The two men stared at her in shock. They knew who she was. Ziva was practically famous for being the Director of Mossad's daughter and for being one of the- if not- the most dangerous person in Israel. However, what they didn't know was that Grace was Ziva's daughter and she was one very, very, angry mother. "Miss David…we did not mean to upset you. I will give you the information so you can get your friends daughter back"
Ziva laughed "I do not know where you got the impression she is a friends daughter"
"You mean what?"
"The baby you decided to sell for drugs. She is mine. So you tell me where the hell she is or you really will be sorry"
"Miss David. We assure you we did not know that the baby was yours! If we did-"
"Shut up and tell me everything you need to know about who you sold her too!"
"They are a family…and they wanted a baby. There were two of them…a woman and a man. They paid us thirty thousand Shekel and we just agreed. We gave her over and left it at that"
"You idiots! So who were these people, where did you meet them?"
"They were a man and a woman called Rika and Mica. They were at Market Square and they do not live far from here they told us. They come here all the time. I see them"
Ziva smirked wickedly "You are not easy to get information out of are you?"
"It is you, so no"
Ziva turned and nodded to Mike and who walked out with rope. As soon as they saw him the men got their confidence back, thinking Mike was the dad. "Ziva we thought you'd go for someone younger, and more good looking" They laughed.
Ziva raised her eyebrows and helped Mike tie the men to a beam and strip them of all their weapons. "He is not the father."
The men tried resisting but Ziva put a gun to their heads "Well where is the father?"
Ziva laughed knowing they were trying to get information out of her about where Tony was so they could use that against them. "I'm not going to tell you that. You will stay here and stay silent otherwise you will die"
The men pushed their luck and started screaming but Ziva silenced them with the butt of her gun. As soon as the men were tied up and gagged Ziva and Mike stood "You know where you're going, kid?" Mike asked Ziva.
She nodded and turned to Rochelle "You stay here with them. If they wake and scream, knock them out"
Rochelle nodded and Ziva and Mike walked out. "So how will you know who they are?"
"I know what my daughter looks like, Mike. And if we don't see her then we ask people if they know where Rika and Mica are and when they will be back. Market Square is where everyone knows everyone else. They will know where they are."
Mike nodded and looked around as they got to Market Square. "So…where do we start? He asked staring at the bustle of people.
Ziva shrugged and started looking around. She took two photos out of her purse; one was of Tony and Grace and the other was just of Grace. She handed one photo to just Mike and told him to start asking people in a certain area while she took the other photo to a different area and started asking around. Not long after Mike yelled over to Ziva. "Someone saw them headed towards the….Yak…Yakut Ribena Centre….or something like that…"
Ziva frowned looking confused "Yakut Ribena Centre?" She said slowly. "Wait…Yitzhak Rabin Centre?" She asked.
"Yeah, that"
Ziva snorted "Rabin isn't hard to say…and neither is Yitzhak…"
Mike held his hands out and shrugged "Yeah, if you're Israeli"
Ziva laughed "This way" she said walking off. She shook her head. Anyone could always count on Mike to make them laugh- not deliberately- even in the tensest of situations. Mike followed and they walked in silence until Mike grabbed Ziva's arm and pointed to a couple walking away with a baby in a stroller. They were walking away from Mike and Ziva so they couldn't see the baby or the faces of the people so Ziva took a risk. "Rika?" She yelled out.
The woman stopped and paused before shaking her head and carried on walking. Ziva and Mike started to walk quickly towards the couple and Ziva yelled again "Mica!" This time the man stopped and turned to see Ziva and Mike running towards them.
"Ken?" He asked.
"Um, hello…" Ziva started reaching them.
"Hello. Do I know you?"
"No, um… Rika does…she and I went to school together…"
The woman- Rika- frowned "What is your name?"
"Ziva…Ziva David…"
"Oh…the name rings a-bell"
Ziva nodded then dared look at the baby in the stroller. Her breath hitched when she saw it was Grace. Grace looked at Ziva recognising Ziva, knowing exactly who she was. She reached her arms up to Ziva and pulled at her straps trying to get to her "So…you have come…far since school…married with a baby"
"Yes…I got what I wanted"
"Yes…I know…I can see…only if she was…" Ziva cut off and looked away.
