Here is a new story for ya'll. I hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any NCIS character, and NCIS show episode, or anything to do with NCIS except the Soundtrack! I also do not own any rights to the mentioned movies in this story, except I may own a copy of the movies!!!
Tony stood in Ziva's living room searching for any clue of where she might be. He took the time to look around at the sparse decorations left in the room. She still had pictures of the team set up on the piano in the far corner. One was of the whole team around Christmas last year, another, her and Abby in the lab laughing. Tony looked solemnly at the next photo. It was one of Ziva and Jenny taken sometime during their European ventures. Tony felt a pang in his chest looking at the former director. Even though it had almost been a year since her death, he still blamed himself. He had let his personal selfishness/defensiveness keep him from following orders and protecting the Director. He was convinced that were Jenny still alive, none of this would be happening right now.
Flashback
"Officer David, your return to Tel Aviv has been requested," Ziva heard the Mossad Deputy Director say over the video feed in MTAC.
"Requested by whom?" Ziva asked.
"Classified. Two Mossad agents should arrive soon to escort you to Israel," he added, his voice never showing any emotion.
Ziva stood stunned as the video feed was ended. Something was wrong, and she could feel that. Yet, she did not know what.
Not turning around, Ziva heard Director Vance say, "You have the rest of the day off so you can get your affairs in order. Miss David, I can assure you that I knew nothing of this request until this morning. I tried to sway him, but his mind was already made."
Ziva finally turned around and faced the director. "Once his mind is made up, nothing can change it. Not even family," she explained. "If you will excuse me, I have a lot that needs to be done before I must leave," she said, and Director Vance nodded his dismissal.
"Ziva," he called after her. "I will try everything in my power to get you back. You're a damn good agent," he told her.
When Ziva walked out of MTAC, she felt the eyes of Tony and McGee on her. There were also two men standing by her desk, she instantly recognized one of them, but the other she had not met.
"It did not take long," Ziva commented in Hebrew to the two men as she approached her desk. "Do I have time to pack before the flight?" she asked the man closest to her, who she knew.
"The essentials are being packed as we speak. You have ten minutes to get what you need here," the man replied. "We will stop by your home to pick your things up on our way to the airport."
"Uh, Zee-vah, care to let is in on what's on?" Tony spoke up from behind her.
"I am going back to Israel," she explained, not looking at him.
"You can't just leave," McGee exclaimed. "I thought Director Vance said you were here to stay?"
"He does not have any say over whether I go or stay," Ziva said, beginning to pack her belongings.
"Are you planning on telling Gibbs?" Tony asked.
"She doesn't have to," Gibbs said, walking into the team's office area. He stopped in front of Ziva, the two silently communicating with each other.
"Ziva, it is time," the man said, bringing Ziva back to her surroundings. She looked back at the three men standing in the middle of the bullpen, her team for almost three years. She knew she would never see them again. There was no time for goodbyes, instead, Ziva allowed one of the man to escort her to the elevator, glancing back once more at the team.
The other man stayed behind, watching the two walk towards the elevator. Turning to the three men, he said, "It is best that you do not try to follow, or contact Ziva from this point on," before following the others.
"Boss, they can't just take her like that. She didn't even have a chance to say goodbye," Tony rambled as soon as the elevator doors closed. "They have no right telling us that we can't talk to her."
"They have their orders, Tony," Gibbs sighed. "So do we." He sat down at his desk, turning his computer on.
"You're just going to let them take her back to Israel? You know as well as I do that she did not have to be escorted the last time she was sent back," Tony stormed, leaning his hands on Gibbs' desk.
"We have no choice, DiNozzo. She is no longer under NCIS jurisdiction," Gibbs sighed. He wanted to do something, but he knew they had no choice. Ziva's eyes told him all he needed to know. Once she stepped foot out of the Navy Yard, she would be in danger.
None of the men heard the elevator ding, or a man walk into the bullpen, stopping in front of Ziva's desk. "They have taken her already?" he asked to no one in particular.
"You are?" Tony asked, defensively. The man reminded him of someone but he could not put his finger on who.
"I am a friend of Ziva's and a former partner," the man said. "I tried to get here sooner to warn her, but I see I am too late."
"Ever heard of a cell phone?" Tony shot back.
"They had all her phones taped," the man shot back, glaring at Tony.
"I'm Special Agent Gibbs, and you are?" Gibbs said, walking up to the man to shake his hand.
"Michael Rivkin," the man answered, shaking the Marine's hand. "Ziva has spoken greatly about you, Agent Gibbs."
"That's funny, she's never mentioned anything about you," Tony said, still glaring at the man.
