Trust No One
A/N: This is pre-Somalia, set right after Aliyah.
A/N2: For those of you less educated in Jewish culture, to make aliyah is for diaspora Jews (Jews who do not live in Israel) to return to the homeland, aka Israel. It is a mitzvah, or commandment, to do so.
I had never thought I would make aliyah. I was born in Eretz Yisrael, the land of Zion and Jerusalem. Why would I ever need to return? But then Jenny got me a job at NCIS, in America. America! But someone I trusted, someone close to me had betrayed me. I asked Gibbs to transfer me to another team, and I guess that in a way Mossad is another team. I take Michael's place in the Kidon unit in two days. I have my orders, to go to Somalia and kill Saleem Ulman. I can only hope for a timely return, because I need to sort out what I am going to do. But Mossad is an officer short, and I will be an improvement to this mission. I will do my duty to my father and my country, in that order, just as I have always done. What is another couple of broken bones? What is some bruising? Pain means nothing to me anymore.
My father would be proud. His little Mossad officer, trained from birth to walk for miles on end, to kill with a weapon or bare hands, to feel no pain, physical or emotional, to interrogate by sex or intimidations, to be the perfect asset. America has proved exactly what he told me all along – "You can never truly know another person or their secrets."
That, and trust no one.