Hello all, sorry it has been a while since I last wrote anything but I have been obsessed with catching up on reading the Twilight fan fiction. Anyway I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and a great new year.

Here is my new story, as usual the pairing will be Ziva/Gibbs, my favourite couple of course, there still isn't enough fan fiction about this pair but anyway I hope you enjoy. Just take into consideration that where I live I have not seen NCIS season 6 or 7 and therefore this story does not follow any of the episodes.

Please review and give me your thoughts.

A LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS

NCIS HEADQUARTERS

WASHINGTON DC

1100 ZULU

It was a quiet Friday morning in the bull pen. Gibbs had gone on one of his coffee breaks. McGee and Ziva were sitting at their desks doing paper work while Tony was his usual self, oooing and ahhhring over something he was not supposed to be doing.

"Tony? What are you looking at? You are giggling like a teenage girl at a slumber party," Ziva questioned as she watched him hum and hah while ogling his computer screen.

"Nothing that concerns you, Ziva. Just finishing off my report from that Lieutenant Marish case," he responded as he turned his head to the side to get a better look. McGee stood up and made his way towards his desk to get a better look.

"Sure, if you call the Lieutenant Marish case being the, 'Judge my breasts dot com', Tony," McGee argued.

Tony quickly threw his hands up to cover the screen, "you shouldn't look at that probie, you might hurt your virgin eyes!" he retorted laughing at his own joke.

"I will not stand here and let you talk about my so called lack of virginity Tony, and if you must know I am not a virgin, but if Gibbs see's you, you will be in trouble," McGee grumbled heading back to his desk.

"Well I can't help it probie, reports are so boring and you should see some of these photos Ziva, maybe they could give you a tip or two!" He said excitedly.

"Are you saying there is something wrong with my breasts?" Ziva questioned angrily as she started to rise out of her chair. McGee's sparkling eyes danced back and forth between the two verbally sparing co-workers, glad for the little breather from a boring day full of filing and reports to fill out.

"Well I don't know Zee-va, how about you come over to mine tonight and let me look at yours and then I'll let you know," he counted back as he mimicked her stance.

"DiNozzo," Gibbs barked as he made his way into the bull pen cradling a fresh cup of coffee. "If I ever see you using the company Internet for anything other then research you can start writing up your reports using a paper and pen, understand? NOW BACK TO WORK!"

"Yes boss, sorry boss, three bags full boss," Tony mumbled under his breath sarcastically as he sat back down and begin typing his report.

"For being a smart ass, you can go down to Abbey on your lunch brake and pick up her reports for me and make sure you take her a caff-pow!"

"Not my lunch break boss," he whinged. "I have a date with that new sheila in the accounts department today," Gibbs abruptly cut him off with a glare. "Yes boss, anything else, like maybe my first born son?" He grumbled.

"What was that DiNozzo?" Jethro growled.

Before Tony could answer McGee barked out a loud laugh, "Tony I can't see you settling down long enough to have a dog let alone a child."

"McGee, he doesn't need to be settled down to have children. With the amount of women he has been out with and with all his details of said conquests it wouldn't surprise me if there are hundreds of little DiNozzo's running around Washington as it is," Ziva smirked back.

"That's not funny Zee-va," DiNozzo glared at her.

"I thought it was Toe-ny," she barked as she matched his stance.

Before Gibbs could interfere the shrill call of a cell phone startled the occupants out of their verbal sparing.

"SHALOM," Ziva bellowed into the phone not once taking her eyes off her childish partner. "Todah," she said sounding surprised, before heading over to the window that overlooked the navy yard for a little privacy.

"Why cant she speak English? I cant understand what she is saying," complained DiNozzo while he squinted in Ziva's direction as if it would help him decipher the fluent Arabic language that was suddenly getting louder and angrier.

"That's the whole point Tony," McGee huffed back. "So people like you can't listen in with your big ears."

With a growl and an abrupt goodbye from Ziva's end she headed back to her desk, dropped into her seat and placed her head in her hands. "Everything alright?" Gibbs asked worriedly as he looked over her hunched form.

Peaking out from behind her fingers she shook her head, no, standing up she walked over to her bosses desk, lent over it and whispered so softly that only her and Gibbs could hear the conversation. "One of our Mossad agents are currently undercover in a Hammas cell right here in America. His task was to infiltrate and recover any information that he could. Apparently the computer that he hacked into contained more then any of us expected, not just the plans and names of the terrorists of this particular cell but of 7 others situated around the world. He was caught just as he finished downloading the information, but escaped. They are now after him. Ada wants me to meet him when he gets to Washington so he can pass on the disk, where I will then pass it onto Mossad."

"Why can't he take it?" He murmered back.

"His life became forfeit as soon as they found out what he had done, they will not cease to track and kill him, if he passes on the information then we have a better chance that the disk will make it to Israel," she paused before mumbling so quietly that even Jethro had trouble hearing. "If the disk makes it at least then he wouldn't have sacrificed his life for nothing."

"When do you have to go? And can you tell me where you have to meet?" Gibbs questioned breaking the uncomfortable silence.

"I cant tell you Gibbs and I have to meet him in 2hrs time and it takes that long to get to get there, so I must leave ASAP."

"Take DiNozzo with you then," he ordered. "They are after one of your officers, this will put you in danger too."

"I need to do this alone Gibbs, this is a Mossad operation you know the rules, besides I will be fine."

"Ziva take DiNozzo p. . . . . " He almost begged her to take back up.

"Gibbs," she whispered giving him a small sad smile. "I must go alone."

Brushing his hands over his face he replied. "Fine, but I want to see you back here before you go home and if there is trouble or if your gut tells you something is not right you ring me, understand?"

"Of course," she answered as she grabbed her gun, knife and bag and rushed towards the elevator with Gibbs close behind her.

"Ziva?" He murmured as he stood just inside the open doors of the lift. "Take this just in case," he grasped her petite hand in one of his large ones, with her palm up he placed his spare gun in it. Closing her hand over the top of the cold metal he then laid his free one over it, "Be safe and come back to us," he murmured. Before she could respond he was gone and the lift doors had closed leaving behind a very surprised and shocked Ziva.

TBC

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