Hey there!
So here's chapter 11. Thanks for all the reviews and sticking with this story for so long. I really appreciated.
I have a new story plot in my head for another story. So be patient and it will come soon around next year between February to March or maybe later or sooner. Merry Christmas and have a safe new year with your families!
Now without further ado, here's chapter 11!
Chapter 11:
Sunlight flickered through the windows and shone onto Ziva's face. She stirred on her bed and rubbed her eyes. What time was it? She turned towards her bedside clock and saw the time, 1100. Damn, she meant to go for a run. She shook her head and sat up. She turned to the other side of the bed. The covers were messed up. Apparently, she was not alone last night. She smiled to herself and dragged herself out of bed.
She walked to the kitchen and put a kettle on the stove to boil some water for a cup of tea. She sat on the couch and recalled the events of last night.
*Flashback*
Tony and Ziva had separated after the need for oxygen came. She stared deeply into those gorgeous hazel eyes of his.
She started blushing and turned away. Tony moved in closer to Ziva and put his arm around her.
"Hey, we're going to get through this together alright? I'm here for you. Always."
She smiled at him and she moved in closer and they enveloped in a hug.
Soon, Ziva fell asleep in Tony's arms. He put his arms under her legs and carried her to her room.
*End of flashback*
She heard the kettle screeching and went to prepare her tea.
At NCIS
Team Gibbs was all hard at work trying to find the culprit of the events form the previous night. If he was still out there, he might try something else on Ziva again. Tony had arrived the earliest and got cracking. Abby had arrived next and had a personal pep talk with him.
She pulled him to the elevator and flipped the emergency switch (always used inappropriately of course.)
"Antony Dinozzo, What did you two do when you followed her home last night? Spill it now!"
"Whoa, relax Abs."
"Tell me now or I can and will kill you and leave no forensic evidence behind."
"We just talked. That's about all." Tony replied. He did not want to give away too much at this point.
"Just talked? I highly doubt so! Spit it out!"
"Abs, I think some people would like to use the elevator."
"Let them wait, I want to know everything!"
At that moment, Tony's phone rang.
"Dinozzo." He answered.
"Get your ass down to the bullpen right now. Stop hogging the lift, I need my coffee."
"How did you, never mind. On my way boss,"
"Make it quick or I'll smack your big head to Alaska."
With that, Abby glared at Tony for a few moments and activated the lift again. Tony sighed in relief after Abby reached her lab. She heard this and turned around.
"We are not done yet mister. We will talk about this later, trust me."
The elevator doors shut close and Tony made his way back to the bullpen.
At approximately 1300,
Ziva got out of her cherry red mini Cooper and stared upwards at the NCIS headquarters.
She headed towards the elevator and rode upwards holding a cup of Starbucks and eating a blueberry muffin.
She got off at the bullpen and noticed that the team was gathered around the screen reporting their findings to Gibbs. At the sound of the elevator, Gibbs turned his head to see Ziva standing there with her blueberry muffin and coffee. She smiled and approached him.
She looked at the screen and frowned, she recognized the bullet casing, but could not point out from where. She sighed and took another bite out of her muffin.
"Ziver, whatcha' doing here?
"Thought I could be of some, mph!" she choked on her muffin when she took a second glance at the screen. She did recognize the bullet. It was Saleem's signature. "But was he not dead?" She thought.
"What's wrong Ziva?" asked Tony.
McGee shot her a look of concern.
She snapped out of her trance and sipped on her coffee, she cleared her throat. And replied,
"Nothing, nothing's wrong." She lied.
"You shouldn't be here," said Gibbs
"Yeah, I shouldn't." replied Ziva.
"You okay?" asked Tony
"Fine, just orangey,"
"Peachy." Corrected McGee
"Yeah, that too,"
Ziva turned around and left the squad room. She could not tell them that that was Saleem's bullet. He would hunt them down if he found out that they were onto him. She was going to have to do this one on her own.
"What was that all about?" asked McGee
"I don't know, but I don't have a good feeling about this." Replied Tony
"Keep looking," said Gibbs. "I'm going down to Ducky."
At Abby's labby,
Ziva headed to Abby's lab and was greeted by her usual blasting of heavy metal music.
"Abby!" Ziva yelled trying to get her attention.
"Abby heard her and lowered down the music with her remote control."
"What's up Ziva? You weren't supposed to come in today."
"I know, but I need your help."
"Anything, what do you need?'
"I need you to be my inside informant on this case."
"What does that mean?" questioned Abby
"Can you slip me information about this case?" Ziva asked
"I'm not allowed to do that, Gibbs gave me strict instructions to…"
"I know what Gibbs told you not to tell me anything but I really need you to help me on this one, Saleem is back."
Abby gasped, "How do you know?"
"I saw the bullet casings up in the bullpen, it is Saleem's signature. He is still alive. I cannot put Gibbs, McGee and Tony at risk of finding out. He will kill them."
"But what about you?"
"I can take care of myself, I survived three months with him, and I sure can survive a few days of tracking him."
"Okay, but you have to promise you won't do anything rash!"
"I promise Abby."
Abby stretched put her pinky and Ziva wrapped hers around it.
"Now, let's begin with the bullet casings." Said Ziva
In the elevator
Ziva had left Abby's lab and was on her way to Ducky until she met Gibbs while he was entering the elevator.
"Hey Ziver, what are you still doing here?
"Um, I came to pay my final respects." She replied softly.
"You feeling okay?" asked Gibbs skeptically
"Like I said in the bullpen, fine."
Gibbs stared at her for a while and let her pass to autopsy. He knew something was going on, he just needed time to figure out.
At autopsy,
"Ducky and Jimmy, I need both your help." Ziva said while entering
"We know."
"Huh, how did you?"
"Abigail left her communication device on." Replied Ducky pointing to the white device,
"My bad," said Abby.
"Doctor Mallard and I have agreed to help you." Said Jimmy
"Thank you three, so much."
"No problem." Three of them replied simultaneously
The three of them had agreed to meet at Ziva's house with whatever Intel they had tomorrow. Ziva had private arrangements to make sure they were well protected.
Ziva felt guilty, but if she requested Tony or McGee to help, they would definitely object. Gibbs would not even allow her to get involved. This was the only way.
She headed up to the bullpen, it was empty. She dropped her report off on Gibbs' desk and left.
Things were about to get messy.
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