did I." He turned his full attention back to Tyler. "Get those back to Abby ASAP." Tyler nodded and quickly made his way out of the warehouse.

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"You got something Abs?" Gibbs asked as he, McGee, Tony and Ziva entered Abby's lab later that day.

"Yeah." The hair and skin pulled of the ductape matched Sam's DNA." She sent an apologetic look to the group. "I matched the fingerprints from the warehouse to the fingerprints from inside the car. We're dealing with the same sicko. Also," Abby continued as they all turned to leave, "the piece of paper that Ziva found? It's a phone number that belongs to a cell phone that belongs to Isaac Coleman." She held out the evidence bag and Ziva took it. "I thought that since it's Ziva's daughter Ziva should call?" She suggested and Gibbs nodded.

"Go ahead Ziva."

She nodded and reached into her pocket, pulling out her phone.

"Abs, maybe you should trace it?" Tony suggested and Abby quickly made her way over to stand in front of her computer.

Ziva punched the numbers into her phone, put it on speaker and set it on the table that was in the middle of the lab.

"Hello?" The voice on the other end greeted.

"Who is this?" Ziva demanded, not in the mood for manners.

"Ah, Ziva. It is about time that you called."

"Who are you?" She demanded again and the voice laughed.

"I am hurt that you do not remember me! We used to be so close! Oh! Before I forget, tell your little friend to stop the trace."

"Why?" Ziva stalled and then she heard the sound of a gun being cocked.

"Why you asked? Because if you value your beautiful daughter's life, you will do what I say!" The voice went from calm to crazed in record time and Ziva reluctantly motioned for Abby to stop the trace.

"We are not tracing your whereabouts any longer."

"Good. Now on to business." The voice cleared its throat. "Unfortunatly I am not just going to give Samantha back to you. I need something in return."

Ziva glanced at Gibbs and Tony. "What do you want?"

"You." The lab was silent for a moment before the voice spoke again. "I will give you some time to think it over. Would you like to talk to Samantha?" Ziva could almost hear the smirk in the man's voice.

"Yes." Ziva whispered and then she could hear the phone being given to her daughter.

"Mommy!" Sam cried and Ziva felt tears form in her eyes.

"Sam!" She cried. "Are you alright? Did he hurt you?"

"No, I'm fine." There was silence for a moment. "I'm so scared Mommy!" Ziva could hear Sam start to sob.

"I know Sammy, I know. But you have to stay brave, ok? Stay brave for me? Ok? I promise, you will be safe soon." She wiped at a tear that had managed to make its way down her face.

"I'll try."

"Good." Ziva took a shaky breath. "I love you so much. You know that, yes?"

"Yeah. I know. I love you too Mommy." Ziva heard the phone switch hands again.

"That's an awfully big promise to make Ziva." The voice scolded. "You should not make promises that you are not sure you can keep."

"I intended to keep that promise and this one as well. As soon as I find you, I will kill you." She hissed and the man chuckled.

"Now, now. Is that the way to treat the man that is holding your daughter at gun point? My finger could slip on the trigger and put a bullet through her pretty little head."

"You would not dare!" Ziva yelled and a gunshot went off followed by a scream.

"You are right, I will not shoot anyone. Yet. I will call back in 15 minutes. You better pick up the phone." And with that final threat, the man hung up.

The lab was silent for a minute before Ziva spoke. "I am going to do it."

"Are you crazy?" Tony asked, fear for his fiancés life was etched on his face.

"She is my daughter Tony, it is my job to protect her!" Ziva was crying now.

"Ziva, my office." Gibbs said gently and the woman nodded. The two began to walk out into the hallway, but were quickly aware of a third person following them. "DiNozzo." Gibbs said sharply, but Tony had other plans.

"Gibbs, Ziva's my fiancée and Sam is practically my child. I would like to be involved in any decision making that could potentially affect this family." Tony prepared himself for the head slap that was surely to come, but all that happened was Gibbs' eyes softened.

"Alright." Tony was slightly shocked at this one worded answer, but quickly stepped into the elevator behind his boss and fiancée. When the box started to move, Gibbs flipped the switch. "What do you think Ziva?"

Ziva took a deep shaky breath before speaking. "I think that I need to do what he says." Gibbs nodded.

"Me too." He ran a hand through his hair and down his tired face. "When he calls back, tell him that you'll do whatever it is that he wants you to do, but in return, Sam gets to go free." Ziva nodded.

"Wait a minute. That's it? You're going to sacrifice yourself?" Tony yelled and Ziva whipped around to face him.

"She is my daughter! I will do whatever I can to keep her safe!" She swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat. "I love you Tony, but before we started dating, I made a list of the most important things in my life. Priorities, if you will. Sam is number one, you are number two, NCIS is three and I am four. I have to follow that list! I promised myself that I would follow that list!" She was sobbing now, so Tony pulled her against his chest.

"You aren't even making sense now Ziva." He whispered, stroking her hair. They stood there in each other's arms until they both lost track of time. Ziva finally stepped back and wiped her eyes.

"I have to do this, do you understand?"

Tony shook his head. "No, I don't. There has to be another way!" He thought for a moment. "We can have teams follow you, or we can have you wear a GPS device! There has to be something!" He was getting frantic now.

"Tony…" Ziva began, shaking her head sadly.

"No!" He yelled. "I don't want to loose you!"

She put a hand gently on his cheek, at a loss of what to say. "I am sorry."

"Boss!" Tony turned to Gibbs. "Boss, tell her that she doesn't have to go! Tell her there's another way! Please!"

It broke Gibbs' heart slightly at how his senior field agent was behaving, but he knew that if Ziva's mind was made up, it was made up.

Ziva turned to him. "Gibbs, if you had a chance to go back in time and save Kelly, would you take it?" Ziva had fresh tears in her eyes.

Gibbs' breath caught in his throat as he remembered his dead daughter. Images of Halloween and quality father daughter time flashed through the marine's head, and slowly, he nodded. "Yeah, I would." Gibbs felt tears prickling at the back of his eyelids and quickly blinked them back.

Ziva turned back to Tony. "I have already lost one daughter, I will not lose another." She made to flip the elevator switch when her phone rang. She reached into her pocket and pulled it out, flipping it open as she brought it up to her ear. "Yes?"

"I am glad you answered! Now, what have you decided?"

Ziva glanced at Gibbs and then to Tony. "It is a deal."

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A/N: I whipped this up this morning because I couldn't sleep. Also, the paragraph with the 'list', I made that up ages ago, wanting to put it in somewhere...I don't even know now! But I wanted to put it in somewhere, but I forgot. So I figured that it might fit here, but I don't really think it does! Oops! Thanks for reading! Please review! My evil kitty mauled me and I have a HUGE scratch on my wrist and palm. It hurts. :-( Also, I plugged my iPod into the computer, and it erased everything off of it. This would make it the…3rd time. I'm not too happy… Reviews make me happy though! If you wanna make me happy, REVIEW!