Another shorter chapter, I don't know why I just can't make chapters flow out easily right now. But there also isn't too much you can do with a thirty second fight sequence so… anyway, I hope you enjoy what is here!
Seventeen
Ziva took a deep breath before she turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. She made sure to keep her muscles tightened as she walked, making herself quieter. She stepped into the house and raised her gun as she walked toward the living room slowly.
Clemens turned around and sprung to his feet.
"Who the hell are you?!" He asked.
"NCIS. Put your hands on your head and get down on your knees." Ziva growled through clenched teeth.
Clemens looked sideways before he turned and bolted. Ziva heard the back-door slam behind him. She lowered her weapon and ran after him, determined to not let him get too far.
Ziva pushed through the back door and jumped the three steps to the ground and took off through the woods after Clemens.
She became aware of her surroundings quickly. She felt the ground against her feet as she sprinted through the woods and looked down just in time to avoid tripping over a tree root. She looked back up to find Clemens, but she didn't see him anywhere.
She stopped running and raised her gun. She forced herself to catch her breath as she moved through the woods quietly, surveying her surroundings. She couldn't see him in front of her. She turned right – nothing. She turned left – more nothing. She turned back the way she came – still nothing.
She heard leaves rustling on the ground behind her and she spun on her heel. Before she could see what was in front of her Clemens grabbed one of her hands and pushed her gun out of the other. The weapon fell to the ground and he kicked it away.
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Gibbs slammed on the breaks outside of the grey mobile home. He and McGee jumped out of the car and ran toward the house, guns raised.
McGee stepped into the kitchen and Gibbs turned down the hallway to check the bedroom.
"It's clear McGee!" Gibbs called.
"Boss I think they went out the back!" McGee yelled back at him.
Gibbs came around the corner and looked at the broken back door.
"Which one do you think did that?" McGee asked.
"I'll give you one guess. Let's go." Gibbs said, ushering McGee out the door.
They ran about a hundred yards before McGee stopped. "You hear that?" He asked.
Gibbs nodded. "That way." He said, pointing toward the noise that could only be people fighting.
They took off running toward the sounds.
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Ziva hit the hand that was gripping hers with her knuckles. She grabbed his hand and pulled it off of her arm.
Clemens twisted out of her grip and stood up straight. She watched him as he looked over her body quickly, looking for a place to hit. He threw a hook punch at her head and Ziva stepped in on him, driving her hands up, digging her knuckles into his bicep.
She grabbed the hand he punched with and pulled it down as she back-fisted his cheek.
He pulled her closer and kneed her in the stomach.
Ziva hit the ground hard, gasping for air. She scanned the ground for her gun quickly. She couldn't reach it. She forced herself to take a deep breath and stood up.
Clemens threw a punch and Ziva knocked his hand away. She stepped into him and punched his throat. He gasped and Ziva grabbed his shirt and pushed him into a tree before she kneed him in the groin and he fell to the ground.
She grabbed her gun off the ground before Clemens had the chance to catch his breath.
"Do not move. I have no problem shooting you." Ziva told him firmly.
She looked up when she heard footsteps and saw Gibbs and McGee running toward her.
"Can I borrow your handcuffs, McGee?" Ziva asked.
McGee chuckled and tossed her the handcuffs. "Shouldn't have run." He told Clemens.
Ziva holstered her weapon and bent down beside Clemens. She pulled his arms behind his back and made sure to kneel on him, in the same spot that he knelt on Tony.
Clemens struggled a bit and Ziva held him face down firmly. "You cannot take your own medicine?" She asked, digging her knee into his back once more.
She pulled him to his feet roughly.
"Max Clemens, you are under arrest for the rape of Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law. You have the right for an attorney to be present while you are being questioned, and if you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you at your request by the state." Ziva told him. "Do you understand these rights as I have read them to you?" She asked.
Clemens nodded. "I got it."
"With these rights in mind, do you wish to speak to an attorney?" She asked, tightening her grip on his arm.
"No."
"Move." Ziva said shortly.
She pushed him to start walking, never loosening her grip on him.
McGee holstered his weapon and looked up at Gibbs, who shrugged.
"I told you so." Gibbs said as he turned to follow Ziva back to the cars.