Chapter 8 – More Than a Turf War

After all of the FBI agents had left Anthony turned to look at Ziva who smiled.

"Thank you," Ziva said, sinking into the couch.

"You did get rid of the evidence, right?" Anthony asked, ignoring her words of thanks. "Because if they find out I lied, we'll both go down."

"Of course I got rid of the evidence," Ziva said indignantly, rather insulted.

"We have to tell Jethro about this," Anthony said as he pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed Jethro.

"Jethro," he said, finally answering his phone.

"Boss, our favorite deputy director was here and tried to arrest Ziva," Anthony said.

"What do you mean, tried?" Jethro asked.

"Well, I just pointed out that Vance wasn't the most trustworthy person and that they should investigate further before they accused Ziva of something," Anthony explained

"Did she take care of everything?" Jethro asked.

"Yes," Anthony said promptly.

"You know, I think it's time we paid a visit to our old friend Tobias," Jethro said.


When Sal and Jethro had been younger they had gotten into quite a bit of trouble over a counterfeiting scam. The person that had gotten then out of it had been Tobias Fornell. He had been fresh out of Quantico when he found evidence that didn't point to Sal or Jethro. Jethro and Tobias had been friends ever since. They were each other's information. When Tobias wanted information on a gang banger, he would ask Jethro and in return Tobias would give Jethro a record for anyone he asked for.

Their friendship had remained a secret from the Bureau, because it would have ruined Tobias's career. He had been offered the positions as Director several times, but had turned it down, for fear of his connection with the DiNozzo mob being discovered.

Tobias was sitting in his office filing paperwork when his phone rang. He picked it up.

"Agent Fornell," he said into the phone.

"It's good to hear your voice, Tobias," Jethro said.

"Jethro, you old bastard," Tobias said. "How is everyone?"

"A well as can be expected," Jethro said. "I don't know if you've heard or not, but there have been some accidents recently."

"Yes, I heard, is DiNutso alright?" Tobias asked. While Tobias had always had the utmost respect for Sal DiNozzo, the same couldn't be said for his son, Anthony. Anthony had always had a way of pushing Tobias's buttons, making the hate mutual.

"Yeah, Anthony is fine but Ziva had a miscarriage," Jethro said. "That's actually why I'm calling. I need a background on someone."

"Who?' Tobias asked, his gut churning.

"Leon Vance, he's from San Francisco," Jethro said, not daring to reveal anymore over the phone.

"Why?" Tobias asked.

"Curiosity," Jethro replied.

"Jethro, you know that curiosity killed the cat, right?" Tobias asked, slightly amused.

"Yeah, well, good for me that I have nine lives," Jethro replied.


Several Days Later…

Tim was standing in line at Starbucks, waiting for his and Abby's drinks when Booth appeared next to him.

"Heard you were in an explosion," Booth said.

"Yeah," McGee said, trying to stay cool. "I was on a date and someone rigged our car."

"So, it's true that you're dating Jethro's daughter?" Booth asked.

"Yes," Tim admitted.

"Do you know Ziva David?" Booth asked.

"We were introduced," Tim said. "We don't know each other personally. All I know that she's Anthony's girlfriend."

"I want you to keep an eye on her, report back anything unusual," Booth said.

"With all due respect sir, I don't work for the Bureau anymore, therefore, I'm not obligated to report anything," Tim said, and he walked away, leaving Booth standing there, stunned.


"And he just walked away," Booth ranted to his wife later that night. He flopped onto the bed and began to flip through channels, finally finding the Flyers game. His wife came out of the bathroom, a small smile on her face.

"What did you expect?" she asked as she slid into bed next to him.

"I don't know, Tempe, I thought he would jump at the possibility of getting his job back," Booth said, lifting his arm and allowing his wife to settle underneath it.

"Listen, Seeley, you shouldn't have fired him in the first place. And you shouldn't worry about the DiNozzo's anyway. They've never lied to you before, why should they start now? If anything, I would think that they would want you to be on their side from the sounds of things," she said.

"You're right," Booth said, kissing his wife on the forehead gently. "I just have a feeling that this is going to end badly."


Anthony and Ziva were about to sit down to a late dinner when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Anthony said, standing back up and going to the door. He was surprised to see Tim standing on the doorstep.

"I'm sorry if I'm bothering you," Tim began.

"No, it's alright, come on in," Anthony said. "Do you want a beer?"

"No thanks," Tim said. "Abby's waiting in the car. I wanted to tell you that I saw Deputy Director Booth in Starbucks today. He wants me to spy on Ziva." By this time, Ziva gotten up from the table and joined the two men in the front hall.

"What's going on?" Ziva asked.

"Director Booth wants Tim to spy on you," Anthony said.

"What did you tell him?" Ziva asked.

"I told him that since I didn't work for the Bureau anymore, I didn't have to, and I walked away," Tim said, feeling rather proud of himself. Anthony and Ziva just exchanged glances.

"Thank you for telling us, Tim," Ziva said. She exchanged another look with Anthony; they knew that they were in bigger trouble than they had thought.


Jethro watched the movie screen in disgust. Movies nowadays were just horrible. The only halfway decent movie that he had seen that year had been Gran Turino. Anthony loved the movies and constantly went on and on about them, but Jethro couldn't understand the appeal. All that was in movies nowadays was blood, gore, explosions, and murders.

Just then, Tobias sat down in the seat next to him.

"Do you have it?" Jethro whispered. Tobias slipped him a rather thick manila envelope.

"Everything the Bureau had on him," Tobias answered.

"I owe you one," Jethro said.

"Yes, you do, and I want to collect," Tobias said.

"Right now?" Jethro asked.

"Yes," Tobias said. "What did Ziva have to do with Vance's ER visit?"


Tim returned to the car, feeling rather good about himself. He knew in his gut that he had done the right thing by turning down Deputy Director Booth. He approached the car, and slowed when he saw Abigail's door open.

"Abigail?" he called, pulling the gun that Jethro had given him from the holster. He slowly approached the passenger's side door and immediately spotted the large puddle of blood on the ground, and Abigail was nowhere to be found.


Okay, don't hate me, but that part is necessary to the story. Also, as you can see, Booth and Brennan are starting to take a larger part in the story, and their part will continue to develop into more than just a mention here and there. Once again, and as always, special thanks goes to cable_addict for being my best friend and helping me when I was stuck with this.

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