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"David, my office now!" Gibbs yelled, getting up from his desk and making his way to the elevator. Ziva hurried to comply. She stepped into the elevator just before the doors closed.

"What is it?" Ziva asked.

Gibbs flicked the emergency switch and the elevator dimmed. "Remember rule twelve?"

Ziva nodded slowly. "Yes…"

Gibbs looked her in the eyes. "Forget it."

Ziva looked up in shock. "What?"

"I don't trust Lachlan." Gibbs began, "I want you to get close to him. Maybe get some information"

Ziva looked skeptical. "Why?"

"Gut feeling."

Ziva shook her head. "Is this an order?"

Gibbs thought for a moment. "If it needs to be." He said finally.

Ziva nodded. "Alright then." She said and faced the front of the elevator once again.

Gibbs smiled and flicked the emergency switch. The elevator lights went on and it began moving again. "Oh, and don't tell anyone. This is between you and me."

Ziva began to step out of the elevator as the doors opened. "Of course." She could be an excellent actor when she wanted to.

"And Ziva?" Gibbs said, grabbing her arm.

Ziva turned around questioningly. "Yes?"

"Be careful."

Ziva laughed. "I think I will be able to handle it."

She composed her face into a perfect mixture of sadness and anger as she stepped out of the elevator and into the bullpen.


"What do you think they're doing in there?" McGee asked as Ziva followed Gibbs into the elevator.

"What do you mean?" Lachlan asked curiously.

"In the elevator. It's his office."

"The elevator?" Lachlan asked incredulously.

"Yep." McGee replied, "he flicks the emergency switch. It's usually something bad."

Lachlan nodded, confusion still evident on his face. "Oh."

"So what do you think is going on?" McGee asked again.

Tony shrugged. "Ziva probably killed someone again."

McGee shook his head. "Seriously, Tony."

Tony looked at McGee. "I was being serious!"

Lachlan spoke up. "Is she really as dangerous as you all say she is?"

McGee and Tony laughed. "Oh yeah."

"You saw her drive before, right?" McGee said, feeling sick at the thought.

"And she's a Mossad assassin." Tony added.

"Oh." Lachlan said, "so she wasn't lying about being Mossad."

Tony shook his head. "You have much to learn, young one." He said solemnly, "she's a Mossad Liason Officer. Of course she's Mossad, Reynolds"

"Right." Lachlan said, mentally slapping himself.


They all looked up as the elevator dinged and the doors opened. Ziva stepped out of the elevator looking upset and angry. Gibbs was one step behind her with a look of worry on his face. Why would Gibbs be worried about Ziva?

Tony raised his eyebrows at McGee questioningly. What do you make of that?

McGee shrugged, looking equally confused. No idea.

Ziva sat back at her desk, dropping into her chair. Tony observed her from his desk. What is going on? He hadn't realized he was staring.

"Yes, Tony?" Ziva asked, breaking him out of his reverie.

"What?"

"You were staring." Ziva sighed.

Tony grinned, snapping into playful mode. "No I wasn't, Zee-Vah." He said, "I was just wondering what Gibbs wanted."

Ziva snapped. "It is none of your business, Tony."

Tony was shocked. "Is everything okay, Ziva?" he said, switching from playfulness to concern.

Ziva sighed softly. "I am fine, Tony."

Tony forced a smile. "Well who's up for drinks then?" he said, looking around.

Lachlan smiled. "Sure. I got nothing better to do."

McGee shrugged. "Alright."

Tony looked at Ziva. She hadn't answered. "Ziva?"

She looked up thoughtfully. Lachlan was going to be there. This would be a perfect time to set some groundwork. She smiled. "Sure."


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