Harold laid motion less on the floor. Tony just stood there standing over him. "Tony get in the car." Ziva screamed at him from behind the car.

"We can't just leave him." Tony pleaded.

"We don't have a choice."

Tony took one last look at Harold at the bullet through the centre of his skull and ran into the car before he even closed the door Fabio drove away.

They sat there in silence Fabio reciting a pray under his breath in Italian.

Emma sat there starring out the window, her mind that had started recovering from the shock had now been pushed back over the edge and it's a long way down.

Ziva tried to calm Tony down rubbing comforting circles on his back as she rested her check on his shoulder, her tears gently dripping onto his shirt. "What will happen to his body?" Tony asked.

"It will be found and sent back to England to be buried." Smit answered.

"Unless Mossad want his body." Emma whispered this silenced them all for a bit, each one drowned in their own thoughts.

"Something's wrong." Smite thought out loud rescuing the others from the sea bed of mental instability.

"YOU THINK. Someone just murdered Harold in cold blood." Tony yelled at Smite. "Of course something's wrong Mossad are trying to kill us. We don't have anything to protect ourselves with. We cannot do anything but run and we can't run forever."

"That's not what I meant." Smite replied coldly. "That man could have killed all of us but he chose not to. They want something. If they wanted to they could open fire and kill us all."

"Well if you're so clever find out what they want." Tony yelled at him.

"They want me." Ziva said simply. Everyone else in the car had already realised it except Tony. "I could end this. My blood is all they want."

"I know." Smite said. "But why didn't they just kill you when they shot Harold?"

"Because they want her to die in pain with regrets. They want her to see the people she love die slowly" Emma added.

"Well I won't let this happen. There has to be someone somewhere who can help us. This is so bloody frustrating." Tony said practically screaming.

"There is nothing we can do." Fabio said.

"Yes there is. If I give myself up then the rest of you can live in peace." Ziva said.

"Ziva don't you dare even think about that. No one in this car is going to even think about doing anything stupid. We are going to think of a plan and do it. Smite you can hack into Mossad's website we will think of a plan from there."

"Tony like I said there is nothing we can do." Fabio replied. "We just have to keep running."

"Fine but, we can try bloody hard. I'm not ready to die."

The rest of the trip down to the south was fairly quite only a few comments about the amazing views.

They arrived at the south of Italy at a town called Brindisi from where they would take a boat and be in Greece by 7PM. They brought tickets and were about to drive onto the ferry when they were stopped at passport control stopped them.

"Sorry what seems to be the problem?" Fabio asked trying to flirt with the woman at passport control. She was young maybe 25 at most fairly average looking and most importantly in Fabio's eyes without a wedding ring. He wasn't proud of it but he had been in so many situations before where all he had to do was flirt with a woman and they would let him control the world.

"Sorry but the system won't let you through is there any where you can stay and we will try to sort it out tomorrow." The woman replied.

"No there isn't I can't stress how important it is that we get Greece as soon as possible." Fabio said he was at the end of his temper now and looked like he was about to strangle someone.

"I'm sorry but your passports will not let you travel. The next boat is not until tomorrow you will have to find somewhere to stay the night."

"Well that is *****." Fabio swore in Italian knocking over some leaflets

"What's wrong?" Tony asked.

"Our passports are not letting us through."Ziva informed him.

"Well can't they do anything?"

"No we will have to find somewhere to stay for the night and try and get it sorted out for tomorrow."

"Well that's crap isn't it? Can you tell them that if they don't let us on we will DIE." Tony yelled pushing over the other stand of leaflets.

"No we can't surprisingly." Ziva said full hurt intended angry at Tony. Why couldn't he contain his emotions? She knew he hadn't had the same training as her but he was acting like a toddler.

"Well what shall we do?" Tony snapped

"What they tell us to. Find somewhere to stay and sort it out tomorrow." Ziva said in a calm voice

"Hey look for all I know your father could be standing outside the door with a machine gun. Harold died today. There must be another way."

"Oh for god sake will you shut up." Fabio yelled at them. "One of my dad's friend's lives down here he owns a vine yard. We could sleep in his barn for a night and no one will know."

"Fine." Smite replied he was not one for fights and was defiantly staying out of this.

"Okay." Tony said giving in.

They got into the van and Fabio drove them to the vine yard down narrow roads till eventually they arrived. The building was defiantly not built for human housing and if it were winter they would freeze to death luckily for them it was early winter and they had sleeping bags.

"Well this is nice." Tony said sarcastically. the barn if you could call it that was a stone shell.

"Hey I spent a whole summer in this building with my at the time girl friend." Fabio defended the building he loved.

"There's a reason she isn't your current girl friend." Tony sniped back.

"Hey look it is fine." Ziva said breaking it up."Smite can you get in contact with someone or some secret service of some sort and get our passports fixed. Fabio and I will try and find some food. Tony, you and Emma set up the sleeping bags." They all nodded for some strange reason. Whatever authority she believed she had she used it. Fabio and Ziva drove off Smite was busy hacking away at his computer leaving Tony and Emma looked round the barn trying to decide the best place to put the sleeping bags.

