Heloooooo! I don't own Fringe or NCIS they belong to Donald Bellissario and J.J Abrams. Not me. I have only seen the first season of Fringe so don't judge me if I get something wrong but if I do and it can be amended please tell me and I will change it. This is a short chpter but they will get longer.
Ziva David stood outside her apartment block wondering what to do. She had just got fired from NCIS, a job that she loved and she gave it up because of what? Failure? No. Freedom? No. She gave her life up because she failed an evaluation for god's sake!
The director had made the entire team take a psyche eval after a particularly let's say strange case. (I won't bore you with the details but let's just say that it involved a mad scientist, a crazy monster and an 'up for anything' marine petty officer.)
She opens the door that leads to the foyer of her apartment block and punches the circular button to call the lift. Why did they ask about Somalia? Why? They knew that it was a touchy subject for her so why did they ask her exactly what happened? She had told them and had gotten herself fired. Nice going Ziva she thaught to herself as she got into the lift to climb up to her floor.
She opened the white door to her apartment and stared around. Would she still be able to afford this after a while? Where would she go?
1 HOUR LATER
After a long bath Ziva decides that it is finally time for dinner and realised just how hungry she is. Just as she puts the soup on the oven top to warm through the phone rings. Under the circumstances she thinks twice about answering it but she begins to think that the director may have realised his error and called her to apologise. Yes that's what would happen. She picks up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Is that agent Ziva David with NCIS?" No such luck. The man on the other end sounds nothing like Director Vance.
"Yes..well no not anymore" she says and then realised that she has told her secret to a stranger. Even Tony, Gibbs and McGee do not know yet she thought to herself.
"My name is agent Broyles with the department of Homeland Security"
"What can I do for you agent Broyles?"
"I think the question is, Miss David, what can I do for you?"
"Excuse me?"
"I would like to offer you a job Miss David"
"In Homeland Security?"
"Actually Miss David I have been working with the FBI on a new division called the Fringe division"
"Fringe? I have never heard of it"
"We investigate cases relating to something called the pattern. For example, you know that airline that went down a year or so ago?"
"627?"
"Yes. That was the first of many cases that we have had over the past year. We are beginning to believe that we don't have enough man power to defeat this thing. Put simply NCIS meets the X Files"
"Do I have time to think about this?"
"No. I would need you in Boston by Tuesday"
"But today is Saturday...wait! Boston?"
"Yes miss David the job is here in Boston. Did I not say? Well are you in?"
What have I got left here? She thinks "Yes of course I am in"
"Thank you miss David I will call once I have arranged the smaller details. We will put in some temporary living arrangements while you get yourself settled."
"Thank you very much agent Broyles"
"Welcome to the FBI Special Agent David"
