Chapter 8: Disaster Strikes Again

Hi! So I have decided to continue, Thank you for the support, you guys are so nice! (:

And who's looking forward to 'Shiva'? Omg, I AM SO EXCITED!

-Lana xx

Dawn came with a clear pastel blue sky decorated with a few pearly clouds.

After a few hours of uneasy sleep, Ziva and the others packed their belongings and left to board the private jet waiting to fly them to Washington.

She exited Mossad Headquarters, knowing full well this was almost definitely the last time she would be there, her last tie to it broken. She had spent much of her life there, risking her life daily, training under the most pressurizing conditions. But it had been her home, and after her Ima and Tali's death, it had been the only way of life known to her. And now it was completely at a close.

She exited the place with 3 Mossad protection agents around her.

And she exited the place with her head held high.

She knew from upstairs windows, agents stared, for one last glimpse of her as she left the building for good, crossing the cracked concrete ground, never, not once, looking behind her.

She met Gibbs, Vance, Hamadi and Calev in front of the jet. However there were another 2 unexpected people there. She supposed she should not be surprised. Seeing her approach, Hamadi turned to face her and explained the Liat and Malachai were her protection detail as soon as she left land. Ziva only nodded, not particularly happy with this adjustment.

'Shalom Ziva, we are sorry for your loss.' Malachai said.

'He was a good man.' Liat followed it up with, making eye contact with Ziva.

She slowly nodded again, noticing Gibbs and Vance exchanging a glance, not understanding the Hebrew.

Hamadi then took her hand in both his hands and said, 'I wish you luck Ziva. I know your abilities, combine them with everyone else's and we will catch Kafele. Of this, I promise.'

He had also spoken in Hebrew, only the Israelis understanding.

Then that was it. They boarded the jet, found seats and then prepared for take off.

It was only once they were in the air flying away from Israel, did Ziva let a lone tear slide down her cheek.

Kafele's POV.

He watched them get off the plane and be embraced by their welcoming committee.

Ziva hugged Tony first. Abby hugged Gibbs and Vance hugged Jackie.

Ziva then turned around to the others and was bombarded by Abby who almost knocked her down in a huge hug. Of course, Ziva would've hugged Tony first. He had expected it and this acted as a confirmation for a latter part of his plan.

He watched his target move through the people, relieved that everyone was okay. After all, she had feelings, they were her friends; family. He noticed Liat and Malachai positioned around Ziva. He had also anticipated that. Their positions were perfect. Kafele finished preparing his weapon.

He knew this would hurt Ziva. Perhaps fatally hurt her.

He allowed his target survey her surroundings one last time.

There was a smile on her face.

Then a picture of his dead sister entered his mind,

And without further hesitation he fired.

Over 250 yards away, chaos erupted on the runway as Jackie Vance fell to the ground, a sniper shot right through her heart.

He moved quickly, time was of the essence now. It had to be played exactly right. Running forward he darted through the nearby trees that lined the runway.

Over on the runway, meanwhile, Liat and Malachai had hidden away a furious Ziva inside the plane while the agents began to spread out, hunting for a sight of Kafele. Abby, Jimmy and Ducky joined Ziva on the plane, Abby incredibly pale, looking very scared. The Director lay on the ground over his dead wife.

Tony, McGee and Gibbs sprinted forward heading in slightly different directions. Gibbs, to the far buildings, McGee to the other side of the buildings and Tony, towards the dense patch of trees around the middle of the runway.

Kafele stood there now hidden, watching his plan fold out brilliantly.

DiNozzo was approaching fast, almost there now.

A few seconds later he ran right past Kafele. Kafele jumped out and attacked.

Tony never knew what was happening until he lay on the leafy ground, world fuzzy and spinning around him. Before he lost consciousness and darkness took him, he thought of Ziva.

Kafele stood over him, heart beating fast. It had been so easy. Even easier than he had thought. Now it was stage 3 of the plan.

Ziva's POV

Almost 15 minutes later Gibbs was back and so was McGee. They waited another 10 minutes until they guessed what had happened. They searched by the trees. No Tony. By now Ziva knew what had happened.

Kafele had shot Jackie then ran to intercept Tony.

He had succeeded.

He had Tony. And at this point, Ziva vowed that she would stop at nothing, NOTHING, to personally murder Kafele and kill him in the most painful way with her bare hands.

Her family was one thing, and Tony was another.

AN: Longer than my other chapters I know but I had to fit it all in! Thanks for reading(: