Hey all!
This is my first fanfic on my own and the first one of NCIS!
I know, it's a short chapter but it's only the first one, and there is more to come!
Disclaimer: Nope don't any of the charakters on the show... oh wait a minute... No, no I don't
He hit his steering wheel again and again. It didn't matter how much it hurt his arm, he felt stupid.
It was stupid to be going in there alone, he should have known that Rivkin wouldn't listen to his threat or warning. Vance was right he
shouldn't have gone to Ziva's place with bringing someone along. And when Ziva asked him about it, he could only justify himself saying
that where and how much he shot Rivkin was the right thing to do.
Tony moved his hand through his hair. All he wanted to do was protect her from the same betrayal he put Jeanne through. He shrugged,
he messed this one up all right.
Tony looked ahead of him. It was three in the morning and he was about to head home after a long night of filling out forms and writing a statement on his stay in Israel. The mustang purred as the engine started. All he could do now was go home, have a drink, get a few
hours of sleep and be here again tomorrow morning looking at the empty desk in front of him.
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The next day the mood in the bullpen at NCIS was tense. Gibbs was more quiet than usual, Tony wasn't cracking jokes or making a fool
out of someone and there was no Ziva baiting Tony. McGee felt nervous, he had never seen those two acting like they did now. Of course he missed Ziva, but they acted like she died, but all they needed to do was grab their phone and dial her number right?
McGee almost jumped in the air when his phone broke the awkward silence surrounding them.
Checking his phone and saw it was Abby calling him. Glad of this interruption he answered his phone more enthusiastically then intended.
"Hi, Abs!" He chirped
" McGee, I got to show you something really cool. It's got something to do with mold!"
McGee, who got to know Abby's obsession with mold while working with her on a previous case, knew that it indeed
looked somewhat cool, and everything was better than sitting in this silence.
"I'll be right there."
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While McGee was downstairs, Gibbs was waiting for his senior agent to speak out and tell him what was on his mind. Although Gibbs knew what was on his mind he still hoped Tony would speak to him or someone else. Except this time he didn't. It reminded him of the time Jenny died and Tony blamed himself. Tony would work it out on his own, but it'll take some time.
It would take Gibbs sometime too. He's not a someone who trusts people fast and easily 'cause when he does something like this happens,
he was betrayed.
Of course he didn't know where Ziva's words stopped and her father's took over.
But still, hearing or seeing your trust violated is something he doesn't take lightly.
But he should leave it all behind and will when the rest of his team got their heads back together.
He sighed and got back to the paper in front of him. Getting a new case would help all of them.
And like god heard his plea, his phone rang telling them there has been a murder which needed solving.
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Director Vance sat in his office walking through some files when his phone rang.
"Vance," he answered, with half his attention still at the file looking up at him .
"Vance, this is Eli," There was a deep intake of breath before he continued, "I have a favor to ask you"
This drew Director Vance's full attention to the call. He drew himself upright and concentrated on Eli David's next words.
" It's Ziva, I need your help."
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Please tell me what you thought!
And if the english is bad let me know! English is not my first Language.
It will get more exciting the rest of the story, and ofcourse some TIVA.