A Father's Hate Chapter 11, a ncis fanfic

The weekend had been spent with endless movies, catching up on the much missed sleep and discussing every possible topic. For once answers were received for some of the questions that were asked. Stresses were released, worries forgotten. There had been no bullets fired into the apartment or pizza delivery guys who suddenly went all Kung-fu on them. It had been calm, relaxing, relieving. They had both grown comfortable around each other. Things were easy, familiar.

They had decided to fill Gibbs in on everything that was happening, on Monday. Ziva was dreading the beginning of the week so needless to say when she woke up Monday morning she was not very happy. She sat up and glanced at the clock, it was 0500 just as it should be. She had already figured the best route for her to run from Tony's and then get back to her place to shower and be on time for work. Ziva turned to watch Tony, who was sleeping next to her snoring loudly. He's sleeping like a rock. Wait that can not be right rocks do not sleep, Ziva ponders on the correct phrase of the American idiom for a few moments longer before pulling her body off of the bed and making the way to the bathroom to prepare herself for her run. She had previously promised Tony that she wouldn't go for a run today since he did not want her going out alone. However she would not keep her promise for two reasons. One because she could very well take care of herself and two she had been skipping out on her daily runs for a few days now and severely missed them. She quickly wrote a note explaining what she was doing and telling Tony not to worry and that he would see her at work. She left her bags there knowing full well that she would be back there that night nayways. Grabbing her gun and swiping her hair back into a ponytail, Ziva quietly shut the door behind her and made her way to the elevator sighing as the doors closed shut. It is not like anything will happen on an hour run at five in the morning, Ziva tells herself and calming slightly. However, her calmness quickly disappears as a gun is felt on the back of her head.

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Tony groans as his alarm starts beeping loudly, in fact now that he thought about it was it really necessary for the darn thing to be so loud? His hand flops around searching for the snooze button and he sighs when he finds it thankful for the peaceful sound of, well nothing. Over the weekend his shoulder had mostly healed and as long as he took a couple ibuprofen every few hours he was fine. He turns over expecting to find the Israeli beauty next to him but is surprised to find nothing but pushed back covers. She was always awake long before him but would stay in bed reading her book until he finally did wake up. He pushed away the intruding thoughts that something was wrong and just figured she was showering or eating breakfast. However his mind didn't rest at these thoughts so instead of rolling over and falling back asleep, as he usually does until the alarm goes off again, he gets up and walks into the other room. His dart around the apartment but find no sign of her, worry starts to set in. The bathroom door is open and there isn't anywhere else she could be. He sees a note on the fridge and walks over and sees that it has her elegant, neat hand writing explaining that she went for a run and would see him at work. Tony figured she might go for her run even though she supposedly promised that she wouldn't. Something just doesn't seem right to him though. You're just being paranoid! She's Ziva, she's fine, he tells himself trying to silence his racing thoughts. Now if he could just believe it he would be all set. He listens as the alarm starts to beep loudly signaling that now it was really time to get up.

The car in which Ziva was riding was just a simple black Pries. She had been stuffed in the backseat, hands tied tightly behind her back, and had been striked several times due to her stubbornness to obey. Ziva was not surprised at who it was that was sent to take her into custody. This man would bend over backwards to please her father, or kill someone he had once said he was friends with, to him it was the same. It pleases the Deputy Director of Mossad then it pleases him too, because one day he wishes to be the next deputy director. Ziva stared straight ahead, showing no emotion. She may be scared out of her mind but she was not one to show it, she was trained not to show it. Every question she asked has been answered with silence. They sat, not saying anything, having nothing to say. Ziva's mind is on someone else, the someone who could either save her or also need saving. She tries to maneuver herself into a less awkward position but fails and instead ends up in even more pain than before. She blocks it out, after all this is minor for some of things she had been through. 'The best way to learn to torture is to experience it' her father used to tell her. People had been killed during the practice tortures sometimes by accident sometimes not. "You are not a very good partner," Ziva says to the man who is driving the car. He laughs and turns to face while they are stopped at a red light.

