Epilogue

AN: Thanks guys. So many of you asked for me to continue this story. And, at first, I was not going to. I didn't know where I would go with it. But, I have come up with something. I hope you don't think Gibbs to be so OOC that it is not believable. Thanks for requesting an continuation. JL

Tim felt as if he had been living under a rock, he had missed so much. He had no idea of what had happened in Israel. But, he had never even gotten the inclination things has been this bad. He looked from Gibbs to Ziva and back. He was getting no answers.

"Gibbs, what…?" Tim started.

"Not now!" Gibbs shot back.

Tim started to back down, but then changed his mind. "No Gibbs! Tony just walked off this team. I need to know what is going on! I deserve to know!"

"You deserve to know what…?"

Tim knew what Gibbs was going to say. And, for the first time, it made him angry.

"I deserve to know the truth!' Tim shot back. He surprised himself by standing up to Gibbs. "Not what you tell me is the truth!"

Gibbs was quickly in McGee's face. The action was so quick Tim took a step back. Gibbs pushed the issue, asserting his authority, unfortunately for him, it backfired.

"There are lots of computer geeks out there." Gibbs stated.

Tim took a deep breath. He looked at Ziva, who had not said a word. "Yes, there are. And you may need one sooner than you realize."

Gibbs just stared at him.

"I will not work for or with people who keep vital information from me." Tim looked at Ziva. "Whatever you did, it had to be horrible for Tony to leave."

Ziva and Gibbs remain silent.

McGee shook his head. "I don't get this…hold Ziva has on you, Gibbs. But, for it to be more important to you than Tony…. I don't know."

Tim started to leave the bullpen.

"Where are you going?" Gibbs asked.

"Director's office." Tim said as he started up the stairs.

Gibbs knew that Leon would tell Tim what was going on. The director had surprised him with his actions towards Tony. But, Gibbs knew that Vance really liked McGee.

"Tim!"

Tim stopped and turned to face Gibbs. "You won't tell me, Vance will."

Ziva was still stunned and smarting from the news that Tony had given her. She had to have heard him wrong. There was no way that Director Vance had promoted him. He deserved to be fired for what he had done to Michael.

"Gibbs, Tony is pulling my foot, yes?" Ziva asked.

Gibbs shook his head.

"That is not possible. He…."

Gibbs interrupted her. "Did you point a loaded gun at DiNozzo?"

The question stopped Ziva in her tracks.

Tim headed back down the stairs when he heard Gibbs' question. He was stunned by the things coming out the team leader's mouth. He just stood there, openmouthed, in disbelief.

"He killed…." Ziva tried again.

"Is it true, Ziva? Gibbs retorted. "Is what Tony said true?"

"Michael was dead. He should not have been dead." Ziva replied. "Tony was jealous of me and…. He wanted Michael…."

"He was following orders, Ziva." Gibbs told her. "My orders!"

When Tony had told her that, himself, she had not believed him. Now, she knew that he had been telling the truth.

"My relationship with Michael Rivkin was of no concern to NCIS." Ziva said, defending her actions.

"That is were you are wrong, Ziva! EVERYTHING Rivkin said or did was our concern. He was under investigation…and you KNEW that!" Gibbs felt his anger and ire rise. "You knew that, and you went behind our backs!"

"Tony should not have been in my apartment with Michael!" Ziva snapped back.

"DiNozzo said he was there to see you." Gibbs stated. "And, I believe him."

"He should not have been in my apartment."

Gibbs shook his head. She was not getting it. "You should not have been seeing someone of interest to NCIS." Gibbs stated. "It blurs the lines and compromising the investigation!"

"Tony had not business being there." Ziva stressed, again.

Gibbs shook his head. Hew was beginning to see what Tony had told him. Ziva was so deep in her own lies. She couldn't even see the truth.

"This is not about Tony, Ziva. This is about you. It's all you." Gibbs explained. "And you still have not answered my question."

"Tony was the one who…." Ziva began.

Gibbs shook his head. "I'm done."

"What does that mean?" Ziva asked.

"That means I no longer trust you. That means that I think that everything you have ever told me since you've been here, has been a lie. That means that you used Kelly's death to get to me." Gibbs fumed. "That means that you are a cruel, heartless, and vicious person. And, lastly, that means that you are, as of this moment, no longer a member of this team. You have been let go, Former Agent Ziva David. Your services are no longer needed."

"I am still an agent." Ziva replied, still trying to take in all the Gibbs had just said.

"You won't be able go get a job with ANY other federal agency after they read the reports Tony and I are going to write on you." Gibbs retorted. "Maybe you'll get work as a meter maid."

"You cannot prevent…."

Gibbs shook his head again. "I'm not going to prevent anything. I am just going to tell the truth." He paused. "I expect you to be packed and gone in 10 minutes. You will surrender your weapon and badge. And, you will be escorted to your car by a guard."

Vance had been watching things play out from above. He started down the stairs when heard Gibbs firing Ziva. He wanted to head of any violent retaliation.

"And now, because there is a real, deadly, threat of retaliation," They all jumped at the sound of the director's voice. "you are going home to Israel."

Ziva was outraged. "You cannot…!"

"Agent DiNozzo and now Agent Gibbs are not safe." Vance told her. "Not as long as you are on American soil. I must take immediate action to neutralize threats to this agency. And, Former Agent David, you just became a threat."

Ziva was very angry. And Vance was right. Thoughts of revenge, violent and bloody, had already began circling around in her brain. She grabbed her backpack from beneath her desk and opened it. She hurriedly emptied her desk tossing her belongings into the bag. She laid her service weapon and her badge on her former desk. She zipped her bag closed. And, without even a sideways glance, she slung the bag over her shoulder and headed to the elevator. The guard had to wait only a few moments before Ziva joined him. She passed through the metal detector on the way out of the building. The guard then followed her to the car and watched her as she left the premises.

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