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McGee grabbed the book off the shelf and flipped through the pages until he round a bookmark in it with a note for Ziva.

My Child,

Pride and prejudice fill the earth, and that is one of the reasons for the following war. This war will prove which nation is dominant. I only hope you can find everything before it is too late. If only I had told you and not your sister. Your sister was well acquainted with these secrets, so near and dear to the heart of the world.

Love,

The Father of My Child

McGee read the bookmark several times. It meant something. It was a clue. Eli had set everything up for Ziva. After all, Ziva was named in honor of the book and operation. Eli would never have told Tali the location of the book. Tali was a clue. Tali had something to do with the location. McGee couldn't wait until he could brief the others.

ONE MONTH LATER

They couldn't do anything. Ziva's abduction was not their jurisdiction because, according to Vance and Mossad, Ziva was no longer an NCIS agent. Staring at that empty desk killed all of them every single day, but McGee was convinced that Tony was going insane.

Tony stared at Ziva's desk, no longer caring what anyone observing him thought. Just then, Abby rushed up carrying two things in each hand. Tony couldn't make out what they were from where he was sitting.

Abby held up what was on top. They all looked at it. It was Ziva's passport picture; the one where she looks absolutely perfect, with the most radiant smile and a halo surrounding her. Tony was so lost in the picture that he didn't even notice the engraving on the picture frame.

BRING HER BACK TO US

Tony couldn't agree with that statement more. There was something he had to tell her, something that he needed her to know. All of a sudden, Abby was putting the frame on his desk. No words were spoken as she gently put the picture in front of him. Tony reached out his hand to touch the cold glass in the frame gently, as if the picture was actually Ziva.

Abby had already put a frame on McGee's desk by then, and she moved on to put the same one on Gibbs' desk. As she left the room, Abby carefully placed the last frame in her hand on the empty desk.

"She's coming back." Abby whispered to herself, trying to hold back tears, which were undoubtedly shed in the making of these frames. "She's coming back. She's coming back. She's coming back. She's coming back. She's coming back. She's coming back." Abby repeated as she left the squad room.

"Any word from Mossad?" Tony asked desperately. He asked the same question every day, and with each day, Tony started losing his sanity and his hope. They knew she wasn't dead because the book had not been found, but she was definitely being tortured. They tried not to think about it, but the more efforts they made to stop thinking about it, the more they ended up thinking about it.

"No." Gibbs answered.

"Has Vance said anything?"

"No."

"What about Ben-Gidon?"

"No."

"Is there a location on Bodnar?"

"No."

"Have they been able to contact Ziva?"

"No."

"Have you heard from Agassi?"

"No."

"Are they trying to locate Ziva?"

Gibbs didn't answer that question. They all knew the answer. They were trying to get a location on Ziva, but everyone knew they weren't trying their hardest. They still went to sleep at night. Locating Ziva hadn't become their life. It was just their job, and no one said they were happy about it.

"DiNozzo, are you looking for Ziva?"

"I'm doing everything I can in this situation, Boss!" Tony exclaimed.

"We all are, DiNozzo. Pull yourself together. You wanna do something for Ziva? You wanna help find her?"

"Of course I do, Boss."
"Then you do your best. Bring you're A-game, because you've been a little off the job

These past few weeks." Tony was about to argue, but soon realized he couldn't. "If you won't do it for me. If you won't do it for yourself….do it for Ziva."

"For Ziva." He whispered under his breath. "Ziva." He said her name, staring at the new picture. He read the caption out loud. "Bring her back to us."

That night, McGee decided to head over to Tony's apartment. He knew how much Tony cared about Ziva. McGee loved Ziva, but not in the way that Tony obviously loved her.

McGee knocked on the door.

No answer.

McGee knocked again.

Still, no answer.

"Tony, I know you're in there." McGee said. Tony was inside his apartment on the couch staring at the television, which was turned off. He had the remote in one hand and a beer in the other. Somehow, he couldn't get the remote to turn the TV on.

"Go away." He said grumpily.

"Tony, I think I know how to find the book, and if we can find the book, then we can lure Bodnar and get Ziva back." McGee said through the door.

"Are you lying?" Tony asked, starting to get up from the couch.

"Tony, you know I'm a terrible liar." McGee reminded him. With that, Tony jumped up, which instantly made his head hurt, and went to the door. He opened it and let McGee in. McGee almost commented on the darkness in the apartment and how bad Tony looked, but by the look on Tony's face, he decided not to.

"How do you think we can find the book?" he asked.

"It's just a theory."

"What is it?"

"I think the book is in Tali's grave."

I am sorry for not updating for a while. Honestly, I had writer's block, but I now have my inspiration back, so expect more frequent updates. Please review. The more reviews I get, the faster I will update. Reviews also help inspire me, even if it is just a sentence. Please, tell me what you think. Also, thank you for your patience and sticking with this story. By the way, today is this story's one month anniversary.