A Father's Hate Chapter 13, a ncis fanfic

Ducky, Jimmy, Abby and McGee had all gathered upstairs to sit together and to offer up, not only their company, but also their comfort. Once everyone had learned of what was going on worry seemed to circulate through them all. Gibbs had called and filled them in on some of the more promonent details and now they were checking the BOLO they had put out for Ziva every five minutes. They all seemed to jump simultaneously as McGee's phone starts ringing. "Agent McGee," he says hopefully but his voice quickly transitions to disappointment when he realizes that it was just a wrong number.

"That wasn't Gibbs?" Abby asks as McGee sets the phone back in its cradle.

"Not unless Gibbs started selling Girl Scout cookies."

"Did I ever tell you about the time my mother meant to sign me up for boy scouts but accidentally put my name down on the girl scouts form. Yes she actually wanted me to.." Ducky continues on for a few minutes longer but everyone faded into their own thoughts. Thoughts of worry, confusion, and fear. The loss of Jenny was still fresh on their minds and the reminder of Kate was often. They were in danger a lot and most of the time they were fortunate, and smart, enough to get their way out of it. Most of the time.

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Tony's frustration was currently being taken out on the gas pump as he jammed it into his car and slammed the buttons for it to begin pumping. They had no leads or even ideas of where Ziva could be. They couldn't track her cell phone and they couldn't even put a BOLO out on the car since they had no clue of what it looked like. After sitting in the car for nearly twenty minutes Gibbs suggested they go get coffee. Tony had originally objected but after only twenty seconds of silence started the engine up and drove to the nearest Seven Eleven around. He spent every second trying to think of the slightest possibility of what they could do to find her. If they had her father's cell phone they could track that but neither he nor Gibbs did.

Gibbs came out of the convienece store just as the car finished filling and Tony swiped his card and sat back down in his car. Gibbs takes one sip of the coffee and in one swift movement has spit it back out on the ground outside of the car. "Is that one mine?"

"No it's the right one," Gibbs says and takes the whole cup and dumps it. "It just tastes like crap is all." Tony takes his cup from Gibbs' hand but simply sets it down in the cup holder. He wasn't thirsty plus he didn't enjoy "crap coffee" all that much.

"So where to now, boss?" Tony asks and Gibbs turns and looks at him.

"Why are you asking me?"

"Well you just sort of seem to know what we should most of the time."

"I know even less than you do, DiNozzo. You call the shots," Gibbs says and they sit for a minute but Tony starts the engine once a car comes up behind him and begins beeping its horn signaling that it is clearly time for he and Gibbs to move. Gibbs' cell phone starts buzzing so he pulls it out of his pocket and holds it back some as he attempts to read the caller ID. Giving up he simply answers, "Yeah, Gibbs."

"Hey boss, Abby just came up with this great idea," McGee says and Abby presses the speaker button so the whole group could listen.

"Would someone care to expain what this great idea is?" Gibbs questions after a few seconds of silence.

"Uh, well Abby said that-"

"You have Ziva's cell phone right?" Abby questions cutting McGee off.

"Yeah and we have for about an hour now."

"Well hasn't she been getting a lot of calls from her father on it?" Abby asks and Gibbs quickly catches on.

"That's a good idea, Abs."

"Actually I believe McGee called it a great idea but I'll-"

"Abby," Gibbs says. He really did love them all, not that he would ever show it, but there were certain things that could be slightly annoying at times. "Check Ziva's cell phone and tell me the most recent phone call made to it."

Tony picks up her phone and goes to all calls. Skipping over the ones from him he reads an unknown number and tells it to Gibbs. His mind brightens when he puts the pieces together and figures out exactly what it was Abby had realized.

"Okay it says that his cell phone is coming from Woodbridge Virginia. About fifty miles from where you guys are." Abby fills them in on the rest of the information and after Gibbs relays it to Tony the cars is quickly shifted from park to drive and Tony then pulls away as he and Gibbs speed off.