"Only if she was…?" Mica asked.
Ziva cleared her throat "What's her name?"
"Adelina…" Rika said.
Ziva's jaw clenched when she found out they had decided to change her name. "How old is she?"
"Nine months and a half…we adopted her though"
"From where?"
"The adoption centre"
"There isn't one for miles"
"No. But we travelled to get her"
Ziva laughed "Do you like lying?"
"Excuse me?"
"You would have the perfect life…if you were not so guilty about her…"
"Why are we guilty about her?" Rika asked defensively.
"She isn't yours. You bought her from two men!" She snapped.
"No! We did not!"
"Yes you did! This girl is not your baby!"
"Then who's is she if you know so much, Ziva David!"
"Mine"
"You are saying it because you are jealous! You just want her for yourself!"
"You think I would randomly walk up to two people not knowing who they were and randomly say their child is my own?!"
"That is clearly what you are doing! Now prove to us that she is yours or we are walking away"
"I cannot prove to you she is mine right now, but if you do not just give her back, then you will be sorry."
"We are leaving and you will never see us or our daughter"
Ziva grabbed hold of Rika and held him tight "You do not want to do this"
"Yes…we do…she is our daughter! Not yours! Back off!"
"This is not the last you've heard of us…we will be back…and you will be sorry" Ziva yelled after them as they turned and walked away. She went to go after them but Mike stopped her. "They have her, Mike"
"I know…and we will get her back…we just have to get more information…I put a tracker on them…we will know where they go and we'll be able to get to them. Just as soon as we can legally ask for a DNA test for Grace and then it will be proved she's yours! And you can take her home…or I would take her to Mexico so you can get your apartment fixed."
Ziva nodded "But right now, we should concentrate on getting her back. And killing them two men" She said turning and going back to the barn. She opened the door with a bang and pulled her gun out "I am not really thankful for your help, I'm saying it out of politeness. So thank you, but you were the ones who sold her to those people. Had you not I would let you go with minor injuries. But…you did. So I am going to kill you. Both." They both went to protest but she silenced them both with a bullet between the eyes.
Her, Rochelle and Mike walked out and went back to the house where Eli was waiting anxiously for their return. "How did it go?"
"We know who she is with…we saw her…"
"And you did not get her back?"
"You think we didn't try! Are you stupid?!"
Eli shook his head and sighed "Tony called. He is going to skype later."
Ziva nodded once and waked to the dining room and started a plan on how they could get Grace back from Rika and Mica. She frowned as she looked at the two names. Was it a coincidence that they sounded so alike? No…Rule 39…there is no such thing as coincidence. Something about their names wasn't right. Ziva knew she could get all the information she needed so she went and got a laptop. She bought it back and got a map of Israel, a pen and a note pad and started work. She felt like she had been working forever but was getting nowhere when Tony decided to call.
Ziva, however, was zoned out. Eli answered the video call and spoke to Tony for a bit before calling over to Ziva. "Tony is on skype, Ziva…" Ziva didn't respond. "Ziva?"
Still no response for a while. After a few more minutes of Tony and Eli talking giving Ziva a bit more time, she stood up "I knew it! I knew it! Hara!" She grabbed a few pieces of paper and walked out the door not even acknowledging Tony or Eli.
Eli sighed "She did not realise. Sorry."
Tony shrugged "It's fine. Question…what's Hara?"
"It means shit"
"Right…okay…get her to call me back when…well whenever."
"Is it not night-time in America?"
"Yeah, but I can't sleep"
"Cannot sleep, cannot eat. If Ziva finds out she would worry, further."
"Yeah, well don't tell her then"
"It is Ziva. She will find out one way or another"
Tony nodded "Yeah…true…gotta love her though." He paused and smiled to himself then continued. "Anyways. Call me if something happens."
"Of course Tony." Eli said, just as Ziva ran back into the room.
