Third POV.

As Prentiss walked into the bullpen she took the view in. She saw Reid drinking his five sugar coffee and JJ entering her office with brown folders in her arms. She looked up to where Morgan, Hotch, and Rossi's offices were. Hotch had his head down and into his paperwork. She looked into Rossi's to see the same thing. She finally looked over to where Morgan's office was and saw Garcia walking in to chat. When she reached her desk she sat down with her coffee in hand and started her paperwork.

Prentiss POV.

I took a sip of my coffee when I heard Reid ask,"Who's that?" He nudged his head to where an Israli woman stood. "I'm not sure." The woman walked into the bullpen where Reid and I were. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to know where Agent Hotchner's office is would you?" She asked. "Yeah I'll show you where it is." I got up out of my seat. "Emily Prentiss by the way." She shook her hand. "Ziva David. Yes, it is nice to meet you." I smiled at her. "It is nice to meet you too. This way." I lead her to where Hotch's office was. "Here it is." I told her. "Thank you." I walked back down to the bullpen to where Reid was.

Ziva POV.

The woman Emily was very nice to me. I thumped on the door of Agent Hotchner. "Come in." Agent Hotchner said from inside the office. "Yes?" He asked. "My name is Ziva David. I am the liaison from NCIS." He looked up. "Right, the new liaison, have a seat." I took a seat across from him. "Your recored is very impressive. I see you came from Israel, served as NCIS' liaison on a one Agent Gibbs' team? As a Mossad Officer?" I nodded my head. "Yes I did." He nodded. "And a couple of years ago you became an official NCIS agent?" He asked. "That is correct." He nodded and looked back into the case file. "Have you ever profiled before?" He asked. "I believe so. It is what is needed for your job here at the FBI's BAU. Am I correct?" He nodded. "Yes. Very well. You can call me Hotch. Let's go meet the team."

We walked back into the "bullpen" where there was a curly haired guy, a blonde woman and Emily. "JJ? Can you go get the rest of the team?" He asked. The blonde woman stood up. "Sure thing Hotch." When 'JJ' came back she came with another blonde woman, a dark skinned man, and an old guy. "Everyone this is Ziva David. She's the liaison from NCIS." He said. He said my name wrong so i corrected him. "It is actually pronounced 'Daveed'." The Hotch guy nodded his head. "Sorry." He said. "Sorry is a sign of weakness." I said. He looked at me. "Did they teach

you that back in Israeli?" He asked. "No I actually learned that from Gibbs." He nodded.

"Ziva this is Jennifer Jareau our media liaison." He pointed to the blonde from earlier. I shook her hand. "This is Dr. Spencer Reid." He pointed to the curly haired guy. I shook his hand. "This is Penelope Garcia or Technical Annalist." He pointed to the other blonde. "David Rossi." He pointed to the old guy. I shook his hand. "Emily Prentiss." Before he could point I 'butted' "We have met already." He nodded. "And Derek Morgan." He pointed to the dark skinned guy. He smiled and I shook his hand. Jennifer came up to me. "You can call me JJ." I nodded and smiled at her. Penelope came up to me and hugged me. My eyes went wide as she squeesed me. I kept my arms to my sides. "You can call me Garcia." I smiled. "You remind me of someone back

from NCIS." She looked at me. "I hope it's a good thing." She raised an eyebrow at me. "It is a good thing. Yes." She smiled and skipped away. Then David came up to me. "Welcome to the team. You can call me Rossi." I nodded. Derek then came up to me.

"You can call me anything you want. Everyone calls me Morgan though." I smiled. I think I shall stick to Morgan." He then went up to his office. "You can call me Reid." He said from his desk. "You can have this desk." Hotch said.

I sat down at my desk and put my gun in the bottom drawer and locked it. I had a knife at my left ankle and another gun at my right ankle. "You know, you should really keep your gun with you. In case something happens." I heard a voice. I turned around in my chair and saw Morgan. "I have another one on me." I said. His face went emotionless at my words. "Oh. I didnt think of you as a girl who would carry more than one gun." He said. "I also sleep with a gun underneath my pillow." His eyes went wide at my words. "Well I am definately not sneaking in your room while I you are asleep." I looked up at him. "You do not want to mess with me." He looked at me. "What are you going to do? Kill me with a paper clip?" I smiled. "I can kill someone with a paperclip 18 different ways." His eyes went wide at my words. "Are you sure you're just an NCIS agent? 'Cause you seem more than that" I smirked. "I was actually a Mossad officer. A trained assasin. My father is the director of Mossad." He nodded his head. "Now I definately do not want to mess with you." He said. I felt a buzzing at my hip. "One Second." I said to him. He nodded in understanding.

I took out my phone and looked at my caller ID. Tony. I answered my phone. "What do you want Tony?" I asked. "Just wanted to check up on my favorite ninja." Said Tony. "I'm the only ninja you know Tony." I reminded him. "True. Listen Abby says 'hi' and so does Ducky and The Gremlin. And Elflord," I heard a 'hey!' from the other line. "also Gibbs just says 'he cant wait to have you back', oh and I say, I miss you." He said. "Tony I've only been gone a day." I said. Then JJ walked into the bullpen. "Guys we've got a case." I went back to my phone call. "I have got to go Tony. Goodbye." I snapped the phone shut grabbed my gun out of the bottom drawer and headed to the conference room. I got there and sat down in a vacant seat.

"This is Jerry Bringer. He was shot last night in his home in Washington. He survived a shot to the shoulder, missed his heart. He should be out of the hospital tomorrow. There were two others, Jason Borg and Julian Biggs. Both died of gunshot wound to the heart." I listened to them talk awhile. I spoke up. "Have you noticed that all three men had the initials J.B.?" They all looked at me. "No I didn't. Nice job Ziva." I nodded my head. "What if the 'unsub' tries to kill Jerry again? Shouldn't we have someone to watch him?" Hotch looked up from the folder. "Fine. You and Morgan will watch him. You will stay in a hotel room just in case the unsub does come back." I nodded my head. And saw Morgan nod from the corner of my eye. Hotch stood up. "Everybody go get your bags. We take off in 35 minutes." Everyone stood up and grabbed their case files and walked out the door. As I exited the conference room, Morgan came up to me. "So who was that on the phone? Your boyfriend?" He flashed a smile. "No. Tony is my partner back at NCIS." I then walked away.

Author's Note: So how was it? Should I continue? Review!