The silence was short yet it seemed to last for an eternity. Right now, for Ziva, a minute appeared to be as long as an hour. This was no where near her first time being tied up with men around her threatning to kill her if she didn't coporate or relinquish infofmation. It was, however, the first time that this had been done to her and she had felt fear, helplessness. Ever since she had arrived at the warehouse she had been expecting Tony and Gibbs and McGee to come break down the door and yell, "NCIS drop your weapons!" but they didn't. How could they even? She did not have her phone with her and who knows if Gibbs would even come look for her once he found out what had been going on. Do not think such ridiculous things, Ziva! Gibbs is not your father. He cares about you and he will not just give up on you because you made mistakes. Tony would not either they are more than the people you work with. More than your friends even, they are your family. Ziva had been having doubts on whether or not they would even bother to come and search for her after the horrible choices she had made but Ziva would quickly banish those thoughts from her mind. But the more time she spent sitting in the silence the more often those thoughts intruded and the more they were present the more she believed them. Maybe they had given up on her. She would not blame them, she would give up on herself.

Tony was stuck on the side of the rode as he listened to the cop who lectured him about his driving not letting him get a word in edgewise. His impatience was growing and was about to either scream "We're freaking Federal Agents we can go a little over the damn speed limit!" or pull out his gun and point it at the cop's head. Tony knew neither would go very well but at this moment in time he cared about it as much as he cared about the fact that the crap coffee was getting cold.

"So I'll need to see your license and registration," the cop says and for the first time in five minutes stops to breath.

"We're federal agents on our way to go keep someone from being murdered so if you'll just get in the back seat and cuff yourself for interferring with a criminal investigation it would save us a lot of time," Tony says and the cop looks up and sees Tony's badge and ID right in front of him.

"What? Wait y-you can't do that. Can you?"

"Not so superior now are we?" Tony says and twists the keys in the engine. "I'd suggest you don't do that again, okay?"

Gibbs smiles as Tony pulls off. "Not bad DiNozzo. Not bad at all."

She wanted to say something. She wanted someone to say something. Anything had to be better than the silence. All she had to fill the silence were her thoughts. Thoughts that she did not want to have. It was as though she could hear it all, that she was a failure, that she was hated by more than her father, and that she deserved to die. Tali did not deserve to die, but she did. Ari, Ari was the one that she killed, but he was the one she should have protected. She had killed many guilty people and although the innocent ones were fewer they were the ones that seemed to be burned into her memory, to forever be brought back into mention. Jenny should have never been killed even if she were to die from a horrid and uncureable illness only months later. It is not right for someone to lose their life when there is nothing but a pointless, empty, and sometimes even stupid reason. To die because someone wishes to cause the ones close to you pain, that is a stupid reason. To die because you're protecting others, that is a noble reason. To die because you know too much, that is an unfortunate reason. To die because your father wants you to, that is a sad reason.

The car tires squeaked as they came to a sudden stop outside of what appears to be an empty and unused warehouse. As two pairs of eyes look around they quickly spot two cars. One of which is a black Prius and another that is also black but instead of a Prius is an SUV.

They both take off in the same direction towards the building and Gibbs holds up two fingers going from two, then one, then...Gibbs' foot collides with the metal door but nothing happens since it's well, metal. Again he kicks it but when once again nothing happens he shoots the lock and the two of them enter the building with their guns drawn expecting to find Ziva and her father.

In place of what should be Ziva was a chair and ropes down around the legs of it. Another chairs is across from it and Tony and Gibbs run in ready to search the building but stop and turn when they hear a gun shot and then tires squealing. They both run out praying not to find pools of blood surronding Ziva's body and Tony is calmed when he sees that they only shot the tire of their car. The black SUV is already gone and Gibbs and Tony watch as a hand cuffed Ziva is shoved, with much of a protest, into the back seat. Ziva's eyes connect with Tony's for just a moment until her head is jammed into the car and just as Tony shoots the man who has thrown Ziva in the car it takes off at top speed in the opposite direction. Gibbs raises his gun to shoot the driver but stops when he sees that he can't unless he were to shoot Ziva also. Tony watches as the Israelian man falls to the ground and as the car drives off. Determination and defeat are felt as Tony sees her slip farther away. Never had he seen so much fear in her eyes and he never wanted to see such a look again. He would find a way to get to her and he would find her before her father could carry out his intentions.

And once again I have left you on a cliffy. Hopefully the chapter was written okay. Let me know what you thought and thanks so much to all of you for the reviews last chapter. I was going to update last night but my stupid internet was down. At least I could get it up today though. Have a good weekend :)