Disclaimer: If I owned NCIS, I would make it so that nobody ever had to bother with disclaiming it.
"Special Agent Gibbs."
They all turned toward the voice. Director Vance was at the top of the stairs, pointing towards MTAC.
"Director David wants to see you and Agent David in MTAC."
Ziva glanced sideways at Gibbs. He sighed. She lifted her head, determined.
"We're on our way, Director."
Gibbs glanced at the team.
"Back to work. And, Palmer?"
Smack!
Palmer silently congratulated himself on his correct prediction.
"Don't be late again. We need you here."
Back in her lab, Abby was running a print from the rock through AFIS. Tali was watching the pictures move across the screen, transfixed, as she slurped her third Caf-Pow!. She suddenly pointed at the screen, an instant before a match popped up on it.
"Now how on earth did you do that?" Abby wondered aloud. She picked up the computer printout of the ID and called McGee's phone. "Timmy, we've got a suspect!"
Ziva and Gibbs walked into MTAC nervously, wondering what awaited them. On the one hand, Eli David was Ziva's father. On the other, he was Eli David. Which meant that with what they were dealing any idea they did not have.*
Gibbs whispered in her ear. "He already knows about Tali, so it's probably okay to tell him what's been going on."
Ziva nodded. "But what if he wants her for Mossad? I won't let that happen to her."
"Don't worry, Ziva. We won't let him."
Further conversation was curtailed as they walked into MTAC. Gibbs noticed how tense Ziva was as the technicians connected them to Tel Aviv.
Author's note: Cliffhanger I know. I dislike the term "writer's block", so I'll just say that my muse went on spring break with my computer's ability to connect to the internet.