Hey guys, sorry i have not published in a while but i have been busy with Uni applications and all that jazz, anyway I am writing the next chapter today, so should be up by tonight or tomorrow night, hopefully, there wont be to long a wait for chapters now.

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She hid from them, her body half covered in mud and the rest of her covered by the darkness. The rain came down in blankets, the occasional explosion of thunder and flash of lighting making it hard to see through the haze.

She had been running from them for what seemed like days, when in reality, it had been a few hours. A few hours since the attack, a few hours since losing her best friend and a few hours since she was the only one left.

They had always been just a few paces behind her, no matter how fast she ran, what direction, the traps she lay to slow them down, they kept coming, like predators, always tracking her, always just one step behind.

Her body was frozen from the rain, her cloths stuck to her uncomfortably and her teeth chattered, her hands were numb, her finger barely able to move as she rested it on the trigger.

It was difficult to hear the marching feet over the thunderstorm but her almost bionic hearing picked up an unusual noise just to the side of her. She listened carefully, drowning out the sound of the rain, she closed her eyes, counted to five and as soon as the sound was almost right in front her, than pounced.

x

Ziva woke from a fitful slumber, her head and back aching from the uncomfortable bed that she lay on. Rising into a sitting position she swung her legs over the side of the bed, hissing slightly as a pain ran through her leg.

Sighing and pinching the bridge of her nose she got slowly to her feet, ignoring the snores of Tony in the other makeshift bed, she smiled slightly and opened the door, bright light streaming in as she did so.

The sun burnt her eyes as she walked through the door, she squinted slightly as the door to the shack closed shut behind her, a cool breeze blew her hair from her face and she surveyed the rest of the village with dark eyes.

Seeing Gibbs on the radio at the other end of the village, she started towards him, a sharp pain shooting up her injured leg, as she got closer to Gibbs, she saw his worried expression, the creasing of his brow and slight twitching of his lip, the sad look in his ice blue eyes and tensing. Ziva waited patiently for him to finish his conversation before asking what was wrong.

"Was that about my father?" Gibbs nodded. "And?"

"Still no news" Gibbs said with a frown. "Vance wants me to meet him and Harder in the embassy; I want you to continue looking into what happened at the base, that and your father going missing can't be a coincidence."

Ziva sighed and her eyes dropped to stare at her feet. She nodded her head, remaining silent. Gibbs lifted his hand and grabbed her chin gently, lifting her face to look at him.

"We are going to find your father Ziva, but right now i need your head in the game, i need you to lead the team on this mission"

Ziva nodded.

"There is another thing." Gibbs said. "The pilot they found in the helicopter crash was so badly burnt that the people who found him just assumed that it was the pilot, the DNA didn't match. The whole thing was staged"

"Staged?"

"According to Abby's working, the helicopter landed before it was destroyed, if it had been shot out from the sky, there would be more damage and no one would have survived."

"If that is true than why did harder not say anything? He was only injured, why not kill him?"

Gibbs silence was the only answer she needed.

"Vance and I are going to have a chat with him, right now i need you to get moving, we have stayed in this village long enough and we have a mission to do, we don't want the trail to go cold."

"So the scene of the crash would be a good place to start."

Gibbs nodded again,

"Get the team together and get your asses out there. The sooner we get out of this place the better." Gibbs suddenly slapped the back of his neck, looked at his hand, than wiped it on his trousers.

"The bugs are getting on my nerves." He said with a ghost of a smile. Ziva smirked slightly than turned on her heel and walked towards the small shack she had just came from, she frowned as she spotted Natalie diapering into the bushes.

x

It was dark, so dark he could barely anything, other than the outlines of furniture that was illuminated slightly by the light peeping under the door. There was a dripping of water somewhere to his left, a constant tap, tap, tap of water hitting metal.

His hands were tight and there was an odd tingling in his leg, his head felt heavy and his body felt weak. From the sounds outside, he could tell he was not alone, the faint drone of voices accompanied by the hum of car engines.

He sniffed, than sneezed quietly; dust filling his nostrils and making his nose cannel tickle and burn. He tried moving but upon doing say gritted his teeth as a stinging pain shot up his leg, travailing up his back and rested in the base of his neck.

The sudden sound of footsteps made him freeze, his dull eyes moving towards the door and resting there. He heard the door handle screech as it turned, a bright blinding light flooded the room and a large man strolled in, his frame just a dark shadow due to the direction of the sun rays.

"Good afternoon Director David" he said, Eli's eyes widened slightly, his keen ears finding a familiar tone in the man's voice.

"Long time no see." The man said as he stepped into the light, Eli saw his face and his own expression morphed from confusion into fear and shock. "Brother."


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