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Sorry for the long wait.

This is short and bad, but I needed to do it to set up the next bit.

I'm actually getting a little sick of this fic, but I will keep updating if I get enough reviews.

I do have an ending planned out, I'm just getting bored with it.

So if you want me to continue just review. Otherwise I'll stop.

Enjoy.

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"You have friends in very high places Officer David."

Ziva looked between the three men in genuine confusion. She acknowledged that she had many contacts, but none of them were powerful enough to cause a Mossad Officer to disobey a direct order. "Who?"

Tamir sighed. "Like we said, that is not for you to know. You may or may not find out later, but for now all that matters is getting you out safely."

Reluctantly, Ziva didn't push the matter any further. These men were trying to save her and although she hated that she was relying on them, she felt that she really had no other choice. "Okay, so what now?"

Tamir nodded to Yishar who stood up and walked over to the corner of the room, bringing back a suitcase. He opened it and pulled out a large envelope, before setting the suitcase on the ground. "These are all the appropriate documents. Passport, birth certificate, and so on…" he said, pulling out the documents and setting them on the table in front of Ziva. "You will now be known as Nava Cohen."

"Nava," Ziva spoke the name out loud, testing it out. This was all getting a little ridiculous. She couldn't believe that just a few days ago everything was normal. Now, well, she could be dead at any moment.

Tony and Gibbs arrived at NCIS to find McGee already seated at his desk. McGee looked up as they walked into the bullpen. "I'm already running tabs on her, boss."

Gibbs nodded and turned to Tony. "We're going to find her."

Tony looked Gibbs in the eye and smiled slightly. "I'll hold you to that, boss."

Ziva was leafing through the documents on the table when Adin received a call. From where she sat, she could hear parts of the conversation.

"Yes? Okay…of course…she is right here…" there was a brief pause and Adin replied uncertainly. "But you said…I know, but…" Adin sighed and caved. "yes, of course we will…no problem…shalom."

Adin closed the phone and deflated slightly. He turned around and sat back down at the table. "It seems you are not leaving after all," he said.

"So you are going to kill me then." Ziva said. It was more of a statement than a question.

Adin shook his head. "No. You will just be living here with us from now on."

Ziva's heart sank. "What?"

"Apparently we are to stay here with you."

"Will I ever be able to leave?" Ziva asked, keeping her voice carefully level.

Adin replied in the same even tone. "I hope so, Officer David."

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