Eliot and the Unknown Woman

Chapter 3

After half an hour of very private, very detailed questions, Gibbs finally acknowledged Chanel was who she said she was. She did not remember any of her captivity and only just remembered the accident, having children, and being married. She had married Tommy instead of Gibbs for a thousand reasons and no reasons at all. She still loved him fiercely and that would never change. Tommy and Chanel had even named their son Jethro and their daughter Aribella, for her soul mate Ari who died a martyr's death.

"Chanel, where are you? I can help you. Please."

"Yes, you can help me and when the time comes, we will meet somewhere other than where you are. They are no doubt watching you."

"You are right. What can I do? There must be something I can do in the meantime."

"Are you there by yourself?"

"No, Mike died. Ziva is here with me. She couldn't go back to Moussad, and with you gone she had no place else to go."

"Ziva good. I will want to talk to her as well. We will need her. Jethro, I need you to get McGee to provide the access codes to an untraceable fax machine for me. We are going to track down the bastards who did this to my children. He needs to give the limitless access information and password for black ops and CIA. Send it from a Kinko's where he makes copies of his books. We'll take it from there. What about Abby?"

"She is working at a private lab now. After we knew you were dead and the children, probably due to some conspiracy, she couldn't work for the government anymore."

"I want you to send her to a specific hospital with a specific doctor. I'll have that texted to you. I'll be there in the next day or so. I have to make arrangements. I don't even know where it is. We have to test me for toxins, for rape, for self destruct bombs in case they have infected me with a time sensitive self destruct device. Jethro, YOU DO NOT COME. You must do all this from where you are doing the things you normally do. Ok?"

"I understand. Do you think they might have done those things, and you don't remember?"

"Baby, until two hours ago, I didn't remember my name, but I could still kick ass."

Jethro laughed out loud at that and passed the phone to Ziva.

(Italics is said all in Hebrew)

"Shalom, Achot."

"What happened? Where are you? I have to come protect you."

"All in good time. Is Jethro still there?"

"No, he walked down the beach. He was crying. Are you ok?"

"I don't know. I need Abby to run some tests. I just learned my name two hours ago. I've stumbled on this team of thieves of all things. Quite a change from assassins. They have helped me learn my name and what has happened. They are helping me access my money and gave me a phone to call you. My knight in shining armor found more than three locator devices on my body and my clothes. He is the only one of the group that can kill. He knows weapons, martial arts, and that's pretty good for a pretty boy. " Chanel stroked Eliot's unshaven face lovingly while his eyes never left hers.

Elliott rolled over to Chanel his deep voice carrying over the phone, "Pretty boy, huh? You haven't even seen the whole package yet."

"And the pretty boy speaks Hebrew. The package just gets more impressive, Eliot."

"Eliot? Not Eliot Spencer?"

"Yeah, why is something wrong? Is he a bad guy? Did you sleep with him Ziva?"

"He is a fucking killing machine Chanel. And he prefers not to use guns. And as much as I would like to say I had, I have not. He would be a missed opportunity."

Eliot whispered to Chanel, "Ziva David?"

"That would be my best friend, for like more than a decade. Did you fuck her Eliot?"

"She eats men for breakfast, Chanel. I have not slept with her."

"How do you know I don't eat men for breakfast?" Chanel could hear Ziva laughing loudly in the background.

"You might Chanel, and I would gladly lay myself before you on your breakfast buffet."

She looked at him, lying across their currently shared bed with his shirt unbuttoned and exposing his impressive chest. Their eyes locked while Ziva waited on the other end. "I think you would make more of a feast than a breakfast, Eliot. Now stop distracting me." Chanel climbed on top of Eliot and straddled his waist, feeling his compelling hard-on through his worn jeans, while she finished her conversation. "Ziva, when I am ready for you be ready. It's time for Ninja chicks to come out to play. And when we find the person who ordered this, I want you to apply your special gift to him or her before I kill them."

"Understood. Gibbs is back. Give him the information and I think this call has gone on entirely too long Achot."

"Agreed. I will talk to you tomorrow. Shalom, Achot."

"Shalom. Here is Gibbs." Ziva handed the phone to Gibbs and hung around to hear the one sided conversation. She could tell Gibbs had been crying in passion and in relief probably. But now, he was ready to get down to business.

Chanel hung up from Gibbs, having passed along the information. Turns out of the hospital was in Pasedena so they would not even have to travel far. Abby would though, but she was thrilled to do it. She still maintained her straddling position across Eliot's waist, gently tracing patterns across how well developed chest. He grabbed both her arms and held them above his head. "Are you ready to quit playing now and go home?" Chanel leaned forward and kissed him with her mouth open absorbing him into her. He lifted his hips up crushing himself against her heated center.

She pulled back from his mouth, but leaving her body spread across his. "Yeah, baby. Take me home."