Kate got up from her desk as Gibbs ordered her down to see Abby but froze in her steps. She stared at the olive skinned woman in front of her,
as that very woman returned the favor. Their staring match was silent but Tony, McGee, and Gibbs could feel the tension.
Tony risked his neck as he gently got up from his seat and started to gently walk over to the two women, treating it like a very easily set off bomb. He was ver close, only a couple more steps and he would be able to manuever himself in fron of Kate to prevent possible rash decisions. DiNozzo knew it wasn't like Kate to not make a completley thought through decision but it was also unusual for her to stare, especially at someone who was staring back.
Before he could get there, the sound of skin on skin contact errupted into the silence and the curly dark haired woman's face was turned away, a red imprint of a hand throbbing on her cheek. An olive skinned hand slowly came up to craddle the injury as she looked emotionally into Kate's eyes. Tony was startled, was that a tear? A tear on Kate's face? He couldn't be sure but he thought he caught a sight of tearful brown eyes as she swept out of the bullpen and into the elevator, jamming the floor number hard.
The foreign woman just stood for a minute before walking over to Tony, acting like nothing had happened, but he could have sworn her eyes looked torn with the decision to talk to him. Work or personal life first? Her eyes seemed to be asking. "Special Agent Gibbs?" He could have sworn it was in her voice as well. He shook his head at himself and at the woman think he was either getting better at understanding people, or he was imagining things because of too many film marathons. He pointed over to the desk nearest the plasma, "That's his desk." Why hadn't boss said anything?
She turned towards the gray haired man, "Special Agent Gibbs," She said with certainty as she advanced to his desk, flashing her badge and showing her six hour,"Officer Ziva David, Mossad."
He turned in her direction with his famous 'Gibbs' stare',"What does Mossad want with NCIS?"
Ziva looked him in the eyse, Tony was impressed,"To keep you from killing one of our operatives, Ari Haswari."
Tony glared, "It won't help that you're here." Ziva turned sharpley towards him and put her best Mossad interegator face on, "And why not?" Her accent was sharp and angry.
He got stiff and replied just as sharply,"He tried to kill Kate."Emphasizing the name, knowing it would have some sort of effect on her. Her body got rigid, her eyes softening in contrast letting the fear touch her eyes. Those amber orbs widened and inside he could see the gory battle ragging. There was no clear winner, both sides taking an almost equal amount of casualties, with Ziva standing alone in the middle, tears streaming down her face, knowing she would lose someone she cared about no matter which side won. As soon as his dip into her soul started it ended with her pulling out her two-way radio and moving towards the window. He grabbed the edge of McGee's desk and shook himself vigorously. What the hell was that?
Sorry for the quality. I know it's probably poor, but I don't have Microsoft Word right now and wrote it in Notepad. That's stupid! They have a dang notepad, but no Microsoft Word installed! Anyways, I hope you like it. I'm still struggling with telling stories. I don't necessarilly like my writting style. It's a bit rough.
REVIEW SO I CAN IMPROVE! lol, Thanks to Atomic Lightbulb and Just Another Tomboy. Very good writers, both with stories that have inspired me! (to write that is....though they may have created a monster! lol) Anyways, check out their stories!
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