Strange Happenings

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Chapter Seven - I Am Here

It was Gibb's calling Tony's mobile. He requested that Tony joined him in MTAC immediately. By the time Tony had got off the phone, the office phone had stopped ringing. Tony sprinted up the stairs and into the restricted room. Once again, there was no-one to answer his desk phone as it started to ring again.

Ziva sighed as she willed somebody to pick up the phone. After three attempts, she gave up and scrolled through the other numbers on her phone. She tried to think who was more likely to answer, as she knew she probably didn't have much time before her father came back to finish whatever revenge he had started. She stopped on Tony's mobile and began to dial. She was so engrossed in the phonecall that she didn't hear the door open. Just as she heard Tony answer the phone, it was snatched away from her ear. Ziva yelled out "TONY!", but was greeted with a slap across her cheek. Eli snapped the phone shut and disconnected Ziva's only chance of an escape. Ziva watched her father as he circled around her with a serious look on his face. He paced the room a few more times, until he stopped directly in front of her.

"Get up" Eli ordered.

Ziva staggered to her feet, her muscles crying out in pain from the paralysis drug she had been given. Ziva steadied herself against the wall and again tried to fight the rising nausea.

"Why are you doing this?" Ziva asked. She wasn't feeling particularly brave, but she felt she deserved to know.

"I have been watching you for the past two years Ziva. As time has gone on, your link to Israel and your family has weakened. You are the daughter of the Director of Mossad. I cannot have you galavanting around America anymore".

"I am an American citizen. There is nothing you can do to stop me from being here. My link to you ended when you left me to die!" Ziva shouted, tears falling down her cheeks.

"You do not have a choice Ziva. You will not be leaving America, I have come to end your life. You are a disgrace to me now, just as you were when you failed to infiltrate the camp in Somalia. I take it you got my present?"

"The body of Saleem's brother? Yes. Why the delay then, why have you not killed me already?"

"I need an audience. We will be taking a journey to see your friends at NCIS very soon, I want to see the look on their faces as they watch your life end"

Ziva was unable to retaliate. After everything she had been through, she was going to die at the hands of her father. Eli grabbed her face with both hands and whispered.

"It could have been different Ziva. You could have done so well for Mossad. You were my only hope, you failed me" Eli kissed her forehead and then laughed as he left the room. All Ziva could do was sink to her knees and cry. She was not only crying for herself, but for her real 'family'. The ones who were going to have to witness her death. It was the worst revenge Eli could have thought of. It would have been too easy to kill her out of sight. Ziva shut her eyes, and cried herself to a restless sleep. Ziva was only asleep for a short while until she was dragged off the floor by Eli's two bodyguards and taken out to his car.

"It is time Ziva" Eli said. Ziva trembled, unable to respond.

...

"Dinozzo! What's the matter?" Gibbs barked at him, wondering why his very special agent was cursing at his phone.

"Ziva just tried to call me, but she was cut off before I could speak to her. She sounded scared Boss" Tony answered, the tone of Ziva's voice still brought shivers to him.

"Get the phone to McGee now and tell him to run a check on the signal. If her phone is still switched on we can get a trace" Gibbs ordered.

Half an hour later, and the teams hopes off finding Ziva had been dashed.

"Phone must be switched off Boss. I have run it through every system and have got nothing" McGee said, sadly. He almost felt responsible for not being able to find Ziva.

"Keep trying, whoever has her phone may well switch it on again and we need to be ready" Gibbs replied.

"Yes Boss"

Gibbs sat down at his desk and sighed. He closed his eyes and pictured Ziva. Of all the members of the team, it was Gibbs who really knew Ziva the best. Of course Tony was closest to her, but it was Gibbs who had seen the potential in Ziva from the beginning, and it was he who had witnessed many of Ziva's most vulnerable moments. He remembered the time when he had had to interrogate Ziva, after the events of Somalia. The look on her face as she had told him she only had 'death in my heart' had almost brought him to tears. That was the moment when he realised that Ziva truly belonged with NCIS. She had always been an important member, but after that day, he knew that she would dedicate herself to the team.

"Ah hell Ziva, where are you" Gibbs said quietly.

"I am here Gibbs" A voice echoed around the ballpen. Gibbs looked up and saw Ziva being dragged out of the elevator by Eli David with a knife held to her neck.