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When Ziva's David's alarm went off, she groaned and turned over to turn it off, she hit it too hard, and heard a crack, and heard something hit the floor with a smash.
Crap! She though to herself, Not another alarm clock! Now that is another thing that I am going to have to do on my "day off".
But she knew that it was most certainly not a day off, instead, it was merely another work day, just on a day that should be a day off. What is the difference really anyway?
She got out of bed, took a shower, did her hair and makeup (just for the occasion), and put her protection duty uniform that she wore every time they had an assignment like this (a black pair of dress pants, a nice silk-black shirt, and a dress jacket that was also black, with black high heals). She hated wearing this outfit because it was all black, and it reminded her so much of what she would wear to a funeral, it made her sad to think of how many funerals she had been to in Mussad, she didn't like the thought of wearing these cloths to work too, but orders were orders. You have to listen to them.
As soon as she was showered and dressed, she looked at the time, and realized that she was 20 minutes ahead of schedule, that meant that she could eat a healthy breakfast, instead of the ones that she always got at the bakery down the street from her on her way to work.
She decided to make eggs, she had not had them in a long time, and so she thought that it would be a welcome change of pace. She cooked them, and sat down at her kitchen table to eat her breakfast, also something that she had not done in a very long time.
She sat down and started to eat, and then she heard a knock at the door. The knock startled her, and made her jump and draw her gun. As she walked to the door, with her gun at her side, she looked through the peep whole in her door, then sighed, and put her gun back in the holster at the side of her hip, and opened the door.
"What are you doing here?" she asked in a weary voice.
"Well, it has been a while since I offered you a ride to work, and you seemed a little down after yesterdays happenings, and so I thought that I would offer you a ride." Tony replied, and then invited himself into her home.
She sighed again, and closed the door behind him. "That is only half the reason you showed up to offer me a ride to work today." She told him.
"And how do you know that?" he questioned her
"Tony." She replied, with a tired voice.
He winced slightly, How does she always no what I am up to? It's not fair! He thought to himself.
"So are you going to answer the question?" Ziva asked him.
"What's the point, you already know, so why bother?" he said back, now feeling a little defeated. Changing the subject, he told her; "So I looked up this Megan girl, and I couldn't find any definite pictures on her. She must not have performed yet."
"Did you find out anything about her?" Ziva asked him
"No, there was like nothing on her, other than her age, and where she came from. She doesn't even have any songs out yet." He told Ziva. Seeing that Ziva was not going to respond quite yet, he continued; "So do you want to know where she is from?"
"Sure." She replied
"Well, it said that she was from New Hampshire, but-"
"But you think that is not true." She finished for him.
A little bummed that she had finished his thought for him, he continued; "No, I don't think that she is really from New Hampshire,"
"And why is that, did you find anything else out about her?" She pressed on,
but Tony shook his head 'no'. "No, I just have a gut feeling that it is a lie, where she was from. And I think that it is interesting that it says online that she is 16 and not 14 like MeGee found on her file."
"Really?" Ziva asked, a little surprised that she did not already know that Tony had more to share.
But Tony on the other hand was very proud of himself that Ziva seemed to be caught off guard by his find. This seemed to be an on-going game between the two of them, who could out-smart the other.
Even though Tony had gained some points, Ziva knew that she still had the upper hand in this, and would not stop until Tony figured this out.
"And about that 'gut feeling' that you had," she said as she grabbed her nice black jacket that she had taken off for breakfast, and started to walk over to Tony as she spoke, "you are not Gibbs." She told him, then gave him a friendly slap in the face, and turned away to walk out the door.
Tony was a little stunned by the slap, thinking; Where did that come from? So he didn't follow Ziva until she called out "Are you coming" over her shoulder, then he ran after her.
They arrived at the office with two minutes to spare.
"Thank you for the ride, Tony." Ziva said as she set her backpack down behind her desk.
"Your welcome." He replied, "I love the fact that we are barely here on time, but we are the only people here."
"Yes," Ziva agreed, "It is very interesting that there is no one else here. Not even Gibbs!"
"Wow, yeah. I think you are right." Tony replied as he started looking around. And as Ziva had said, there appeared to be no Gibbs. "What are we going to do without our Fearless Leader?" Tony asked, and chuckled to himself.
Right as he said that, he felt a firm slap on the back of his head, and then a deep voice behind him, "What have I told you about calling me that DiNozzo?"
Tony winced in pain, "Not to, Boss"
"Uh-huh" he said, storming past them to his desk.
Gibbs, Tony, and McGee all had on their black, protection duty suits on, and they were ready to go. So the team gathered up their stuff, headed to the elevator, and went off.
The car ride over to the banquet was a long, and very quiet ride. But when they got to the intended destination, there was plenty of noise to make up for lost time.
As they entered the space, they discovered that they were outside. There were tables arranged everywhere that were beautifully decorated. Flowers were spread everywhere giving the whole place a very springy feel. It was a little cool, but not to much as though you would not enjoy yourself.
At the front of the tables, and the flowers, and the sea of people preparing for the banquet, was the stage were Megan would be singing the song that she had written with returning soldiers in mind.
