Kadira's mind went blank for a second as her head connected with the hardwood floor. The little bitch!
Swiftly, she threw up her hand and smirked at it connected and she heard a painful groan coming from Ziva. Hot liquid ran down her hand as the weight of the Mossad Officer left her and she stumbled backwards. Kadira had succeeded in hitting and probably also breaking the Israeli's nose.
She did not lose any time and tackled her, her fists flying to her face and side. She had been too slow, though, Ziva had already recovered partly from the blow, enough to throw up her defenses. She blocked the blow aimed at her face, and partly succeeded in avoiding the one aimed at her ribs. Her knee shot up and hit Kadira in the stomach. All of her breath left the Palestine in a millisecond, and she collapsed, clutching at her abdomen. That one really hurt.
She looked up in time to see a bedside lamp flying at her head and quickly rolled out of the way, jumping up in the process. What had gotten into the Mossad bitch? First she put away her gun, then she asked her to kill her, and now she was attacking her with the furniture? Fury surged through her, adrenaline pumping through her veins. Kadira turned and landed a roundhouse kick directly into Ziva's side, sending her flying against the wall. Left panting, she pushed a strand of hair out of her face and ducked under a flying fist that wanted to connect with her jaw. Its counterpart slammed into her stomach and she felt an elbow be rammed into her back before she collapsed on the floor again, groaning in pain.
TBC