A/N: Also a beta-ed version thanks to PhillyCh3zSt3ak. This chapter is slightly different than the originally posted. Please read and review.

It was first in the almost six hours SG-1 was left alone. Gibbs′ team needed to finish some tasks, before they′ll all gather at Jethro′s house to discuss the next steps in investigation. Daniel decided to go on a hunt for coffee and Teal′c joined him in need for some nourishment. Jack came to stand face to face with Sam: "You ok, Carter?"

"Sir?" asked Sam, confused.

He pointed to her arm, wrapped around her middle. "Oh... It′s nothing, at worst I′ll have a couple of bruises."

Jack gave her a look, but let it slide. "Ok. Did you find anything?"

"Not yet, whoever's doing this, they′re good. Umm, sir? I think Agent McGee′d help..."

"He wasn′t even able to find our names, Carter."

"Sir, Thor helped me hide that information. No one is or will be able to find that out. But agent McGee got pretty damn close with the tech he has access to," argued Sam.

"I wasn′t dismissing the idea, just pointing out that I know about another person with clearance, who can help," grinned O′Neill.

"Sir?" asked Sam confused.

"I heard Abigail Scuito works right in this facility... Why don′t you go get her, so we can debrief her?"

"Of course, sir," she smiled.

"What does one need to do to get a hug here?" asked Sam upon entering the lab.

"Sammy!" cried out Abby and rushed to give her the requested hug.

"Hello Abbs," chuckled Carter.

"What are you doing here? And for how long are you gonna stay? Where are you staying? And why didn′t you call or send an e-mail that you′d be here?"

"Abby, slow down. As for what am I doing here, Agent Gibbs arrested us."

"Oh no, he didn′t... Wait, us?"

"He doesn′t know you′re my cousin. And yes, the others are here too. C′mon, the Colonel wants you up in MTAC."

"So are you gonna tell me why Gibbs arrested you?" asked Abby in the elevator.

"We, uh, wanted to steal a body," Sam admitted sheepishly.

"No, you are the ones that stuffed Ducky and Jimmy in a body bags?" asked Abby incredulously.

"Oh, I′m sorry about that. Teal′c needed to make sure they wouldn′t escape and thought this would be less painful than a zat bolt," blushed Sam a little.

"You mean that thing which fires the blue energy rays?"

"Yes."

"Sam, I ran some tests on it and..." Abby bit her lip.

"Abbs, I′ll explain it to you in the evening, over dinner, sounds good?"

"What?" she asked, but Carter already had her retina scanned and was opening the door to MTAC.

"Abby, long time no see," grinned O′Neill.

"Jack!" smiled Abby and ran to give him a hug.

"You look great, by the way," the Colonel complimented her.

"You too."

"Well, Daniel′s the cause of most of the silver hair. The rest is on your cousin."

Abby chuckled lightly. "I′m sure of that."

"Hey! I can hear that!" said Sam.

"On a more serious note, Abby, do you remember the non-disclosure agreement you′ve signed when you worked with us?"

"Of course, why?"

"Well, you′ll now get to know why it needed to be signed. For a start, let′s just say, everything you′ve believed in is true. At least in some other universe, right Carter?"

"Yes, sir," Sam grinned lightly, pulling her cousin into a seat next to her, while starting: "In 1928, Giza, Egypt..."

"Ziva!" Tony hissed at her from around the corner and motioned for her to come close.

"What do you want?" she asked. He just continued into the elevator, with her trailing behind him. Inside, Tony pushed the button for the top floor. "Where are we going, DiNozzo?"

"I need to talk to you," they got out and went to the stairs to roof. "They told us we couldn′t work on this case, unless we sign a non-disclosure agreement. And since Johnson was a Marine..."

"You signed it, so you shouldn't be discussing it with me, Tony."

"You are part of the team! And rule number 15 is 'Always work as a team!' And then some flyboys come in and throw you out..." he got interrupted by his ringing cell. "It′s Gibbs," he said before picking up. "Yes, boss?"

"Get your ass down here. And bring Ziva with you." The call ended.

Tony growled in frustration. "We are both expected downstairs. I don′t understand it! They come in, tell us a tale, and then expect us to just believe them! I mean c′mon, a real al-."

Ziva put her hand over his mouth and stopped him before he could finish. "Tony! I understand. They don′t trust me. They′ve got the orders from your president. Tony, I′m not a NCIS agent, I′m a Mossad officer. And as much as I′d like to be with you on this case, I understand."

"You′re not at least a little bit mad?" he asked incredulously.

She got back into the elevator. "Oh, I am mad. But I′m saying I understand. I know you wouldn′t let some flying boy investigate a Marine's death."

"Flyboy, Ziva. It′s a nickname for Air Force officers," DiNozzo couldn't help, but point out.

The Israeli just shot him a warning look. They went back to bickering until they met with Gibbs and O′Neill outside MTAC, who both had unreadable expressions on their faces.

"Agent DiNozzo, you do realize I can get you arrested for treason and sent to a place where no one will be able to find you?" asked O′Neill quietly.

Tony′s face paled.

"I′m not going to do it, but take it as a warning. You should thank your team-mate for having enough sense to know the meaning of the word non-disclosure. One would think that English was her first language, not yours," continued the Colonel with the same quiet voice.

"As for you, Officer David, me and Agent Gibbs have a couple of questions. But first, let′s round up my team and the rest of yours and have something to eat."

"And I believe DiNozzo is buying." added Gibbs.