As quick as they could, the team meet up wit the other security detail to see were they would be needed, and to get the exact details of there duties. Tony, Ziva, and McGee were assigned around the stage. Ziva and Tony would follow Megan as she got off the stage, to go to the dressing room that had been made for her. But Tim would escort her on to the stage.
Gibbs had instructions to bounce back and forth and see what need to be done, and wear they need extra help and what not.
By the time that they got their assignments, most of the guests were there, and seated.
It was a Black Tie, formal event, so all the people that came were dress very nicely, with the men wearing a suit and tie, and the woman wearing formal dresses. There was a few children there, around 20 of them, but there was by far more adults.
The event started with a man going up and making a speech about how the navy ships were conditioned, and the harsh conditions that the naval men faced, and how grateful he was to them for sticking with it, and never giving up.
He introduced all the soldiers there by calling their names, then he said; "Now, we have a new star that is coming to perform tonight. Her name is Megan. I have seen her perform, and she will easily be the next teen-idol. She is going to sing a few of her songs, one she wrote with the returning soldiers in minds. And here she is, Megan."
The crowd clapped as the man got off the stage, and Megan appeared. She wore a dress that was elegant, to fit the event, but still allowed movement for her to be able to move around on stage and not be constricted.
At that point, Tony and Ziva were standing next to each other on one side of the stage, and McGee and Gibbs next to one another on the other side of the stage. And as Megan walked on to the stage, the team's first impression was that Megan looked a lot like Ziva. Megan had dark hair and dark, tan skin. Her hair was wavy, and very pretty, and the way that she carried herself, it was very much like she knew what she was doing, like she had prepared for this for a long time.
But there were things about her that no one could quit put there figure on, something almost different about her, but it quickly went away once she spoke.
"Hello everyone." Megan said with a perfectly unique American accent, "How are you all doing today. Thank you so much for being willing to hear me perform, I hope you all enjoy what I am going to sing today. My first song is called Been Here All Along, and I have written this song about the daughter of a soldier, waiting for her dad to come home, always having him on her mind, and the memories they share. Um . . . so here it is, I hope that you all like it." She finished with a smile, turning around to give the ban behind her a count, when they started playing, the whole crowd watched. The song started off with her humming. She had such a warmness about her that the crowd seemed to instantly love her.
As she progressed in her song, the crowd nodded with the slightly upbeat song, as her beautiful voice filled the air as she sang the words. She had a few of the wives and children in tears at the truthfulness that her song brought.
When she was done, and stepped back from the mike and smiled, the whole crowd was on there feet clapping and cheering. She smiled and waved as the cheering continued.
When the cheering stopped, she continued with some of her other songs, and the crowd loved all of them, but no song compared to that first one that she sang.
When Megan was done, she got off the stage, and Tony and Ziva followed her out.
Megan kept a good distance in front of them as they went along the back of the stage, when they came across a teenaged boy who obviously knew Megan. He marched right up to her and started yelling.
"How dare you go up there and pass off songs that I was the inspiration for and not even mention my name?" He yelled at her.
"Oh, is that what you were? The inspiration for those songs?" She asked back to the boy on a completely calm voice.
Tony and Ziva didn't get involved yet, they were supposed to give Megan her space. And just keep an eye on her. "Yeah!" He continued to yell, "I am the inspiration to those songs, and you know it!"
"Do I?" she replied, still keeping her composure.
"Wha-What are you talking about? I am the only and will be the only guy in your life, so who else could those songs be about?"
"You have officially lost it." She threw back at him, "I don't ever want to see you again, you are way to controlling, and I can't handle that. You know that I am a very independent person."
"Are you breaking up with me?" He asked with a voice filled with anger.
"We were never dating! I really don't know where you got it in your crazy head that you and I were dating, but that is so NOT true. So why don't you get out of my way, I really don't have time for this." She said has she pushed past him and started to walk away, but he caught her arm and started to pull her toward him, but with one swift motion, she had him on the floor moaning.
Satisfied that he would not bother her anymore, she walked away like nothing had happened.
Ziva ran after Megan, while Tony stayed to help the poor, unsuspecting boy.
"What was that?" Ziva asked Megan as she walked into Megan's dressing room, only to find her putting her hair up in the mirror as if it didn't affect her at all.
"What?" she asked turning around to face Ziva, "Him?"
Ziva nodded. And when Megan continued to stare at her, she continued; "Do you have an explanation for that?"
"What he was starting to get annoying, so I did the right thing and tried to walk away instead of dropping him where he stood, but when I walked away, he grabbed me, so I reacted by almost killing him."
"Ugg, ok, whatever. So now what?"
"You tell me, you are the Special Agent, I do not have authority here."
"What are you talking?"
"Tell me what I am doing. That is what I am saying."
"We will wait here until Gibbs get here." Ziva told Megan
"Kay, whatever." Megan replied back, and turned back to the mirror.
Hey, ok. I know that this chapter took a long time for me to write. But with school, and basketball season, and the boat load of homework given each night, I just could find time to write until now. Again, so sorry. But I have the chapter up now, and I hope that you like it and that I have not lost your interest. Please review! Thanks!
