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The basement-

Ziva opened her swollen eyes as much as she could manage. The bright light of the single basement light bulb gave her a headache, adding to the pain she already felt from being abused by Chazan. She thought about that for a moment.

Her grudge-holding kidnapper had only come down to see her once in what must have been at least a day. He had descended the creaky basement steps, given her a small bit of water to drink, some of which she spit back in his face, and left without saying a word. Ziva wondered what he could be planning. She wondered if there had been enough evidence left in her apartment to lead her NCIS team to her. Lastly, she wondered if she would still be alive when-and if- they found her.


NCIS headquarters-

Gibbs and Tony arrived at Roberts’s house quicker than Tony would have thought possible. “Do you really think this guy’s got Ziva, Boss? I mean, he was only in the system for a speeding ticket and-” A hard smack to the back of his head stopped him. “Sorry, Boss.” Tony whispered as they moved towards the house.

Gibbs knocked on the door. They waited a minute, hearing footsteps, and then the large, wooden door swung open to reveal a chipper young woman wearing knee-length, brown shorts and a tight, cream-colored blouse.

“Hello!” she greeted. She obviously didn’t notice the guns that the two men standing before her were holding. The bottle-blonde smiled politely when Gibbs began to talk.

“Is Chris Roberts home?” he asked, he didn’t have time for friendly introductions as he and Tony shoved past her and into the obsessively-clean house.

“Oh” She said, shutting the door and crossing her arms. “You’re cops.” She said, more of a statement than a question. “I’ll go get him.” The woman left the room, Gibbs and Tony following closely behind. The woman just sighed and opened another door, revealing a dimly lit bedroom and man, probably Roberts, sprawled out on the bed, watching TV.

“Chris Roberts?” Gibbs asked. The man on the bed switched off the TV with a small remote and moved to a sitting position on the edge of the bed.

“Yea…” he answered hesitantly. “Who the heck are you guys?” His tone became wary when he noticed their badges.

“I’m Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS.” Gibbs announced as he crossed the somewhat large bedroom. “That’s Special Agent DiNozzo.” Gibbs jerked a thumb in the direction of his senior field agent, who was still standing in the doorway, scrutinizing the dark bedroom.

Roberts stood up, raised his hands to assure them that he didn’t have a weapon, and sauntered over to the wall, flicking on a light switch. He turned to face Gibbs again, running a hand through his dark, unruly hair before speaking.

“NCIS…huh.” He mumbled.

“Excuse me?” Gibbs replied, now thoroughly pissed with this lazy son-of-a-

“’This have to do with that girl?” Roberts walked closer to Gibbs.

Tony and the woman that had greeted them had now migrated further into the bedroom.

“’Said she was from NCIS or something like that.” Gibbs opened his mouth to say something but Roberts continued to talk. “Lessee, what was her name? Zina or something… Hot chick, good in-” he stopped, directing an apologetic glance towards the blonde, who had her arms crossed.

“That ‘chick’”, Gibbs growled, “is named Ziva! What the hell were you doing in her room?!” he was yelling now, and it caused Roberts to flinch. “Where is she?!” Gibbs shouted. Quickly, he moved towards Roberts and grabbed a fistful of his shirt, forcefully pinning the frightened man against the wall.

“I-I-I don’t know!” he was practically whimpering by the time Gibbs released his grip. “I only saw her once! That’s it, I swear!” Gibbs sighed. “Where did you two meet exactly?” he asked, giving the thin, unshaven man a once-over before meeting his gaze once again.

“We…well… Uh, could Sherry leave? I feel… uncomfortable with…” Roberts gestured toward the confused and worried-looking blonde standing near Tony. Probably his latest girlfriend, Gibbs thought, giving a slight nod and then turning back to Roberts as the woman stormed out of the room.

“Well? You gonna tell us or not?” Tony questioned impatiently.

“Yeah, so I was at a bar, not too drunk yet, and I met this ch- woman. She seemed pretty nice- and very drunk- so I started hitting on her.” At this, Tony and Gibbs rolled their eyes simultaneously, although both had different thoughts on what the man said.

Dirt bag, Gibbs thought.

Tony grinned as he thought, Ziva drunk? That’s something I gotta see. I wonder- Gibbs knowingly smacked his head, bringing the smiling agent out of yet another reverie.

Roberts went on, not noticing the exchange between the two men. “Then after a few more drinks, I offered to drive her home and then… Well, let’s just say I ended up leaving quickly the next day. We woke up and the crazy chick pressed a gun to my cheek. I told her why I was there and then booked it outta there, afraid she’d shoot me if I didn’t!” he sighed, indicating that his story was finished.

Like that time we went undercover. Smirking, Tony quickly typed a summary of Robert’s story into his PDA and got the name of the bar before shoving the device back into his pocket and leaving the room, his boss and their not-so-promising suspect following closely behind. “Thanks” he said over his shoulder, not bothering to sound sincere.

“Yeah, no problem. Hey, what’s this about anyway?” said Roberts. “Wait- she’s not… She’s not dead, is she?”
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When they were only ten minutes from NCIS headquarters, Gibbs’s phone rang. Without ever taking his eyes off the road, he pulled it out of his pocket and flipped it open in one swift movement.

“Yeah, Gibbs.” He said, straightforward and demanding as usual.

“Boss!” McGee said through the phone. “You know the blocked file that came up in Abby’s search?”

“Yeah, McGee. What about it?”

“Well we unblocked it” McGee sounded both overjoyed and apprehensive.

“Good work McGee.” Gibbs shut his phone and pressed his foot down harder on the gas pedal.


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