Okay so now our beloved Ducky and Ziva are in the UK I will tell you that we are the country which gave you the queen the band Queen (If you don't know them Google it), Fish and Chips and of course Ducky. Our capital is London our currency is pounds sterling our population is around 62 million and our climate is moderate.
I woke up at 10 AM British time showered at changed feeling incredibly under dresses in cargos and a jumper but, none the less I went down stairs trying not to get lost after two minutes I found myself at a well laid out breakfast table. Ducky was already there chatting with Lily, Harold and woman I assumed to be Harold's wife.
"Good morning" I said in a shy voice not matching my personality but I am in a posh English mansion wearing cargos
"Good morning Ziiiiiiiiiiiivaaaaaaa" Lily ran up to me and hugged me nearly knocking me over.
"This is my mum"
"Bonjour Ziva," Lily's mother a tall brunette with legs up to her collar bone says in a French accent.
"Nice to meet you"
"Maria. Please sit down" I take a seat between Lily and Maria hoping that Harold did not tell them about my fan page.
"Thank you very much for having me" I feel in the sweetest voice I could one thing Mossad has not taught me is how to get people to like you.
"The pleasure is ours sorry I did not get a chance to meet you last night. Donald tells me you are from Israel and moved over to America."
"Yes I moved to America seven years ago." Before she has a chance for more questions a boy in crumpled PJ's appear rubbing their eyes.
"Charles we told you Donald was visiting why are you not dressed?" Harold yells at them.
"Sorry Donald, Ziva boys will be boys."
"Oh no don't worry" Internally laughing thinking if only the criminals were like this after all a tortured body is a worse sight than a boy in crumpled PJs.
"This is Ziva and Uncle Donald" Lily pipes up.
"Nice to meet you Charles say addressing me and Ducky." Before grabbing his slices of toast.
"So do you have any plans today Ziva" asked Harold.
"I thought I would explore" I replied.
"Ok we are taking Ducky to the blue bell railway it is a stem railway in Horsted Keynes. Would you like to accompany us?"
"That is very kind but I would hate to impose."
"Oh no the more the merrier."
"That is very kind thank you."
After breakfast we headed to the cars we took one of the range rovers has 7 seats.
"Can Ziva sit next to me at the back" Lily pleaded
"No she is sitting next to me" argued Charles.
"Okay how about I sit in the middle." I was starting to feel guilty about the kids ignoring Ducky but he did not seem to mind. He was quite happy remembering his child hood with Harold.
"Yes" They screamed.
Once the journey started Charles and Lily had endless questions for me like about NCIS and told me about when they grow up they will be spies.
After 20 minutes we arrived in Horsted Keynes the sight that greeted me was an old fashioned station. In Israel the trains were old but not this old. Not nice old. We walked into the station and Harold bought the tickets and we headed out onto the platform. On the other side of the platform I caught my first glance of a steam train it was like something out of a Dickens novel. I half expected Oliver Twist to jump out.
Finally our train arrived after a long trip we arrived at Milton Keynes and Harold decided to eat lunch so we sat down at a cafe. I was still being bombarded with questions about NCIS and Ducky still hadn't completely we told the past 30 years. The questions were staring to get a little repetitive but then again out of the whole of my life this has probably been one of the best bits as I am not grieving and haven't recently shot anyone. After lunch we went for a walk to another small village Lily and Charles had got over the fact that I worked for NCIS and started racing across fields.
At 4.55 we arrived back at the train station ready to take the last train of the day at 5 all six of us sat on a bench Ducky and Harold telling lily and Charles about ash down forest Maria and I were talking about Paris.
"Mossad freeze" The earth stopped moving and five mossad officers appeared out of nowhere. I reached for my gun before realising its absents.
"MI6 lower your weapons"
"NCIS" A familiar voice yelled
"Tony" I called out.
"Ziva" He replied
Before I could think gun fire had started. Get the family safe thought but Harold had already had.
"Ziva" I turned quickly to Harold and he threw me a gun. A gun why had Harold had a gun? Bloody Hell but before I had time to think Mossad training stepped in fire now questions later and I found myself shooting at Mossad. It did not take long for MI6 and NCIS (well Tony and I) to kill the Mossad officers.
I stood up from behind my cover of the bench from which I had taken out an officer. Tony ran over to me.
"Tony what the hell is going on" but a tall blonde woman interrupted me.
"MI6. Ziva David." The tall Blonde woman walked I assumed to be MI6 walked over.
"Yes what's happening?"
"Your father the director of Mossad has been left a bloody path through Europe avenging the death of his son. Last night Mossad killed a MI6 agent and a few hours ago we received news that the French secret service has also suffered a lost. We have reasons to believe that you are at risk. He is going to try and make his way over to America so we need you to run."
"Where?"
"Back to America"
"How"
"You, agent DiNozzo and various other agents from around the world will have to head east through Europe, Asia, Australia and then South America. The journey will be long as you will not be able to fly."
"What about Ducky"
"He is under no risk we will fly him back to America."
"When do we leave?"
"Now there is a car waiting for you with all you will need it will transport you to Dover where you will have to take a ferry to France and be given instructions from there."
Well Hello again my readers if you have read up to hear I am incredibly thankful. Finally some guns and action along the way our agents will meet some of the world's finest agents trying to escape Ziva's farther. Our favourite couple Tiva will be coming up shortly and as you can imagine visiting some of the most romantic places in the world but will anything happen between them? Please read and review all you lovely readers.