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Chapter 7: Director Eli David
McGee let his mouth fall open. Ziva and Tony both stared at him blankly. The room was silent, except for the movie playing. After several minuets, and Tony trying to convince himself not to kill the probie, he spoke through gritted teeth. "What. Do. You. Want. McGee?" Tony breathed. McGee swallowed hard.
"I…uh...brought this…for…Ziva." He held up his manuscripts for 'Rock Hollow'. "I…uh… thought she'd like something…to read." Tony narrowed his eyes and walked around the bed and over to him. He snatched it from him and slammed it down on the table next to Ziva's bed. Ziva couldn't help but chuckle slightly.
"Thank you, McGee." She said. Tony looked down at her, and then back to the junior field agent.
"Anything else, Probie?" Tony asked, walking up to him, staring him right in the eyes.
"Uh, no. No, that's it." Tony brought up his hand and placed a hard slap on the back of McGee's head. McGee nodded and walked out of the room, but stopped in the hallway. "Oh, and Tony?" Tony rolled his eyes and opened the door again.
"I'm sorry for interrupting." He chuckled as he walked back down the hall.
"What's funny, McGee?" Abby asked happily.
"Nothing. Something Tony said." He shrugged slightly. "Oh, those are nice." He held one of the black roses in his hand, "They for Ziva?" He added. Abby smiled.
"Yep." She replied. She walked past McGee.
"Uh, Abs, I wouldn't do that." McGee warned.
"Do what?" She asked innocently.
"Go in there." Abby raised an eyebrow.
"Why not?" She asked.
"Because I just took her something to read, and I interrupted."
"You interrupted what¸ Tim?" McGee chuckled.
"Them." He said. He turned and began walking. Abby stood and thought for a minuet, but then quickly ran to catch up with him.
"What were they doing?" She asked, a widespread smile on her face.
"I didn't see anything." McGee shrugged his shoulders.
"You're lying." Abby replied. She continued to stare at him. McGee sighed.
"When I opened the door, Tony and Ziva were…close. And Tony quickly jumped out of Ziva's bed when he saw me." Abby began jumping up and down repeatedly.
"Yes! They're together! They kissed! I knew it!" Abby flung her arms around McGee and hugged him tightly.
"Abby, I did not say they kissed." McGee replied.
"Oh, McGee, if they didn't kiss, they wanted to kiss." Abby chuckled.
Tony got back next to Ziva, and slipped his arm around her waist. "Now, where were we, be for the McInterruption?" Tony smiled. He pressed play on the DVD player and relaxed against Ziva. Both started to doze off, when the cell phone on Tony's hip began to ring, loudly. Tony let his head fall backwards.
"You better answer it Tony." Ziva said. Sighing deeply, he stood up from the bed and flipped open the phone.
"DiNozzo."
"Hello, Tony. How is Officer David doing?"
"She's a lot better, Director Vance." Tony replied.
"Well that's good. Director Eli David would like to speak to you to discuss Ziva's condition."
"Oh, well, I don't know sir…It's pretty late, and I'm very tired tonight."
"I'll patch him through." Vance said.
"No, sir, wait! I…"
"Agent DiNozzo."
"Director David. How are you sir?"
"I am fine, how is my daughter?" Tony turned and looked at her. He smiled. She was peacefully sleeping.
"She's doing much better, sir. I expect her back out there on the field with me in no time." He replied.
"Very good, Anthony." Eli said. Tony snapped his head to Ziva. She's dreaming. He thought to himself, she was turning as much as she could with her arm wrapped up like it was. "May I talk to her?"
"Uh…" Tony paused. He furrowed his eyebrows together as he watched Ziva.
"No, Tony! Wait! Stop!" Ziva was now yelling as she dreamed.
"Was that her, Agent DiNozzo?" Eli asked. Tony swallowed hard.
"Tony!" Ziva yelled again. "No!"
"Got to go, sir." Tony said and hung up his phone. He rushed over to Ziva and gently shook her. "Ziva…Ziva…wake up." Ziva opened her eyes and then blinked once. Twice.
"Tony." She moved her hands over his chest, as if she was feeling for a gunshot wound.
"Ziva, what's wrong?" He asked. She looked up at him.
"It was so real." She whispered. He slid in his spot on the bed and put his arms around her.
"Ziva, I'm fine." Tony whispered back. Ziva's breathing slowed down, as she calmed down in Tony's arms. She fell asleep on his chest, and he fell asleep as his head lay on top of hers.
Director Eli David of Mossad stared at the phone before hanging up. He looked up at Michael.
"Is she alright, sir?" He asked. Eli smiled.
"She will be fine." He replied. Sighing deeply, he picked up the phone again.
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"NCIS." The operator replied.
"Director Eli David for Director Leon Vance, please."
"One moment please."
"Yes, Cynthia?" Vance picked up his phone, annoyed, because he wanted to go home to his family. It was, after all, after eleven.
"Director Eli David of Mossad is holding for you sir." Vance sighed deeply and put his briefcase down on his desk.
"Put him through." He waited until he heard the click, "Hello Eli."
"Ah, Leon my friend."
"Did you talk with Agent DiNozzo?" Vance asked.
"Yes, I did. Thank you, Leon."
"Not a problem, Eli. So what can I help you with?" Vance asked, now sitting back down in his chair. Eli chuckled.
"You know I sent Ziva back to you, because I felt it would be a safer place for her in America, as I have previously stated." Vance raised his eyebrows.
"She is safe here. I assure you what happened was…" he sighed deeply, "an accident. And it won't happen again." Eli chuckled again.
"I am sure it will not. But her actions are result of her feelings, Leon. She was not trained that way. She has forgotten her training. She needs to be reminded."
"What exactly are you saying, Eli?"
"Send her home."
