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Ziva moved as quickly as she could away from the scene and became lost in the crowd, sparing very little thought over McGee's well-being. She could not afford to dwell on leaving him behind or worry about his well-being. It had not gone down quite as she had planned but she had achieved her directive none the less. Bodnar was dead.
Tim getting hurt had not been part of the plan but there was a risk in the job that they did and in this case, she could not stay with him; she had to get away safely. She was certain that Achael would inform the authorities of her actions and in turn reveal Tim had nothing to do with it. On one hand, she was relieved that he would see Tim to safety but angry that he would give her up after doing what she had every right to do. Bodnar killed her father and Jackie Vance and now the price was paid and justice, served.
She sneered at the picture in her head of Achael as he spun her actions to the German authorities knowing he would paint her in an evil light as he firmly held to the lie that Bodnar was innocent. There would be very little that he could do about her though, she would be the States and under Vance's protection before they even thought of finding her.
She ignored the pain in her shoulder as she continued to move away quickly from the scene, thankful that she was wearing black which would conceal the blood stains. She had been hit by one of Achael's bullets though she was not greatly concerned as it was a through and through and in the fleshy part of her arm. She would see to it as soon as she had a chance and after she picked up her go bag from their car.
She needed to contact Vance and inform him of the situation and let him know Bodnar was no longer a factor. Hoping that when she shared her story regarding the knife that she used he would be moved by the history and symbolism by using that weapon as she had wanted their justice served.
From the moment she had learned Bodnar was responsible for her father's death she knew regardless of any ramifications that she was going to kill him. Her father would demand justice and vengeance and that was something that she could give him. Knowing that her weapon of choice was the knife that her father had given her when she turned sixteen; the one that he taught her how to throw with deadly accuracy, standing by her side for hours meant something to her and she hoped it would to him as well.
She could only hope that he understood the reason she did not and could not stay with Tim. That would mean she would have to inform him about Achael but that was of no matter. He would find out about that when the authorities contacted him so it was a moot point.
Ziva quickened her pace as she reached their car, quickly removed her bag, and continued on ready to contact Vance and hopefully gain some information on Tim if he had any by the time she was able to talk to him. Achael was a fool for believing that Bodnar was innocent and she would in the future make sure that he knew that but for now she needed to keep moving. She quickly disappeared into the streets.
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Achael was ready with his ID in hand, as the authorities bore down on his location. He knew he had to act quickly to insure that Tim received medical attention and that the hunt for Ziva could begin. As he was approached, he identified himself and Tim speaking German to insure there was no language barrier to hinder getting across his point.
"My name is Achael and I am with Israeli Intelligence. I am here in Germany with permission as a body guard for Illan Bodnar." He sadly gestured over to his friend's dead body, taking a deep breath. "I failed." He shook his head; it was not the time for self-flagellation. He had to help Tim and begin to bring down the woman that caused all this.
"Please help the young man right there. He is an American agent caught up in this mess and in no way a part of this."
"How did he become injured?"
"I shot him as I tried to stop the woman who killed Bodnar. He was trying to stop me from shooting his partner."
"Then does that not mean he is a part of this? How is he not if he was trying to stop you from doing your duty?" The official was trying to make sense of what he was being told. None of it made sense at all; there was a dead body, two injured men and the one that was conscious was spinning one hell of a tale.
Achael shook his head. "They are both American agents with NCIS; Agent McGee was protecting his partner not condoning her actions. He tried to reason with her asking her to stay on the right side of the law; he was as you can see unsuccessful. I regret that he was injured as that was not my intention." His eyes worriedly looked at Tim as the medics worked on him. He hoped to hear word on his condition knowing the young man had lost a fair amount of blood and whether it made any sense, he felt responsible for the young man. He did not make this mess, but he would do everything in his power to make that crystal clear and in turn bring Ziva David down.
All she had to do was listen…stop for one moment and look at the facts. She made a conscious choice to ignore any reasoning that did not fit with her view. In that single action, she had brought about her own end. She killed an innocent man in cold blood. The facts would come out eventually.
