Tony crossed the street to a coffee shop. He hadn't been off the Navy Yard long as he thought about his teatime with Ducky.

Anthony, I believe you're in perfect mental health. Perhaps you watch too many movies-"

"No such thing as to many movies."

"Yes, well your imagination is quite vivid- though I highly doubt that your 'dream' was merely a figment of your imagination."

"So you believe me?"

"I believe… some things just can't be explained. Dr. Cranston will double check when she comes in."

He'd shot out of the building as soon as the doctor said they were finished. It was great to be out of the stuffy office and into the fresh spring air. McGee had pinged Ari's cell phone for him and, luckily, he was in this coffee shop a few blocks from NCIS headquarters. Tony spotted him seated at an outdoor table reading a newspaper and sipping coffee. He took that as an invitation to casually sit down across from him.

"I hear this is like winter in Israel."

Ari didn't look up from his paper when he responded, "It's colder, actually. But your spring isn't nearly as bad as your winter."

Tony chuckled, "Yeah, a friend of mine used to complain if it hit 38 . Said she missed that the most- warm winters. Hey! I think you might know her- her name's Ziva David."

This got his attention. "Ziva David is dead and she's never been to the States during the winter."

"I guess you're right about the second thing… but you sure lack emotion for a man who just lost his sister, Ari."

"You have proof of this…?"

"DiNozzo. Tony DiNozzo." Tony supplied.

"Tony." Haswari repeated.

"And no, I don't have proof. Just… a gut instinct. So, you know where she is?"

"No. Why?"

"Like I said, I'm a friend. I worry when I don't hear back from her."

"Who do you work for, Tony DiNozzo?" Ari asked slowly, leaning forward.

"Huh. Good question. Baltimore PD. Working on a… personal case with NCIS."

"Ah, NCIS." He mused. "How is Caitlyn?"

"More aggressive than I remembered."

"When was the last time you saw her?"

"2005. In reality, never."

"So 2005 was an alternate universe?"

"I guess you could say so. In this alternate universe, you killed her. Then Ziva killed you and joined NCIS. She was my partner for 8 years." Ari gave Tony a look that encouraged him to go on, so for the twentieth time that day he explained his story.

When he was done, Ari leaned back and took a long sip of coffee, his mind working to figure out what was next. Finally he spoke. "So you loved my sister?"

Tony scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah… I guess I do. At least, I did in my dream."

"Then I will help you." He whispered lowly. "Ziva is not dead. She's been part of a sleeper cell here under an assumed name for the past 2 years. I have decided that you are going to help me get her out of Mossad."

"Great. When do we start?"