Our New Chapter {NCIS fanfiction}

Chapter Eleven

Tonys POV

"Hey Ziva, where did Zuri go?"

She looked around the bullpen in confusion.

"I don't know, she was here a minute ago," she said.

"She probably went to Abby's," I replied, "I'll go check."

I got up and walked towards the elevator.

I heard the familiar ding as the doors slid open.

I stood smiling to myself, knowing Zuri was probably playing with Abby right now.

The elevator came to a sudden halt and the lights dimmed.

I glanced around, just a bit creeped out.

"Dadddddd...eyyyyyyy," Zuri sung happily.

I spun around, I was alone.

I could hear her laugh bouncing off the walls of the elevator.

"You can't finnndddd meeeee!" She sung.

The singing was creeping me out, it was the beginning of every horror story.

Sweat drizzled down my face as I spun in circles franticly.

"It's a real shame you didn't kill me when you had the chance Anthony."

The Spanish accent only meant one thing.

"Santino," I cursed under my breath.

"Poor Zurina, she'll be coming with me."

The elevator opened and I froze at what I saw.

Roberto Santino was holding a gun to Zuri's head.

"Stop!" I screamed. "Don't please don't!"

"It's too late Anthony, I have her now."

He chuckled and pulled the trigger.

My eyes jolted up and I struggled to steady my breathing.

Ziva stood up and walked over to my desk.

"Are you alright Tony?" she asked.

I faked and smile and replied, "yeah of course! Why would you-"

She stared me down, "when someone mumbles and screams in their sleep, people tend to worry."

"It was nothing Ziva," I muttered, playing it cool.

"No, it was something. Did you ever pass a psych for when you were held captive?"

Dammit, what happened to playing it cool?

"Ziva it doesn't matter, there are bigger issues on our hands right now," I replied, changing the subject.

She sighed and nodded.

"Is Uncle Timmy back?" Zuri asked, popping out from under his desk.

"Where'd he go Zuri?" I asked.

"Upstairs to that secret room that I'm not allowed to go in," she giggled.

We walked up to MTAC in silence.

We entered to see Gibbs talking to SecNav and McGee typing away on the computer.

"Hey, what'd we miss?" I asked him.

"Abby called me last night, I traced the call and the information was blocked."

"By whom?" Ziva asked.

"FBI, apparently it's a phone used in their case."

"We're looking for the same guy," I stated.

"I need to find my agent!" Gibbs barked to the big screen.

I made a face, wouldn't want to be SecNav right now.

"Boss!" McGee exclaimed. "I got it! The blocks gone!"

"Where McGee?"

"An old warehouse downtown."

"Let's go," Gibbs said, walking out of MTAC.

We sped into the parking lot of the abandoned warehouse and jumped out, guns ready.

We quietly approached the door and I got the nod from Gibbs signaling to kick down the door.

We rushed inside to see something that made everyone sick.

The warehouse was empty, all that was left was a pool of blood and a tool box.

No Abby...

I'm mean to you guys, I know.

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