Gibbs punched the green button on his flip phone. That was how you made a call wasn't it?
"You gotta dial the number first boss." Gibbs stiffened a bit at Tony's suggestion.
"I know DiNozzo." Tony chuckled a bit. He had become used to Gibbs's stony deflection.
"Boss there's been a murder in Quantico." Mgee called from the landing. Gibbs turned
"You don't do me much good from up there Mgee/"
"Sorry boss!" Mgee cried as he rushed down the stairs two at a time. On the last step his foot caught on the plastic that covered its edge, falling flat on his face.
"Smooth mc-trip." Tony chuckled as he passed Mgee."
"DiNozzo!"
"On your six boss!" Once in the sedan Tony noticed something was different. "Where's the assassin this morning?"
"I don't know DiNozzo, why don't you call her?" Gibbs turned to look at Tony.
"I-I will boss." Tony took out his phone and dialed Ziva's number.
"Crackle crackle סגור או אני אנשוף את הראש שלך!" Tony looked at his phone incredulously
"Boss, listen to this, what language is this?" Tony held his phone up to Gibbs's ear. Gibbs listened intently for two seconds and then pulled a huge U-turn in the middle of a busy intersection. Tony braced himself against the window. "Boss what was that about? What language was it?"
"Hebrew" Gibbs replied tersely.
"So? She was probably just chumming it up with some Israeli friends."
"I heard gunshots… and I heard Ziva scream." He said more to himself then to anyone else.
