A/N: First I just wanted to say I am so thankful to all of you who have reviewed…You are all absolutely amazing. Second I'm really sorry this chapter is so short, not usually my style but hey it happens. Third I'm thinking I will have to bump up my rating to M because of the next chapter, it's really angsty and dark…but hopefully you will all read it anyway. Much love to all of you.

Disclaimer: Do we really need to go through this again…I do not own NCIS I just wish I did.

She had said three days, and he had given her three days, and it was three days more than he could really afford. Leon stood in his office waiting. He knew that if Eli had his way she would be dead already and vice versa, but she was faster than Eli and had too much to risk by going after him blind.

Still Leon couldn't help but feel he had lit the match to a powder keg that would blow up in his face at any moment.

He had wasted most of the day sitting and waiting. Now it was getting late, and he had to make a choice so begrudgingly he picked up the phone and dialed his home number.

"Hello." Leon heard his wife's soft voice on the other end of the line and smiled.

"How was your day?" He heard her laugh on the other end.

"You're going to be late again," she guessed.

"I'm sorry."

He could see her smiling as she sighed and asked, "should I tell the kids not to wait up?"

"Tuck them in for me."

"I will, goodnight, I love you."

"I love you to." Leon smiled as he hung up the phone.

"How sweet," she said grinning at him from the door way.

He shouldn't really have been surprised to see her.

"I did suggest we should wait outside," she said shooting a playful smile at Hetty who stood by her side.

"I'm sure you did," Leon said coolly gesturing to the table and chairs.

The woman simply grinned and glided into the room. Her long dark curls fell down her back unrestrained, through the swaying curls Leon caught her dark brown eyes shining in amusement.

"Did you lose your trail?" Leon asked simply as he sat down across form her.

"Do you really think I would be here if I hadn't?" She demanded.

"Not unless you wanted them to know you were hear," Hetty said quietly.

All three people sat silently starring at each other.

"You called me Leon, not the other way." She reminded him sweetly.

As if he really needed reminding, he was already kicking himself for the decision.

"You know Eli better than anyone including Ziva."

The woman's eyes flashed dangerously. "Ziva saw what he wanted her to see, nothing more and nothing less."

"And yet here we are, because she finally saw something she wasn't suppose to." Leon said trying to keep the small smile threatening to appear off his lips.

"It was only a matter of time." She said with a smile.

"You're obviously pleased about it."

"Daddy's little angel finally realized her father isn't God. I wish I could have seen Eli's face when he realized she wasn't his tool anymore." She hissed angrily.

A loud knock was the only warning to the door swinging open to reveal Gibbs in the doorway.

His eyes briefly swept the room before falling on the stranger. Considering she had never met the man she was a little surprised by the hate and anger burning in the stare, but he loved Ziva so perhaps it wasn't so surprising.

She rose to her feet with a small sweet smile.

"Introduce us Leon, it doesn't seem fair that I know Agent Gibbs and he doesn't even know my name."

Gibbs moved quickly to stand inches from her the heat of his glare almost burning.

"I don't need to know your name." He said in a gruff voice. "Do what you have to do, but you leave her out of it."

"By her I assume you mean Ziva," the woman said with a small smile.

He continued to glare at her, and she realized why so many where intimidated by him.

"I can not leave her out of it agent Gibbs, she is the reason we are all here."

Without another word Gibbs turned on his heels and headed for the door. He'd never hit a woman but she just might be the one for him to break that rule.

"Agent Gibbs!" She called and he stopped in the doorway and she stopped right behind him.

"It's Amira."

"What?"

"My name."

"Lady I don't give a damn what your name is, you stay away from Ziva. She doesn't want to see you, Eli or anyone else from Mossad."

"You can't keep me away from her Leroy." Amira said in a sweet voice.

Gibbs turned on her but she had already retreated into Vance's office.