Achael took a deep breath to center his thoughts; there was plenty of time later to settle that score, right now he needed to insure that he and Tim were cleared of any wrong doing and that Tim received care. Having given it some thought he decided that he needed to get the police to bring in an agency that was not associated with NCIS to investigate Ziva and in turn Bodnar proving that she acted without proof and forethought and finally to prove that she had indeed killed an innocent man.
"So you are stating that you shot the injured American agent and that his partner killed the man that you were protecting? You also state that you are certain that he had no part in aiding his partner in her assassination. That is a great deal to swallow as I am sure you understand."
Achael nodded in agreement trying to choose his words carefully making sure that they conveyed the meaning that he wanted. "I overheard part of their conversation that clarified that for me; and before you ask they were completely unaware of our presence. The woman in question was too intent upon forcing her belief on Tim trying to argue with him. He was staunchly stating that their orders were only to observe and how they needed to contact the proper authorities and bring him to the USA…she refused to listen."
"And you are absolutely positive that they were unaware that you heard them and that it was not a ploy to make you believe? What is the reason that she was so intent upon accomplishing this action?" The officer's eyes bored into Achael's.
"She believed that Illan Bodnar orchestrated a hit on her father and in that same action killed the NCIS Director's wife. Her father was the Director of Mossad and Illan had been a family friend for years. She refused to see that the trail implicating Illan was false and planted for such a reaction." Achael sighed.
"I tried to reason with her and merely get her to stop and think. She is blinded by her need for vengeance and being allowed to run free by a man who shares her need. Though I understand grief and what it can do, I also know that murder is a conscious choice."
"I will have to try and confirm all of this. So please sit here why I contact my commander. Your friend will be taken to the hospital for treatment and I assure you that after I have confirmation that what you say is true, I will take you there to wait for word on his condition. I can tell you it is serious and will require surgery at the very least from what I overheard the medics stating."
The officer's mind was spinning as he worked to place all that he had heard in some order. This was a great deal to take in and deal with, but he had no doubt that sense could be made of this and if they acted with haste, they could prevent the woman from making it out of the country. He could see from the scene that Achael's story matched up; but as for the rest, it was going to require help. There was still much to learn and if the whole story was true, they needed to find the missing American agent.
He was going to have to call in the head of the station to make sense of this and certainly make contact with one of the American agencies so that they could investigate the claims as well. He was able to see Achael's clear concern over the fallen agent and his dead friend and was hoping he could at the very least ease his mind in some way. It was not that he was a believing soul that took the story he was told at face value; but he had been an officer for many years and was more than capable of knowing when someone was lying.
But they were going to need help if this was a case of an agent going rogue and that seemed to be the FBI's jurisdiction. Sighing, he dialed his superior and filled him in on what they had so far. The medics were taking the young man to the hospital and the body to the morgue. Things were wrapped up as well as they could be for now.
Their identities checked out and his commander agreed that the FBI was the better choice for this investigation. No one really liked working with the CIA so it was a simple matter of elimination if he were to be truthful. He needed to tell Achael he would not be able to leave the country though he doubted that would be an issue with the younger man's condition.
He finished his call having set the ball in motion and he turned to face Achael once again. Handing him his ID and Tim's, he relayed what he had learned from his commander. "Your IDs check out and for the time being I am giving you Agent McGee's for safe keeping and to aid you in telling your story to agents that will be arriving tomorrow from America." Seeing the concerned look that came over the man's face, he hastened to reassure him. "Not NCIS, my commander agrees that we need a third party for this; one that will investigate from an impartial view and not try to cover their Director's ass. We have called in the FBI and they have agreed to keep this quiet and have offered their assistance in apprehending Agent David."
"They will also be handling things from the states and removing the Director of NCIS from power until this has been rectified one way or the other. It seems that someone in the states believes as you do and had been trying to investigate as well. But I wanted to assure you that we are taking this seriously, though we need you to stay in Berlin until this has been cleared up as I am sure you understand."
Achael nodded as relief flooded his body. Someone was listening and taking this seriously and though it was far too late for Illan, his death would not be in vain. If his theory was proven true and the investigation lead to whom he believed was responsible for all this, justice would be served in more ways than one. It would be unfortunate for Ziva however for she would be charged with the murder of Illan Bodnar.