"I am not your partner anymore, Ziva," he says and turns back around pressing on the gas a little more than he should causing the tires to squeal once the light turned green.

"No," Ziva says and stays silent for a minute before continuing her thought. "You are my enemy."

Tony arrived at work still a bit out of it. He had a gut feeling something wasn't right. He just knew, he didn't know how he knew he just did and he didn't like it. Tony had been blocking it out all morning but when he got to work, ten minutes late since he was so scattered brain everything seemed to take twice as long, he saw her empty desk and he really knew. Tony quickly pulled out his cell phone and pressed his speed dial to call her. He set his stuff down and then sat down himself nervously spinning in the chair as the phone continued to ring. "Come on, damn it pick up!" Tony yells and hangs up and then presses send twice to call her again.

"Uh, is something wrong, Tony?" McGee asks from across the bull-pen as he watches and listens to Tony.

"No, Probie I'm just angry with my phone today," Tony says and hits the call end button again when he only gets her voice mail. He calls again and slams the phone down onto his desk when he gets her stupid voice mail again.

"We got a dead marine," Gibbs says as he comes from seemingly out of no where and walking towards the elevator. "Where's Ziva?" he asks when he sees an empty desk out of the corner of his eye.

"We got a problem, boss," Tony says as he grabs his gun and makes his way to the elevator. "McGee! Hand the case over to someone else."

"What the hell did you just do Dino's?" Gibbs asks incredulously.

"Something you would have done in five minutes. I'm saving you time. Now come on," Tony says impatiently as he turns back around and hits the button to the elevator. Gibbs follows and once they're inside flips the switch so it goes dark and movement stops.

"You figure out what's going on with David?"

Tony nods and flips the switch again, having not the patience nor time to have this conversation now. He needed to find before they...

"Well," Gibbs says expectantly and once again the emergency brake is put into play.

"You do stuff all the time without explaining anything to anyone. You do it on your watch and on your time. Now I'm gonna do the same. If you have a problem with that then go get that dead marine but I have something that I need to deal with. Now," Tony says. He rarely gets angry with Gibbs but if this was the only way to get Gibbs' to listen and understand then that was how he was going to do it.

First Gibbs looks pissed as hell but then he nods and reaches across and turns on the elevator. Once they reach the ground floor and the doors open up Tony stops for just a second before running off.

"Thank you, boss."

"Ever do something like this again and you will be stuck in that elevator for a whole lot longer," Gibbs says and begins to make his way to his car.

Tony would find her. He had to find her.

The car stops in front of an old, abandoned warehouse and she is pulled harshly from where she had been sitting for over a good two hours. Ziva resists slightly as the man pulls her towards the building but there is not much she can do with her hands tied behind her back and is forced forward when he gives her an extra hard yank. "You know you aren't going to come out of this alive don't you?" Ziva glares at him and mentally hitting herself for believing him even if it was only for a split second. "We did have other plans. Ones that involved that friend of yours but they sent the wrong man to do that so that didn't work out quite well. We'll still have to eliminate him though, since you told him.

"I did not tell anyone," Ziva says hoping that she may be able to convince them, knowing she won't.

"Oh you didn't did you? Well then I suppose we can just kill him for practice then can't we?" Another glare is delivered his way and he jabs her back hard with his gun pushing her torwards the door. She did not know what would happen. But she did know that ultimately in the end she would die. She also knew who it was that would kill her, and him. Ziva David did not like to be saved, she hated it, in fact, but right here and now she had one thought, save me, Tony.

Sorry if that is an evil place to leave it. Actually no I'm not really sorry I like leaving people on cliffys, but I'll just say I'm sorry anyways. So please review and also if anyone knows the name of that guy in the picture that Tony found in Nine Lives please tell me! I remember (or at least I think) that his last name is Rivkin but I can't remember his first name. I'm not even sure if it was officially said his name or that he was her partner or if it was just the scuttlebutt. Anyways please leave your reviews and I just might update tomorrow :)