|A Somalian Blessing
Author: WritingFromTheSoul PM
Ziva is finally found in the deepest, darkest part of Somalia. But she still has to make one very important decision, one that may change everything for her. Yes, there is a lot of Tiva involved in this.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Ziva D. & Tony D. - Chapters: 12 - Words: 12,976 - Reviews: 140 - Favs: 35 - Follows: 79 - Updated: 08-15-12 - Published: 02-02-12 - id: 7800127
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A/N: This totally and definitely disregards everything about Somalia. I changed everything, except for Tony's ending quotes. Other than that, I pretty much changed everything.
Disclaimer: If I owned NCIS, Ziva and Tony would be married. And Jenny wouldn't be dead. Duh.
"One of you will tell me where the rest of the NCIS agents are stationed," Saleem said, glancing at the bagged figure and me, "and the other will die."
McGee groaned from his place on the ground.
Suddenly, the black bag was ripped off the other person's head.
"Ziva." I said softly. She was covered in dirt and bruises and- dear god, as much as I hate to think it is, blood. I thought I was going to throw up.
"Tony? What are you doing here?" She whispered hoarsely.
"Taken prisoner, duh." I said in an obnoxious tone.
"So, Mr. DiNozzo," Saleem began, "would you like to volunteer?"
"Pass." I said.
"Maybe you need a little persuasion." He said. To my amazement, he undid Ziva's wrist restraints.
"Reconsidering?" he asked, with an evil grin. "I'll give you one last chance."
"What part of 'pass' do you not understand?" I was stalling, to give Gibbs time to aim.
Ziva's eyes widened in fear. I was confused. Suddenly, Saleem roughly pushed her on the ground and staddled her. He removed a knife from his pocket, and began cutting away at her already ripped pants.
It was then I realized what he was going to do.
"No, stop! STOP!" I cried. How stupid was I? I should've known that whatever he was going to do, it wasn't going to be good.
"Sorry, Mr. DiNozzo; you've made your choice." He said, tearing off the bits of her pants, until only her stained panties were on. "Now, let's have a little fun." He slipped them lower.
"STOP!" I yelled.
Suddenly, McGee lashed out, hitting Saleem upside the head. Ziva gasped, her eyes filled with tears. Saleem fell off Ziva.
Suddenly, Saleem pulled a gun and pointed it at McGee.
"WAIT! There's something I haven't told you!" I about yelled.
"And what is that?" Saleem asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Well... I told you about the brains, I told you about the guts, I told you about the muscle. The scientist, the politician, the leader. I told you about every member of the team. Except myself. The part I play.
"I'm the wild card. I'm the guy who looks at the reality in front of him and refuses to accept it. Like right now, I should be terrified, right? But I'm not. Cause I can't stop thinking about the movie True Lies, you know, where Arnie's strapped to the chair and shot full of truth serum? Then he picks his cuffs and kills everybody?" I almost laughed at the absurdity of it all.
"You have thirty seconds to live, Saleem." I finished with a smile.
Ziva stared at me, with an expression that read are-you-out-of-your-freaking-mind?
"You're still bound. You're lying." He said, although he sounded uneasy.
"I can't lie." I chuckled. "And I didn't say I was gonna be the one to kill you. Remember when I told you my boss was a sniper?"
Saleem seemed confused.
Two seconds later, he was lying on the ground, blood pooling around his head.
Then the commotion started outside. The yelling, the pounding of footsteps. "Come on, let's get a move-on!" I said while McGee fumbled with Saleem's knife to cut the straps on my wrists. Ziva simply stared in shock at Saleem's unmoving body.
Suddenly, another soldier entered, but he dropped to the ground. Damn, Gibbs was good!
Me and McGee supporting Ziva, we trudged down the chambers and out to the copter that was going to take us to a hospital in Bethesda. I helped her into the copter, because her legs were so bruised and scarred, and I didn't want to make her work more. Once we were inside, I laid her down, me beside her.
"How you feeling?"
She rolled over and, amazingly, she managed a weak smiled. "Euphoric. I've finally left that hellhole, and my tormentor is lying dead in there."
I laid my hand on her torso. She flinched.
"Sorry." I mumbled, but, surprisingly, she held it there.
"Tony, there is something I need to tell you; I think it is only fair."
I rolled closer to her. "What is it, Zi?"
"What- what you saw in there," she began, tears in her eyes "that was not…out of the ordinary for the time I was there."
I took me a few seconds to comprehend what she was saying. Suddenly, I felt sick to my stomach. No. No, they didn't. Not Ziva.
"And…" Ziva trailed off. She laid her hand on her stomach. It was then I noticed the slight bulge in her horrifyingly skinny torso.
I thought I was going to pass out, right then and there. As if it was bad enough that those monsters raped her, she got pregnant?
"It was so hard, Tony." She said, tears falling from her eyes. "As soon as they figured out I wasn't going to talk, they began using me as their toy. It was relentless. All of them would take a turn. Saleem was the most violent. He would always find ways to….renew the pain. As soon as I figured out I was p-pregnant-" she choked out the word "I gave up hope. Not only did I believe that I was going to die in the most horrible place on earth, but I was now pregnant with a rapist's child. I wanted them to kill me in that cell, so at least death could relieve me." She was sobbing now.
Tat son of a bitch deserved a hell of a lot than a head shot.
I focused back on Ziva. Right now, she needed me.
"Zi." I wrapped her in a hug. She flinched at my touch, but then relaxed.
"No man could ever love me." She whispered. "Never again. I am disgusting and filthy from them. I do not know how you can even hold me like this, I am so revolting."
I looked her in the eyes. "Now, you listen to me, Ziva. Do not ever say that again about you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. Whoever you choose to spend your life with, he will be a very lucky man." I said.
A very lucky man.
She smiled, tears still streaming down her face. "Thank you, Tony."
I looked at her though. "Wait. Why didn't you talk? Why didn't you spare yourself the pain?"
She smiled again. "I could never betray my team. Family, I should say."
She buried her face in my chest, and slowly fell asleep. I drifted off into slumber myself a few minutes later.
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