Strange Happenings

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Chapter Eight - Shots

Fear struck through Gibbs's heart as the sight of Ziva being held at knifepoint by her own father came into view. Ziva was trembling, she was trying to be strong, not only for herself, but for her 'family', but her ordeal over the last day was beginning to take it's toll. Ziva could barely hold herself up anymore, and she knew that if Eli let go, she would fall to the floor. She could feel eyes looking at her, but she didn't want to make any contact as she knew that would break her.

Tony's POV

This can't be happening. She looks so scared, and so vulnerable. This is not the Ziva I know, but it is the Ziva I love. After this is over, I am going to make sure that Ziva knows how I feel. I don't care about rule 12 anymore, there is more to life than upsetting the Boss. I just pray that we all make it through this alive. We will make it out alive. I'm looking at Gibbs for reassurance, but he is just staring at Ziva. I want to see her beautiful brown eyes again, but when they are free from hurt and pain.

McGee's POV

I am unsure as what to do. I think I will follow Tony's lead, but he seems deep in thought at the moment. I know he cares a great deal for Ziva, we all do, but it is different for Tony. I wish this wasn't happening. We only rescued Ziva a little while ago, it seems so unfair for her to need to be rescued again.

Gibbs's POV

I have left my desk and am standing opposite Eli and Ziva. I am trying to look into Ziva's eyes, to try and reassure her, but she refuses to look at me. I know that she is close to breaking point, and I don't want to push her over that edge. I'm not sure how we are going to get out of this, but we will. Ziva is like my daughter, and as her 'father' I simply can't believe what Eli is doing to her. I will be strong for you Ziver, because you have always been strong for us.

"Let her go Eli. You don't want to do this" Gibbs said.

"There is no time for talking. She is nothing to me anymore. I could have killed her easily away from you all, but that would not be the sweetest revenge"

"Revenge for what?" Tony shouted, outraged at what he was hearing.

"Revenge for rescuing my daughter, and turning her against me and Israel"

"So why are you killing Ziva, and not us? Or are we part of your plan too?" Gibbs spat.

"She let herself be brainwashed by you, and she has betrayed her country. It is time for her to pay the consequences" Eli pressed the knife harder against Ziva's throat, and the team were shocked and angered to see blood seeping from the wound. Eli tore the knife away and pushed Ziva down to her knees. Before anybody could react, Eli brought out his gun and held it to the back of Ziva's head. As he pulled the trigger, Gibbs managed to pull his gun out. Two shots were fired, and an eerie silence fell around the ballpen. Eli fell backwards. Gibbs's perfect shot between the eyes killed him instantly. But was it enough? Ziva had fallen forwards, and was lying motionless on the floor.

"McGee! Call 911 and get Ducky up here now!" Gibbs shouted, before following Tony over to Ziva. There was a large wound on the back of her head, and it was bleeding profusely.

"She's been shot in the head, bullets still inside" Gibbs relayed to Ducky who had made it up to the ballpen in record time.

"Whatever you do, do not move her" Ducky knelt next to Ziva, his heart heavy as he realised the chances of her surviving were next to nothing.

"Is she alive Ducky?" Tony asked, fearful of the answer.

"She is breathing, and she has a faint pulse. But I must warn you, that her injury is very severe"

The next half an hour went by in a blur. Ziva was rushed into theatre immediately after arriving at the hospital, and the rest of the team were now gathered in the waiting room.

"I can't stand this, I just can't believe that he would do this to her? I mean, how can someone kill their own daughter, I mean, not kill her because she's still alive, I hope she's still alive, Oh my God, oh my God!" Abby sat ranting to herself, no-one had the energy to try and pacify her right now. Waiting was always a horrible thing, but to wait to find out if someone you loved was going to live or die was excrutiating.