"You must be Tony," Michael said, turning to look at the man. "She has spoken often about you as well," the man said, each sizing the other up.
"Why were you trying to warn Officer David?" Gibbs asked, sensing the tension.
"She is in great trouble. Her father has her termination or return to Tel Aviv so that he may deal with her accordingly. He has deemed her a weak-link in Mossad because she has developed feelings for her team members at NCIS. He believes she is no longer Mossad material, after our botched mission in Morocco."
"What happened there?" Tony asked, and everyone looked at him.
"We were undercover trying to capture a target when the bar we were at was bombed," Michael explained. "I got out unscathed, but Ziva was injured. Her face was captured on many news feeds. Deputy Director David believes this has hindered Ziva's abilities as an undercover operative."
"You knew about this?" Tony asked Gibbs and McGee who just looked at Tony. "She has been on television here too, so I don't see the problem," he said to Michael.
"After the mission, some of the intel Ziva was privy to leaked to Hamas. Three men were taken prisoner, tortured, and beheaded. Her father believes Ziva has let her guard down and Hamas has found a way to her, like her brother."
"We have to help her, Boss," McGee said. "We can't just let them kill her."
"You can do nothing right now," Michael told the probie. "If I know her, Ziva already suspects the truth. She will try to run." Looking pointedly at Tony, he added, "I will try everything in my power to be sure she stays safe, but I am afraid my own skill will not be enough. When her father is determined to see something through, nothing will stop him."
"You don't know Zee-vah then," Tony stated. "She is way more stubborn then Daddy Dearest," he added, grabbing his coat. "I'm going to her place," he told whoever wanted to listen.
"Tony," Gibbs called. "Take Michael with you. Combine your knowledge on David," he ordered the two. Michael took off after Tony, and the two stormed out of the bullpen.
"Do you realize you just threw them into a lion's den?" McGee asked Gibbs.
"Oh yeah," Gibbs smirked. "Go down to Abby's lab, look through anything you two can think of that might help us find where Ziva would go in case of a threat," he ordered, leaving the bullpen.
End Flashback
"I did not see anything in the bedroom," Tony heard from behind him.
"If Ziva was in trouble and on the run, she would not leave anything obvious," Tony told the Mossad officer.
"The only thing I noticed was these," Michael said, handing Tony a photograph. "They were lying upside down on her pillow."
Tony took the photo from Michael and looked down at the first. It was the photograph he found in Ziva's desk of Michael on the boat.
"I did not realize she had that photo," Michael commented. Tony looked up at the man, his eyebrow raised. "Her best friend, my former wife, took that picture while the four of us were sailing one day a few years ago. It was one of the few times Ari and Ziva had where they could forget about everything happening. Ziva could be the girl she kept inside. It was the last time we all spent time together. Ari died a year later, Ziva was assigned here, and Anna died almost a year ago."
"So are you two dating?" Tony asked the question he'd wanted to ask for a while.
"No," Michael let out a surprise chuckle. "Ziva and I were partners during her four months back at Mossad. She also helped raise my daughter, Alia, who will be a year in April."
Tony looked at the next photograph in his hands, and instantly recognized it. It was a photo of Tony asleep on her couch, taken back when he came over every week for their movie night. Back when Director Shepard had assigned him the Jeanne mission that hurt he and Ziva's budding relationship.
"Seems I should ask the question you just asked," Michael gave a slight knowing smile.
"No, it's against the rules," Tony sighed, staring at the picture. "Why would she have these two photos lying upside down on her bed?" he asked out loud to himself. "Wait, she's sending us a signal," he said, tapping the photos on his other hand as he walked into her bedroom. "What pillow was it on?" he asked Michael.
"That one," Michael said, pointing to the right side of the bed.
"That's not her pillow. She sleeps on the left," Tony said, walking over to the pillow. "She wouldn't have had time, or a chance to do much," he said, lifting the pillow and heard a piece of paper crinkling inside the pillow cover. Reaching in, Tony found a receipt for an old movie rental.
"Why would she have an old receipt in her pillow case?" Michael asked confused.
"I know what she is doing," Tony said, walking out of the room. "The night that photo was taken, I had fallen asleep while we were watching the Bourne Series. I had bruised ribs from being shot with a bullet-proof vest on, and the pain killers had put me to sleep. She insisted on me staying here that night so she could watch me," Tony explained. "She's playing Jason Bourne," he told Michael. "We need to tell Gibbs."
So, I hope ya'll enjoyed it! Sorry it is such a long first chapter, but that's what I hashed out in the past couple hours! Please review and tell me what you think! Should I continue??