She saved my life in Cairo two years ago Chapter 10, a ncis fanfic

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And though she had hoped it wasn't her, she definitely saw that stupid woman from the bar, the one who had been after Marik as well. She could ruin everything for Ziva; uncovering her.

"You thought I was stupid? That's not really nice!"

"Calm sis, I didn't know you back then."

Jenny smiled and waved to signal her she knew how it was meant. While Tony still looked as if he was a bit jealous of Ziva for being so close to their boss.

Ziva excused herself to the bathroom and hoped the woman saw her and would follow her and she was glad she did. As soon as the doors were closed, Ziva turned around in her swinging wedding gown.

"Nice dress."

"Thanks, I guess. With whom are you here?" Ziva asked knowing somebody might be listening in on them and tried to signal the redhead that, who nodded.

"Actually I was invited by you husbands brother."

"Samuel invited you? I didn't know he would be bringing anyone, I'll have to talk to that brother-in-law of mine." Ziva faked a smile.

"He just wanted to introduce me to a few people, nothing more."

"Okay, have fun! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Ziva smiled and hoped she didn't sound suspicious with her warning.

"Will do." she answered. "My name is Jenny by the way and congratulations!"

"Thank you Jenny!"

Ziva walked straight at her and hugged her.

"Get out of here, I swear, you are in over your head. They are dangerous and I can't protect you." Ziva whispered and pulled away. She turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

So Jenny was her name and the last time they met she had told her she was with the NCIS. The Navy. Great.

Ziva walked around in her apartment she now shared with her 'husband'. She knew it wasn't bugged, because Malik hated having audience with anything he did and so he had a few guys who searched every room every couple of weeks. She walked in his office which was unlocked since they were married. The bastard really trusted her, fool. She started with the cupboards and drawers at his desk, looking in the more obvious places for real evidence. When she found nothing important she continued with the normal hiding places, under the carpet, under floorboards and safes behind pictures, but she found nothing. 'Smart ass' she thought and was just about to start digging deeper, when she heard noises coming towards the office. He had told her he wouldn't come home for another couple of hours, now she had to hide. She crawled out of the window and stood on the window board, just outside his office. She closed the window from the outside as far as possible, but just so far, that she was still able to hear everything that happened inside. Just on time she pulled away her arm, because the door opened and Malik with about two other guys entered. She recognized one of the voices as his brother Samuel. The other voice was strange to her ears.

"Where is your lovely wife Malik? You let her out by herself?"

"She is already asleep, the light was out. Don't think shit Atem, she is my wife now, stay away from her."

Now Ziva knew the third person, it was Atem, an old 'friend' of Maliks´, who came on to her whenever possible.

"When have we stopped sharing our woman Malik? We always did!"

"This is different, I am married now, this has to stop."

"I'm sure she is just some stupid bitch who is after your money. Be careful, don't let her get to you."

"She is not some stupid bitch. Don't talk about her like that or I'll kill you with my bare hands!" Malik screamed and shoved his fist close to Atem's face. "Understood?"

"Yes."

But Malik continued. "If you're right and she is, you can have her AND kill her afterwards, I promise you."

Ziva closed her eyes for a second to compose herself.

"Malik had about twenty 'friends' like that and they were all cold and had many souls on their conscience."

She saw that nobody had questions and so she just continued.

Ziva heard someone moving around in the room.

"You still haven't changed your hiding place? That's really stupid, you know that? You're gonna get us all arrested someday."

"Don't talk to me like that. I'm still you boss Sam. And besides, nobody would look IN the damn door!"

"Chill man, I'm just saying. This deal means a lot of money and you know it."

They started talking about other stuff and Ziva decided it was her time to get the hell out of there before Malik checked on her in their bedroom. She only had about one feet to walk on and she did her best not to look down, because their apartment was on the fifth floor. When she finally arrived at their bedroom window she thanked god she had left it open earlier. She climbed in and rushed into the bathroom, trying to make no noise. She had to wait until the next day to check out that door, she couldn't risk anything that night, so she went to sleep. But she knew when Malik came she had to play the newly married wife… fantastic.

Once again she was in his office, the documents she found in the door spread out in front of her. There were shipping details, container numbers and bills for equipment. This was the kind of stuff she needed, so she made copies of everything and placed the originals back where she found them and the way she found them. She gathered everything and left the office. Two containers were due to arrive at the airport that day and she decided she'd go undercover during her deep undercover mission.

She called Malik and told him she'd go visit a friend in the city and she'd be back in the evening to make him dinner.

The way to the airport wasn't long; she stole a uniform and made her way to the airfield. Once she found the containers with the right numbers on them she waited until nobody looked and pressed an ear on them. Her fears were confirmed, when she heard muffled voices inside. There had to be about thirty people in each of them. She took a deep breath and looked around again, checking if she was still alone, then she tried to open one of them, but found they were closed. She pulled out a note pad and wrote two short notes in seven different languages, hoping they'd be able to understand one of them, because the flight came from China and her Chinese was very rusty. She slipped the notes inside the two containers and waited. She heard talking from the inside and she knew her massage had been delivered.

"Don't worry, help is on the way, stay strong."

People were coming her way and though she wore a uniform, she had no identification, so she left for a building on the other side of the fence. She climbed over it in a moment nobody could see her and when she was sure the people on the air field couldn't see her, she peeked inside the small building. She was shocked at what she saw. Jenny sat there, bound to a chair one side of the room and there was Atem standing at the door, holding a gun straight at her. Ziva rushed to the entrance of the building, killing three guards on the way. But as she was about to enter and hand was pressed tightly over her mouth.

"If that isn't the lovely Mrs. El Sayed."

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