"Emma you ok?" Tony asked he had noticed she was slipping away. She hadn't talked almost at all since last night when she was completely drunk.

"Yer I'm fine. Maybe over here." She said pointing at a slightly raised bit of ground.

"Yer sure." He said moving the sleeping bags. "Are you sure you are okay? Do you want to talk? It is sometimes better to let things out." Tony said sounding hypocritical and if Ziva was here she would remind him of it.

"No I'm fine." She replied.

"Emma I know things are hard for you at the moment but you need to do something about it or else it will drive you mad."

"Tony stop asking I'm fine and if anything changes you will be the first to know."

"Fine." Tony said admitting defeat knowing he would try again later. They finished setting up the sleeping bags and just stared down into the valley at the vines the sun was starting to set and the magnificent colour was lighting up their faces.

"What was it like growing up in Switzerland?" Tony asked Emma if she was ever going to tell her anything he needed to start with the basics.

"You want to know about my childhood?" Emma asked.

"Yer sure." Tony replied like it was the most obvious thing to ask and like they were normal people.

"Ok well I grew up in a small village with my parents and sister. I went to the village school which had 36 pupils I then went to a secondary in the closest town. We had two cats and a dog."

"So it was happy." Tony asked.

"Of course, happiest days of my life, well apart from... never mind." She said cutting off quickly. "How about you?" She asked changing the subject quickly.

"Well it was great until my mum died when I was eight. After that it was just me being shipped from boarding school to boarding school. My father lost contact with me; it was me and me alone."

"I'm sorry." Emma said sorry she brought it up.

"Don't be there is nothing anyone could have done to change it." He said like a broken record whenever anyone asked him about his mother, what else could he say? He was desperately lonely and is child hood was crap and he still hadn't forgiven his father. "What's your sister doing now he asked?"Trying to change the subject.

"She teaches English at the school we went to. Did you ever have any siblings?"

"No always wanted one through." He said. The truth was growing up he always wanted a sibling so he wouldn't be so lonely but, after seeing Ari he wasn't quite so sure.

"What do you know about Ziva's childhood?" Emma asked sensing that Tony was uncomfortable talking about his past. Tony looked at her in surprise why did she ask him that question? "I know when your thinking about her I can see the sparkle in your eye." Emma said seeing Tony's confused look.

"She grew up in Israel, her mother died when she was 13 then she threw herself into Mossad training and became the ninja she is. Her sister Tali died when she was 16 which made her even more determined. Her father basically abandoned her." Tony said truthfully that was all he knew, he knew Ziva would tell him more when the time was right.

"How has she lived through it?" Emma asked shocked.

"Because she's a ninja. Her father told her to hide her emotions so she did." Tony said. "The sunset's beautiful." He said looking straight ahead. Did his eyes really sparkle when he thought about Ziva? Harold thought so and so did Emma. At that moment in time it struck him how much he would miss Harold. "R.I.P Harold you were a great man, it was an honour to meet you." He said under his breath not wanting to upset Emma.

"Yer it is." Emma replied. They heard the car pulling up at the front of the barn. "Sounds like Fabio and Ziva are back."

"Sure does." He said getting up walking through the barn.

"Got food." Ziva said handing Tony a sandwich.

"Nice, you have no idea how much I love motor way service station sandwiches." Tony said sarcastically. "Have you found anything Smite?" He asked the geek tapping away at the laptop.

"Well so far Fabio, Emma and I can get through to Greece but, the Italian secret service say there power doesn't cover non EU members. I'm trying but it looks like you guys will have to go back to England for a bit."

"What? You're kidding! The Italians will just let us die! Have you tried explaining to them we are on the run from a blood thirsty psychopath! Tony yelled at him.

"Tony of course Smite has tried look you will have to go to England it won't be long before you're back in America." Fabio said trying to defend Smite.

"No it won't be long before I am back in America in a coffin." Tony yelled he had really lost it.

"Tony calm down England is pretty safe and we can return to America soon." Ziva said trying to calm him down.

"I can't calm down. We're going to die Ziva I promised I wouldn't let it happen.

"Tony I promised you I wouldn't leave you. I promise you I wouldn't die."

Hi that was a hell of a chapter let's try to get to 10 reviews. I know Switzerland isn't in the EU but for Emma's sake the Italians are helping her maybe because she is secretly a Italian citizen she could be... Ok so Tony and Ziva are going to live in England this doesn't mean we won't see Fabio, Emma and Smite again cause I will write another story titled "Emma and the world" in the summer holidays but for now let's just finish this story because I am lazy I am leaving the whole Tony and Ziva travelling across Europe out because I am a horrible lazy girl so at the start of the next chapter they have arrived in London. Terribly sorry what an awful person I am. Please review .