Tony was angry and extremely agitated. The satisfaction he felt from punching Gibbs was short lived as the situation began to sink in. Ziva and Gibbs had been in a relationship. His best friend, sister, had been seeing his father figure and mentor and hadn't told him. He thought they were closer than that. He thought they were all closer than that, they shouldn't have kept this from the team. Was it true that Gibbs didn't believe Ziva good enough for him? The way things were looking it looked like that was the correct conclusion, Gibbs had used her, kept her secret, ashamed to tell them that they were together. He'd fucked her then fucked her over. The second B really did stand for bastard.

"I never meant to hurt her..." The anguished words of his mentor cut through his thoughts and rekindled the burning fire raging within.

" Bullshit. You cheated on her, in front of her, you couldn't give two flying fucks about her. So what was it. She wasn't good enough for the great Leroy Jethro Gibbs? How long has this being going on?"

Tony was angry, angrier than Gibbs had ever seen him. The steam was practically pouring from his ears. Looking at his senior field agent Gibbs knew, he'd not only lost the woman he loved, but he'd lost his boys, his team, he'd lost the loyalty and respect of his son.

"Tony!"

The urgent cry of his partner cut through the red haze currently fogging Tony's mind. He rushed to the threshold of Zivas apartment, well former apartment, to see an ashen faced Tim wearing gloves, holding an object towards his face.

"This was on the stairs, and there's blood splatter on the walls".

In his hands he held a syringe, something that wasn't just left laying around in Zivas building, this building was one of the nicer apartment complexes available in DC, a syringe shouldn't be here. The blood splatter was what really started to make his gut churn, this was starting to look more and more like a crime scene. Just what exactly was going on here?

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The ping of the computer signaling a new email got director Eli Davids attention - hopefully it was from his daughter, his gut was churning with worry over her. It wasn't like her to be late for anything, never mind to miss a flight and not let anyone know what was going on. He hoped this email signaled she was safe - a hope that was quickly dashed as he opened it.

The email was a compilation of photographs, graphic, disturbing photos if his daughter in peril. Bile rose in his throat as he quickly skimmed through them, all depicting Zivas broken form from various angles with other close ups if particular injuries. What truly scared him however was that in all of the photos Ziva was unconscious and a grey pallor, he prayed to god that her skin tone wasn't due to the images being taken post mortem. His girl couldn't be dead. Not like this.

Shaky fingers reached immediately for his phone, his daughter had not landed in Israel,had never even made it on the plane. She was still in America.

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Leon Vance ran a hand down his face, now they knew why Ziva never landed in Israel. Not why she had suddenly decided that she no longer wished to stay at NCIS, that was still a mystery, at least to him, however the fact that she had been taken and seemingly tortured certainly gave more questions than answers. Eli had sent the email forward to him, and looking at the images the email contained, Leon couldn't help but wonder who Ziva had pissed off bad enough for her to be tortured to such a degree. The fact that there were no demands was what truly gave him chills, this individual,whoever it may be, wasn't out for monetary gain, this was purely about pain. Causing Ziva David as much pain as humanely possible. The images were detailed, practically graphing each injury to create a sickening montage of broken bones and too pale skin. The only words in the email made him pray to a god he didn't even believe in that Ziva was already dead.

This is only just the beginning of the pain I will cause her.

With a deep sigh, Leon made the call he was dreading. He had to tell her team .

Hello After I think nearly a year, here is an update, I'm also working on all of my other stories so watch this space. More to follow. Xxxx