"These people…their real names are Francisca and Alonso…they are Chilean and they are here illegally under Israeli names. They came here to adopt a child but they were declined because they have both been in prison. They created fake identifications and backgrounds but their stories weren't straight so they were declined again. Then they went dirty…buying a random child someone else has kidnapped and is selling on the streets"
Tony spoke up "So…they're fakes? Like…fake Israeli's, fake parents, fake citizens….?"
Ziva jumped and looked at the screen "Tony…" she said.
Tony grinned and waved "Hey Ziva"
"I didn't realize you were online…sorry"
Tony smiled "Don't worry…the important thing is finding Grace"
Ziva nodded and sat down in the seat her father had just moved out of for her and ran her hand through her hair. "We saw her today…"
Tony looked at Ziva "Well at least you know who it is that has her"
Ziva nodded "I spoke to them…they refused to do anything unless I had a warrant"
"I can get you one…"
Ziva raised her eyebrows "They will see its from America"
"So? A warrants a warrant…you got one, they gotta let you get whatever it is you want"
"I want a DNA test for Grace to prove she's ours…"
"I'll get a warrant for them now, Sweetcheeks"
Ziva smiled at him as he stood and walked off. She heard him talking to McGee before he returned to his seat in front of his web-cam. "Tim's on it"
Ziva smiled then sighed "I'm being serious, Tony"
"About what?"
"If you don't eat I will send Mike back to physically shove a burrito down your throat"
"I'm not hungry"
"Tony, it doesn't stop you usually"
"I'm just worried, that's all"
"Yes and you are worrying me!"
"Why?"
"You're not sleeping, you're not eating and that is not normal!"
Tony sighed "Okay…I'll try…"
Ziva rolled her eyes "I didn't leave you at home to keep you safe so you could starve yourself, Tony"
He held his hands up in surrender "Okay…I'll eat…and sleep…I promise"
Ziva narrowed her eyes "If you don't I will know, DiNozzo and you will not be happy"
Tony shrugged again "Warrant is on its way over…"
Ziva nodded and looked up as Rochelle walked in "You shot them…" she said to Ziva, shaking slightly.
Ziva frowned "It was this morning…"
"You shot them in front of me…."
Ziva shrugged "So?"
"I…you…you took their lives like it was nothing…like it was just like…buying candy"
Tony spoke up again "Who did you shoot?"
Ziva turned back to him "The men who sold Grace off to someone else"
Tony nodded "Good"
Rochelle bent down so Tony could see her "It is not 'good' Mr DiNozzo! It is bad! Very, very bad!"
"So you must be the chic who sold our daughter for drugs then?"
"I had no choice!"
Ziva stood up facing her "YOU HAD A CHOICE! YOU COULD EITHER GIVE THEM THE MONEY STRAIGHT UP OR GIVE THEM GRACE!"
"BUT I DID NOT HAVE THE MONEY!"
"YOU SHOULD HAVE ASKED SOMEONE! NOT JUST GONE AND SOLD SOMEONE ELES' CHILD!"
"YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND, ZIVA!"
Ziva lowered voice so it was low and angry "What don't I understand? You pretend my daughter is your own then you sell her for drugs when you have not even had her for a day?"
"You don't understand what it is like to be threatened to be killed…they said I could die, give them the money or give them the child"
"I put my life into the hands of another person every day of my life. I have been threatened to be killed more than once. But if I was in this situation, I have people I can go to. People I trust. I would NEVER give someone else's child up. Never."
Rochelle started crying and walked out of the room but not long after walked back in with a man in a mask. He had a gun pointed at her head. He beckoned three other men into the room and they came in and grabbed hold of Eli, Mike and Ziva putting guns to their heads. They spoke in English so Mike could understand. "One of you have not got my drug money, and one of you killed my friends. Tell me who or someone will die"
Tony was staring wide eyed at the scene unfolding in front of him but stayed silent at Ziva's discreet request. "You think you'll find out this way?" Ziva spat out.
"Yes this is exactly the way we'll find out!" The man said.
"No one is telling you anything you brain dead idiot!" Ziva snarled. There was a silence in the room for a while until the man nodded once and a gun fire went off.
Tony's face turned pale as he sat and watched the scene before him and then yell "No!" before the line went dead.
So who was shot? What's going on...? Who are these men...please drop a review...the button is just down there :)
