Abby had offered to take care of the wedding preparations and asked Ziva to hand over her private cell-phone. She had been kind of proud that Ziva handed it to her without any hesitation, seeing it as a proof of trust she had in her.

By lunchtime the next day she knew it wasn't only trust but also extreme weariness. Abby had talked with the priest at 8 am half an hour later the rabbi had called and it had taken her about ten minutes to explain that she wasn't Ziva and did not speak Hebrew. She made a mental note for herself to learn that language. The following hours went by with talking to the florist, the caterer, the rabbi again, some relatives of Ziva from Tel Aviv (now she really wanted to learn Hebrew) and the stuff of various hotels in DC to find an available ballroom for the wedding.

Ziva had finished up paperwork on old cases all morning. Glad that she was not interrupted by her phone. At lunchtime Abby rushed into the squad-room.

"Ziva, catch!" Abby said and tossed the phone at her friend.

It took Ziva some time to realize that there was actually a call.

"Hello?" she said into the phone and got up when she got an answer. Without looking at her friends she hurried to the break room.

"What's that all about?" Tim asked.

"Did she forget her phone at your place?" Tony wanted to know.

Abby sat down at Gibbs desk, as he had been called into the MTAC a while ago. "No, I asked if I could help with the wedding preparations."

Tony made a hissing sound out of pity.

Abby nodded: "Exactly. See, I don't have problems in talking to florists and caterer and hotels and even her aunt in Tel Aviv, who is a very nice person by the way, but that was her father."

"Eli David?" Tony asked disbelieving. He had not expected an answer from Ziva's father. Abby nodded.

Ziva came back and sat at her desk without looking at anyone.

"You okay?" Tony asked.

"I'm fine." She answered automatically knowing they didn't believe her.

"So what did he want?" Abby asked carefully.

"He told me, that he will not be able to make it to the wedding. There is an important conference at that particular day." Ziva said and finally looked up. There were no tears in her eyes but it was obvious that she had hoped for him being there.

"I'm sorry Zi." Tony said while getting up and walking over to her.

She shook her head: "Don't be. It would have been kind of strange with him being there and Gibbs leading me to the altar." Then she smiled: "But he offered to pay for our honeymoon. He suggested the Carlton Hotel in Tel Aviv."

Tim looked on the internet and sent the pictures to the big screen. Now they all gathered on front of it looking at the hotel pictures.

"Looks like a concrete block." Tim said a little disappointed.

"But it's only one minute from the beach and … wow … it has five stars." Abby said impressed: "I wanna go there too."

"And it's only a few more minutes from Eli David." Tony mumbled. He was not eager to spend his honeymoon with his father in law living fifteen minutes away while he wanted to do all kinds of… love to his wife.

"I definitely need more hands." They heard Gibbs voice behind them and shortly after that Tony and Tim got a head slap and after them it was Zivas and Abbys turn. Tony noticed that their head slaps were almost lovingly while is neck hurt a little.

Then Gibbs looked at the screen. "Nice place for a honey moon but we have more important things to do. Grab your gear."

NCISNCIS

Gibbs did not bother to tell them what was up and so they were surprised when he stopped his car in front of the Department of Corrections and they followed with the truck.

"What…?" Tim said as they pulled up next to a NCIS truck that was already there.

They got out and a woman approached them.

"Agent Barret." Gibbs said.

"This is my crime scene Gibbs." She said.

Ziva had just unpacked gear from the truck and now saw Gibbs and Barret argue.

"What happened here?" Tony asked.

"The Finnigan-guy was found dead this morning." Gibbs explained without looking at his team.

"Yeah and since he is involved in the trial next week it's my case." Barret hissed.

"He's dead?" Ziva asked to be sure.

Barret looked at her: "Looks like he hanged himself. And now get out of here this is my case."

Tony, Tim and Ziva had loved to stay and listen how Gibbs argued with Barret but he had told them to leave so they did.

NCISNCIS

"The Finnigan-guy is dead." Tim told Abby as they entered her lab.

Abby looked up and suddenly there was tension in the room.

"He had a deal with the state attorney. If he had testified against Joffrey, Finnigan had only gotten 10 years." Tony said.

"Then why did he kill himself?" Ziva asked and tried to sound easy.

"Maybe he didn't. Could it be that Joffrey has friends in prison who might help him to get away?" Tim asked.

They looked at each other and the tension grew.

"Gibbs seems to think something about that is odd. I'm sure he was told that Agent Barret would be handling that case. But he let us drive there anyway." Tony said lost in his thoughts.

NCISNCIS

It was almost midnight and he had no time. The man at the gate had let him in because he was an old friend. The young man sneaked between the high shelves and searched for a certain box in the glow of his flashlight. He had to find it or his Boss would be angry at him. He could not bear that thought. No. He needed to do what he had told him. There it was. He found the box he had been looking for. Quickly he opened it and took the disks and tapes out. Carefully he placed the box back and went to leave.

He felt safe in his car. He had done it now he had to complete the other task. He took his Laptop and started to hack.

tbc