Disclaimer: NCIS belongs to DPB, CBS and Paramount. I am doing the following for my own entertainment and am making no profit.
Author's note: Hello to anyone who is reading this, this is my first attempt at writing NCIS fanfiction so please go a little easy on me. This is my way of dealing with Twilight denial, though I do like both Ziva and Jenny Shepard's characters which is why they are here. I hope that you enjoy this I know that this idea may be a little far fetched but that is what fanfiction is for right:)
Prologue
Ziva David set in her office looking at the open files that now lay scattered over her desk. It wasn't looking good. No it was decidedly looking very, very bad. With a sigh so soft that many would not even notice it, she picked up her phone. "I need to speak to Jenny Shepard."
"May I ask who's calling?" The voice over the phone said sounding bored.
"Ziva David." The audible click over the line signaled that she was being transferred. It would only be moments now, just moments and she would betray her own bother.
"Shalom Ziva, is this about the op?"
"No Jen, this is about something much more dangerous." Ziva fought down the slight tremble that came through in her voice.
"What could be more dangerous then terrorists?" Jen tried to keep her voice light and airy but there was something in the Mossad agent's tone that had her truly worried. When the other woman didn't answer for several moments she decided to drop all pretense. "Ziva why are you calling me?"
"It's about my brother." It came out as little more then a whisper, taking a deep breath she continued sounding more like the in control person that she was with each word. "We need to meet. I don't want to discuss this over the phone. Our usual spot in an hour?"
She didn't even wait for a reply before returning the phone none to gently in its' cradle. The first step was complete now all she had to do was find the guts to continue what she started.