Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that appear on the series, they are owned by Belisarius Productions and CBS, the original characters are mine and they help the story along.
ED- Revised edition, Ah very interesting
Moshe descended the stairs lightly making no sound. It was gift. He hated it because he would sneak up on anyone and scared him or her out of his or her socks. He walked into the bullpen and was about to say something to Ziva. Moshe halted the only time he'd seen her face that way. Was when the news of Tali's death had reached them when they were in Haifa one night? Her face was blank but Moshe could tell that she was crying within herself. He knelt down his crisp Israeli English accent awakening her. "Ziva, my love are you well?"
"Moshe!" Ziva gasped coming back into the real world. "You startled me, and yes I'm fine."
"You're sure?" Moshe looked at her with some concern.
Ziva looked at him trying to give him a reassuring smile. "Yes I'm sure."
Gibbs walked into the bullpen with Burley lagging behind as he carried a container full of the tactical computer belt. "David what have you got?"
Ziva rose picking up the remote for the plasma. She clicked the remote and the image of Lieutenant Hong flashed up onto the screen. "Lieutenant David Hong, passed through Annapolis with high distinctions in every class he took. He also passed the SEAL training in all fields of the training."
"He's the killer?" Gibbs said questioningly. "How and explain?"
"He's the killer, yes." Ziva said and then looked back at the Navy record on Hong. "A spy is trained in all fields of military and Intelligence training." She paused.
"Go on." Gibbs said giving her the look.
"Moshe and I are both trained to do all these things the SEALs can do." Ziva turned to Moshe who nodded. "But, we can do it better then your regular SEAL recruit. This leads me to believe he's a spy."
Gibbs walked around his desk and looked at the plasma. "No spy could infiltrate a SEAL team for one mission. A SEAL Team depends on one another they a unique team."
"You're correct Agent Gibbs." Moshe walked over. "He's not a spy!"
"What is he then Officer Rabin?" Gibbs said looking at Moshe as if he were a spider that needs to be squashed.
Moshe shrugged his shoulders. "He's a sleeper!"
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The car was quiet all the way back to Tony's apartment. McGee sat in the driver seat his anger had not disappeared. His anger was directed towards Tony even as he had driven. He had had enough of Tony's antics and now it was the last straw. He glanced sideways. Tony had his head back eyes closed and was lightly sleeping. McGee slowed down as he pulled into the driveway of the apartment block. The bump of the tyres banging onto the cement of the driveway shook Tony awake. "Where here already?" He mumbled.
McGee said nothing as he drove into the underground car park. He switched off the ignition and climbed out of the car. Tony followed close behind him. "Probie, you don't have to walk me to the front door!"
McGee continued to say nothing as he walked into the elevator. Tony gave him a puzzled look he had never seen McGee like this before. The elevator rose and slowly. They both climbed out. Walking down the hall. Tony unlocked the apartment and walked in. "Come on in, McGee!" He walked further into the apartment. "Help yourself to a drink if you can find one?" He turned around to smile at McGee.
WHAM
Tony's head rocked back from the blow of the punch of the McGee had thrown. He hit the floor hard. Blood running down the side of his mouth. McGee bent over him. "You say anything like that again to her. You'll be visiting the dentist for some new false teeth!"
"What is wrong with you McGee?" Tony said pulling a handkerchief from his jacket wiping the blood from his lip and face.
"You, Tony." McGee said looking directly into his eyes. "I don't want you killing the chance you have right now."
Tony laughed bitterly. "What chance Tim, what chance?"
McGee walked to the door. "The one you have right now. The very last chance she and you are giving yourselves."
"How would you know McGee?" Tony said rising to his feet.
"Because, deep down your just like me." McGee said as he opened the door. "You're a scared guy who has had his heart torn from his chest once. By the right girl and now to scared to let her get anywhere near you save for when it has anything to do with work!"
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Burley stood next to Abby as they double-checked the now copied video footage. Burley looked through it. "There's nothing Abby!"
"Have faith, Stan." Abby shook her head. "There has to be something."
The image froze for a moment. A figure moved through the dark and entered the building. Burley sat up as he saw the figure. "Pause it Abs." Abby paused the image. Stan looked at her. "Can you make it lighter?"
"Can a duck swim, Stan?" Abby said smiling as she typed away at the computer. The image grew lighter and the person could be seen clearly. Abby typed away at the computer and the person went back to the point of appearance. She hit the enter button and the person broke into the training building. "You can't see their face!" Abby exclaimed.
They waited until the person appeared and Stan looked as close as he could. "You right Abs. He either keeps his head down or he's not looking at the direction that this camera is pointing." He whacked his hand down on the bench. "Damn it!" Walking out of the lab.
