Ziva felt kind hands untie her from the splintering wooden chair. She knew it was Dalles but was too week to look up. He laid her softly on the floor and whispered in her ear.
"There coming, I'm sorry." He whispered. Ziva could not move. Her body was so week it was hard for her to breath.
She tried to take a deep breath but instantly regretted it, pain shot from her ribs to her shoulder to her head. All she wanted to do it get away from this pain, this suffering. She was glad when she was in gulped in darkness.
"You jeopardized your entire career and for what!?!"
"For you."
"Tony. Why are you here?"
"Couldn't live without you, I guess?"
"Im talking about the new us here Ziva. The post elevator us."
She was fading in and out of conscious now. The only thing on her mind was Tony. Tony. She had tried to keep him far from her mind but now, she was too week to stop her mind from wondering. She loved him. She had keeped those feelings of her parter under lock and key in the back of her mind. She had thought she had thrown away that key but somehow it made its way back and opened the lock.
She wanted to see him again. To tell him that she is sorry. That he would be better off with out her.
While she laid there, on the cold diry floor, for the first time she was in this hell, a tear fell from her eye and landed on the floor.
She knew that if she wanted to grt out of here alive, she will need to stay awake. She was so week though that blackness one again came and took her away.
Sorry for the short update. I have so much going on! Please comment! I will have the next chapter up ASAP.
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Kidnapped
FanfictionOne mysterious long case has the team tired and edgy. When one member lets her guard down and get captured, how far will the team go to retrieve her back? © ALL the plots in this story i own and some of the characters. I DO NOT OWN NCIS. Any copy'...
