Jul 29
Stranger in a strange country.
Sophocles (496 BC - 406 BC), Oedipus at Colonus
Tony DiNozzo almost wilted as the heat hit him. It was zero three hundred and one of the cabin crew had opened the door to allow them off the plane. If it was this hot at this hour, what one earth would it be like in the daytime?
Beside him, Ziva stirred and woke up in less than two seconds flat. He envied her ability to do that, especially when she fell asleep in the squad room late at night and always appeared completely innocent whenever Gibbs walked in and found everyone napping.
It had been her idea for this trip. She had wanted to visit a few friends in Israel without visiting her family, and he had wanted to see her homeland. With the excuse she was accompanying her partner on a vacation, she did not need to spend time with her family and so they had ended up on a plane together.
He wished she had told him how hot it was going to be. Now he thought about it, she had, but he had been too busy scoffing at the thought to take her seriously. Still, there was the possibility of a lot of hot women in bikinis.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked her as she undid her seatbelt and slithered past him, somehow without touching him, to retrieve her bag from overhead.
"Perfectly," she answered. "Did you get the stewardess' number?"
