Chapter Three: Lev

Ziva's P.O.V

I woke up my whole body aching. My head pounded and my throat was burning. I looked around me, I was surrounded by a shroud of darkness. What had happened? I wondered as I got up to stand. My ankles hurt and I knew someone more than likely had tied them together.

"Hello?" My voice was hoarse, my throat on fire.

"Ahh Ziva. You have awoken yes?" I recognized that voice. Who was it? I knew who it was. I just could not think of who.

"Yes. Who are you? Where am I? Take me home. Please." My throat ached.

"I will go get you some water." He was avoiding my questions.

I groaned as I listening to the tapping of his shoes as he walked out of the room. Then I got up to my full height and felt along the wall. I had to get the light on. When my fingers found the switch, I flipped it. Bad idea. My eyes burned from the bright light.

"I see you have found the light switch." He laughed harshly. Then he held out a glass of water to me.

I took it and drank some gratefully. It soothed my throat and healed the burning. "Where am I?" I whispered, my voice was still hoarse.

"Somewhere." He smirked. He watched me with his beady eyes. That's when I realized who he was.

"Lev! That is who you are!" I shouted triumphantly.

"Shush." He smirked once more. "It is remarkable you still remember me Ziva. Considering you have almost forgotten all of your training."

I remembered where I knew him from. When my father was wanting me trained, Lev was training too. But he had double crossed my father, so my father exiled him. Since my father was a very influential man, he had created a world in Israel and here, in America where it would be hard to get a job. He had made it where Lev could not return back to Israel.

"What is this about? Who are you trying to get back at?" I asked. I glared at this man. I had to find out what was going on while I waited for Gibbs and the team to find me. "My father? Or Vance?"

Lev's glare hardened. He slapped me across the face with so much force I fell.

The glass I held dropped ahead of me and shattered. I fell shortly after. My first reaction was to put my hand out to protect my body. My wrist came in contact with the hard floor and I felt a sharp pain as it hit. I had probably broken it. Shattered glass dug into my legs as I fell onto it. I bit my lip to hid the pain. "Lev, what are you doing?"

"Shut up!" He hit me harder. This time, I knew it'd be a bruise. He sauntered out of the room. The sharp click, click, click announced his frustration in me. A few moments after he returned and threw my phone at me. "Call your friend Gibbs."

I grabbed my phone, "what do you want me to say?"

"Tell him, his time is shortened. That he has one day. If you say anything else," he got a gun out and held it to my head taking the safety off.

I nodded and called Gibbs off the speed dial. Number two. I waited patiently as it rang. I knew what was going on. Gibbs was probably seeing it was me, telling McGee to trace it and find me.

"Zivers, you okay? Where are you?" Gibbs asked quickly.

It broke my heart I could not answer his questions. "He says your time is shorter Gibbs."

"Ziver, what's going on? Who's he? Hang on McGee's tracing you now."

"You only got a day Gibbs." I whispered. I could feel the tears begin to surface. "I have to go."

"Ziva no! Don't hang up. Hang on. McGee's almost there." Gibbs' voice was urgent. He was pleading me not to hang up. But I had to.

"I'm sorry. Please hurry." I hung up and set my phone beside me. Tears ran down my face and I buried my face in my hands. I didn't care that I had been broken. I wanted my family. My NCIS family. I wanted to be safe in the bullpen surrounded by my family.

Lev grabbed my phone and left. I was alone and honestly, I did not care. I wanted to be alone. He had made me call Gibbs on purpose knowing it'd break me apart. I'd give anything to have my team.

Regular P.O.V.

"McGee." Gibbs looked over at Tim's desk as he tried to get the coordinates back.

"I-I-" Tim groaned and slammed his head on the keyboard in frustration, "I'm sorry boss. I lost it."

Gibbs groaned, "get on it. I'll go let Vance know. DiNozzo, help McGee." He barked the orders as he swiftly left the bullpen and went up the stairs two by two.

"Agent Gibbs, he's-" Gibbs didn't hear what Vance's secretary had to say because he stormed into Vance's office.

"Vance," Gibbs noticed Eli was in the room too, "Director Eli."

Vance and Eli both looked at Gibbs.

"Shalom Gibbs." Eli nodded.

Vance looked at Gibbs, "what news you got for me Gibbs?"

"Ziva called." He glanced at Eli.

"I know Agent Gibbs. How is my daughter?"

"She said he changed the time." Gibbs could almost feel the fear creep into his throat. Quickly he swallowed it, "we have less than 24 hours."

Vance sighed. "See what Ms. Scuito has. Eli, do you have anyone who can help?"

Eli shook his head, "I wish I could. But my men are not trackers like yours." He looked at Gibbs, "Agent Gibbs, please. Find my daughter and save her."

Gibbs looked at Eli, "as if you've ever been a father to her." He stormed out of the office and when to Abby's lab.

"Abs, what you got?"

"Gibbs," Abby's voice was broken. She had been crying, "He's good. I cant find anything!" She took a deep breath before looking at him, "I check her blankets and pillow, nothing. Then I checked the fingerprints. All Ziva's."

Gibbs nodded, "the note?"

"Nothing."

"Check if it's a popular paper. Or if the penmanship matches anyone's."

Abby's eyes lit up, "you're right! I'll get on that Gibbs."

Gibbs hugged Abby close, "just help me Abs. We don't have much time anymore. We got until tomorrow."

Abby nodded, "I'll do it Gibbs. We'll find her."

Gibbs nodded, "good. It's what I like to hear. I'll bring you a Caf-Pow! when I come back." He kissed the Goth's black hair then swiftly left. He went to Autopsy, "Ducky, can you help Abby?"

"Well Jethro, it isn't in my expertise but I certainly will help our dear Abby." Ducky stood. He looked at Gibbs, "we will find her."

Gibbs nodded, "I know Duck. I'm just nervous."

Ducky looked at his old friend closely. "Jethro, no need to worry. Ziva will be safe when we find her."

Gibbs smiled half heartedly to his friend. "I don't doubt it. Thank you Duck." He went back up to the bullpen. "McGee, DiNozzo."

"Nothing boss." Tony sighed. "Her phone was turned off so we weren't able to track it that way."

Gibbs sighed, "hopefully Abby has something here soon. Good job though." He left the bullpen to get more coffee and a Caf-Pow! The stress was beginning to wear down the fearless leader.

A/N:So sorry this took so long! I had 5 pages on Microsoft Word Processor and then my computer crashed before I saved. So I had to re-type it but my mom rarely let me on the computer. I hope you enjoy this. I will update soon!