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Eglé sighed as they headed to the front door. "Thank you again, Mrs Mante, for your input."

Daisy smiled as she picked up the baby boy and slowly rocked him to sleep in her arms. "No problem, Agent McCoy." She looked up at the agent. "I'm always happy to help a fellow agent, even if they're from a different agency."

Eglé smiled. "That is very kind of you." She walked out of the front door and over to the car, where Tony stood by a laptop that he had set on the roof and talking into his cell phone to McGee. "Anything yet?" she asked.

Tony shook his head as he typed various things into the laptop. "Nope. McGee can't get a hold of the security footage." He looked up. "I'm sure that isn't the only security camera here, though…"

Eglé's eyes widened in realization and she looked around. "You must be correct, Agent DiNozzo – look!" She pointed up at a security camera that was hanging off one of the neighbour's houses.

Tony smiled. "That's Daisy and Jude's camera – they aren't sure of the neighbourhood."

"But that is the main camera," Eglé pointed out, turning to point at the camera that was on the street lamp. "That must have been the one that was disconnected, as that is the only one connected to main security feeds. That one," she turned to point at Daisy and Jude's, "must be connected to a private feed."

Tony raised an eyebrow at her. "And you want us to hack into their feeds?" he asked.

"Or we could just ask," Eglé suggested. She headed up to the front door of the Mante residence. "You coming?"

Tony nodded and swiftly followed Eglé, making sure everything was secured in the car before doing so.

"McGee! What'cha got?"

McGee typed something into his computer. "Something really interesting, boss. You know how Maria said that she couldn't get in contact with her parents?"

Gibbs just waited for McGee to continue.

"Well, look at what she found." McGee pressed a few keys and something came up on the screen. Gibbs frowned as he attempted to read it.

"Is that…"

"Boss, it's a transcript of every phone conversation they've had since they arrived in the States." McGee turned to Gibbs. "Someone's bugged them, boss."

"Bugged who?" Tony and Eglé walked into the bullpen holding a couple of CDs in their hands.

McGee pointed at the flat screen TV. "This is what Maria managed to find."

Tony frowned. "Maria found this?" He read the first few lines. "A transcript… you would've needed to do some hacking to find this."

"And?" Eglé asked, placing the CDs on McGee's desk.

"Maria doesn't hack." Tony turned to McGee. "Go through her phone records. I have a feeling I know who it was."

McGee frowned. "You mean you think it was Katie?"

"She hasn't got extensive military knowledge, but she's good with computers." Tony's eyes narrowed. "How did she find this?"

"I don't know." McGee picked up one of the CDs. "What are on these?"

"Security footage," Eglé explained. "I was hoping you could identify the people that took Ziva from this. It's taken from the camera just outside Mr and Mrs Mante's house."

"Mante?" McGee popped one of the CDs into his computer. "They have a security camera?"

Tony nodded. "Turns out they want to be extra careful with the neighbourhood – I didn't think it'd come in handy."

McGee nodded and watched as the videos from the CD loaded up onto the computer. It took quite a while, but eventually the videos loaded up. McGee played them through, and frowned when he noticed the black car that pulled up in front of the DiNozzo residence about forty-five minutes after Tony left with the kids. "I think that's the car…"

Two men stepped out of the car – one taller and skinnier than the other – and headed for the DiNozzo front door. Tony just noticed the guns that they holstered as they neared the door. All four agents frowned when they noticed how civilized the men were, as they knocked at the front door.

"That is strange…" Eglé noted before Ziva opened the door. The door was then immediately shut, but the men managed to stop it before it was closed with their boots. Not long after, they entered the house with their guns out.

Tony held his breath. He knew Ziva wouldn't hold out against the men, but he hadn't seen what had happened. About fifteen minutes later, the men emerged from the house with an unconscious Ziva in their arms. They climbed into their car and sped off. About two minutes later, another car arrived at the scene. Gibbs climbed out of the car and shut the door, looking around to make sure he was safe, before unholstering his gun and heading straight for the DiNozzo residence.

McGee stopped the video. "Boss…"

Eglé cut him off. "McGee, rewind and zoom in on the men's faces."

McGee looked to Gibbs for permission, who nodded. He rewound the video and zoomed in on the men's faces. Eglé frowned.

"I may be able to draw them…"

"Or we could get images of these and send them down to the lab for ID," McGee pointed out.

"They won't be on AFIS," Tony pointed out.

"Why not?"

"They aren't American criminals. They speak Italian, and they know Director David. I'm gonna assume that they're some sort of terrorist group from Italy, and they want revenge on the Director for something Mossad did."

"They probably foiled one of their plans," Eglé suggested. "Or they could've skipped out on a deal…"

McGee's eyes brightened. "Skipped out on a deal…" He opened up the transcripts again and scrolled through them for something to do with deals. "Here, read this."

Tony and Eglé looked at the screen and read through the section of transcript. Tony paled.

"Someone's after him again?" he muttered.

"And they actually threatened to take his family if they didn't get him…" Eglé added. Her hands clenched in fury. "He put his family in danger like this!"

"He's an unreliable father-in-law," Tony growled. "I'd expect something like this from him.

"And I'm betting he has security all around him," McGee muttered. "Stupid lowlife."

"How can we find him?" Eglé asked, turning to Gibbs.

Gibbs just sipped his coffee. "We don't."

"We don't?" Tony and McGee asked simultaneously.

"Nope." Gibbs stood up to head out for coffee. "We wait for him to come to us."

Ziva shivered in the cold, dark cell. She was exhausted. She'd been threatened, and occasionally beaten, for the information on her father that those men believed her to have – the exact information that she didn't have. She rested her head against the cold wall.

It had been about three to four days since she had been kidnapped now – she wasn't exactly sure now, being pregnant and tired and all – and she had gotten nowhere in finding out why they needed her father. Absolutely nowhere. And she had a strange feeling that she could go into labour at any second, and these men wouldn't even care.

She got up and started banging on the door. "Hello?" She knew it was useless, but she did it anyway. "Hello? I am hungry! Could you please bring me some food?" She completely expected them to ignore her, but it had been worth a shot.

She was genuinely shocked when a man walked into the room not long after, carrying a plate of bread, cheese and water. He placed the plate in front of her. "Eat."

Ziva inched towards the food slowly. "Thank you," she whispered.

"In exchange for information about your father."

Ziva frowned. "I do not know where he is. I have already told you that."

"And your sister?"

Ziva paused before shrugging. "I don't know about her."

The man nodded. "My master says to keep you in here until your father comes." He left the room.

"Wait! No!" Ziva called out. But it was too late. The door had already shut. She huddled into the corner and huddled into as tight a ball as she could without her stomach getting into the way.

She just wanted to go home.

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