Title: Borrowed Time
Fandom: NCIS
Author: Alidiabin
Words: 1,402
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Warnings/Spoilers/Rating: AU | Up to 9x14 | Teen
Parings: background Tony/Kate, Ziva/OC
Summary: Tag to the AU scenes where Ziva is still a Mossad officer.
Borrowed Time
"What about Ziva?" Gibbs asked, he knew her being on the team had changed her, and had often wondered if she would still be alive, if she had never joined his team. Mike sat down.
"Not my story to tell, Probie," Mike uttered. Ari moved turned from the bar to face Gibbs.
"She and Agent DiNozzo still got under each other's skin," Ari reported.
Tony watched through the window of the Embessera swimming pool. He studied the woman who was swimming. She was an associate of Ari's. The FBI had been tracking her for weeks. Tony had followed her from a safe house, to the hotel, which she only appeared to be swimming in. He noticed the other woman, with an almost identical Star of David, walk in. The robes were switched. Tony watched the first woman leave. He watched as she walked away. He wondered why a woman like that was helping Ari.
Ziva felt his eyes on her. She had seen him just briefly as she walked in. She had seen her beautiful green eyes. She told herself that if she had to sleep with him in order to get Ari out of the country, it would not be such a bad thing.
NCIS
"So you got away," Gibbs spat at Ari.
"Ziva and I met in Paris as planned," Ari reported.
"Ziva, stop pacing!" Ari shouted as he cleaned the gun and Ziva paced the dingy safe house.
"What would have happened if that American agent had not have seen you," Ziva asked, "Would you have killed that woman? And then one of Agents would have killed you."
"Don't be silly," Ari lied.
"I cannot lose you too," Ziva whispered. Ari rested his hand on her shoulder. He hadn't seen her so vulnerable in years. She looked as broken and as lost as she did when Tali died.
"I promise you will not lose me," Ari replied.
"Do not make promises you cannot keep," Ziva responded, her voice barely above a whisper.
Gibbs bit his lip. He had known Ziva was oblivious to Ari's activities. Love and the fear of losing another person had crippled her.
NCIS
"So you lived?" Gibbs asked.
Ari shook her head and chuckled.
"No my father had other plans," Ari replied.
Eli looked at the photograph of his three children. He ran touched Tali's little face. Though it had been years since her death, it still stung. Not it appeared his son had joined the very organisation that had killed her. Ari was no longer his mole and no longer his son. He had to be eliminated.
Eli picked up the telephone. He dialled the number. As he did he realised what he was signing his son up for. Hamas would know he was as Mossad officer. Ari would be killed.
Ari was pushed against the wall. The gun was shoved into his face. He thought of Ziva as the gun was shoved into his face. He knew what was coming. He tried to fight them but lost.
NCIS
"So what happened to her?" Gibbs asked.
"My sister did what she knew best. She was the best Mossad officer she could be. She also buried her emotions," Ari muttered.
Ziva walked into the bar. Her hair was out her curls run down her back. The dress looked perfect on her. She caught the attention of almost of everyone in the bar. The terrorist she was supposed to be seducing wrapped his arms around her. Claiming her.
They went to bed as planned. She screamed as he rolled around on top of her. The terrorist smiled, thinking he was doing well; pleasuring a woman until she screamed. She was not screaming out of pleasure. She was screaming because it was the only way to let the emotions out. Her world was crumbling around her. Her siblings, her mother and too many friends were dead. She was all alone. She also so willingly took life. It did not matter that it was for the country, she so dutifully served. She had the blood of too many people on her soft hands. Her hands that would never come clean.
The man got off and fell asleep with a smile on his face. Ziva rolled her eyes and got up. She pulled the syringe from her bag and pushed it into the terrorist's skin. She then got dressed. She walked away without a second look.
NCIS
"She was supposed to grab another terrorist from the same cell in America," Ari continued, "But someone got to him first, she was caught by an NCIS agent."
Ziva stood in the American street. Something, was off she could feel it. She spied her target doing his laundry of all things. She watched him as he headed down the alleyway, it would be there that she snatched him. She motioned for the van to follow her.
Suddenly, a shot rang out. The terrorist fell to his knees. He was dead. Ziva had lost her target.
"Ma'm," a man holding a badge called, Ziva looked at him. He held an NCIS badge. "I understand you are a witness to what just happened."
Ziva wondered how the NCIS agents had arrived so quickly, it was then she realised, it had been their mission. The NCIS Agent moved toward her, even as she tried to walk away.
"Ma'm," he continued. He grabbed her shoulder trying to stop her. She punched him but he held on. So, she tried to tear him off of her. The man fell to the ground and when Ziva looked up, she was surrounded by people with guns.
"You're under arrest," one of them shouted.
NCIS
"This is where it gets interesting," Mike interrupted, Ari shot him a glare.
Tony recognized her as soon as he walked into interrogation.
"I remember you, Riva, Visa. No, no, no. Tiva!" he said with a smirk.
"Ziva. My name is Ziva David," Ziva replied.
"Ziva the icy Israeli. I followed you to a hotel pool once," Tony continued as he was consumed by memories.
He had often wondered what would have happened if he had caught her. If Ari would have been killed by Gibbs or even if Ari would have killed Gibbs, he seemed hell-bent on doing that.
"Clearly I made an impression. I cannot say I the same about you," she lied. She remembered him staring, she remembered him taking photographs of the bathrobes. She remembered his eyes. "I do not even know your name,"
"Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo," he muttered.
"Very Special Agent," Ziva repeated her voice soft. She dragged out his name.
"You assaulted a federal agent," Tony muttered switching topics to why Ziva was actually at NCIS in the first place.
"Give me a stamp on the wrist and let me go," Ziva replied, getting up into his space and flicking her hair. It didn't matter that the NCIS Agent was married; she would still flirt with him, if it meant getting out of NCIS.
"Slap on the wrist" Tony answered, "And it doesn't work that way,"
"It does when she has diplomatic immunity," Vance said through the intercom. Tony undid her handcuffs. Her felt her breath on his skin. It had been so long since he had been so close to a woman. Kate was sleeping on the spare bed in the nursery with their son; their relationship was falling to pieces.
"Ciao," she whispered before walking out. Tony watched as she moved her hips. Just like the last time he had seen her, she had gotten under his skin. He fiddled with his wedding ring, ashamed at himself.
NCIS
"When she returned to Israel Eli was not impressed," Ari continued. "He thought her to be weak and he sent her on mission to prove herself."
Ziva sat in Salim's cell. Salim got off of her and slapped her across the face.
"Mossad's whore," he screamed smacking Ziva across the face and ripping her necklace.
He pushed her onto the ground and kicked her. Blood came from her mouth. She looked into the distance her eyes were empty and blank.
"You and your team were not there to rescue her. She lasted just under four months. She suffered greatly. She died there all alone and was then tossed out like trash," Ari reported trying to remain calm but he could not. "Nobody mourned for her. Nobody cared."
