The following day, Ziva gave Ben the keys to the dungeon and to see Cobra before his execution.
Ben hesitated when he saw her stopping in the corridor. The man he was going to face had a way of breaking him with his mean words. He had hoped to have her by his side.
“I will be right here,” she reassured him, but needed him to walk this step on his own.
With shaking hands and unsteady step, Ben opened the door and walked in.
Ziva clenched her fists when hearing the vile insulting words the man hailed the young boy he was meant to protect. She was about to walk in, no longer sure if it was a good idea to expose Ben to that abuse, when she heard Cobra groan in pain.
A few minutes after that, Ben walked out with a huge grin and full of confidence.
“What did you do to him?” Ziva asked
