Chapter 13

BAU Headquarters
Quantico, VA

The next morning two men from the DIA, Samson and Bennett, were sitting at the conference table with the team. Samson spoke first, "Okay, you hit on our file, what do you want with our asset?"

"Tell us about her." Hotch asked. "We think she's a party to a missing persons case."

The two DIA agents looked at each other, then pulled out a file and placed it on the table. "Rayna Zamir Gillon." Hotch opened it and found a picture of an attractive woman in her late 30's with thick, dark hair and dark eyes. Samson kept talking. "She's Israeli, former IDF Major, got out about ten, twelve years ago. Six years ago she was training here in the US on an exchange program when she met a Navy SEAL, then Lieutenant Ari Gillon. They eloped without informing either side. Six weeks later she heads back to Israel, we assumed to retire, only to disappear. Two years later she shows up in New York, claiming she wants in out of the cold, asking for asylum. We sit her down and start talking. Turns out she's Mossad, had been since she left the army."

Hotch held up the photo where everyone could see. Spencer gave him the tiniest shake of his head, he'd never seen her.

"Lucky day for you guys." Morgan said.

"Oh, it gets better. She's the granddaughter of General Abraham Zamir. He's been a sub-director in Mossad for fifty years. He's a Holocaust survivor, fought with the Haganah after the war, helped found what became Mossad, and engineered Operation Wrath of God. Since then he's been their Master of Assassins." Samson chuckled. "Believe me, when she started talking, we listened."

"No kidding." Emily muttered. By now the file was going around. Spencer got it first, for being the fastest, and quickly memorized it, filing it away mentally for later perusal.

"So, what did she want for all that?" Hotch asked.

"Near as we could figure, nothing. She just wanted out. She spent the next two and a half years living in Little Creek, Virginia, playing the good officer's wife. Then a little less than eighteen months ago SEAL Team 8 deployed to the Med. As soon as they were gone she got in the wind." Samson looked squarely at Hotch. "We'd really like to find her."

"So would we." Hotch replied

"So what's the connection?" Bennett asked.

"Our target used her name, referred to her as a 'sister'. There's a possibility they might be together."

"Sister." Samson thought about that. "Another one of theirs, maybe?"

"Possibly."

"Why you guys, though?"

"She was in the company of one of our agents right before she got in the wind." Rossi answered him this time. "We're not allowing him to date anymore."

"No kidding." Bennett chuckled.

"If that's the case then there's more than two. We spoke to at least one more last night who referred to himself as her 'brother'. We tried to get him to come in, but he refused, saying we couldn't protect them." Hotch finally got the file back in front of him

Samson shook his head. "He's right. You don't leave Mossad, ever. I think the only reason why Rayna stayed alive as long as she did was because her death would have pissed off the one person Abraham Zamir fears in this world."

"Who's that?" Rossi asked.

"His wife, Lidia." Samson looked over, "She was also Haganah and before that she was scourge of the SS. She went by the code name 'Nuria', the fire of God, and believe me, she earned it. She personally took out over thirty SS officers and eight Brits, all close quarter kills."

Everyone was impressed. Morgan whistled. "And this guy slept with her?"

"Slept with her, married her, had a son with her. They still live in the only Victorian in Tel Aviv. It was built by the Church of England as a Missionary house before the war. According to legend she had a thing for British Victorian literature, wanted to live in foggy old London. When she got pregnant he decided to give her the house of her dreams, so he broke in to the house, woke the missionaries from their beds, and told them that either they would be moving out the next day or they would be carried out the morning after."

"Which did they choose?" Spencer asked.

"Depends on who's telling the story." Samson answered. "The point is he'd do anything to make Lidia happy, including allowing his personal assistant to seek asylum in the US. I doubt he'd give any other agent the same leeway."

"Personal assistant. That was her only role?" Hotch asked.

"So she told us." Bennett replied. "We've never been able to confirm it."

"Are we saying they could all be current or former Mossad?" JJ asked.

"Sounds like." Samson said. "Why?"

"Because they're connected to the Ellensworth family somehow."

Bennett whistled. "Okay, that's bad."

"No kidding."

"For those of us who don't have an intell background?" Morgan asked.

"ClearWater is neck deep in the DOD." Samson replied. "They run everything from background checks for base access to cyber security for the White House. If they're a Mossad front we may not have a secret left."

"We need to get to the bottom of this." Bennett said.

"Any way we can talk to Lieutenant Commander Gillon?" Spencer asked.

Samson nodded. "If you have the resources, we can set up a video link. We'll arrange it for the morning."

Morgan chuckled. "Oh, we have the resources."

Home of Aaron Hotchner
Washington DC Metro area

Tomorrow. They went over and over what they knew but in the end there was nothing to do tonight but go home. They sent Spencer and Morgan off to a safe house, just in case, and then went their separate ways.

"Daddy!" Jack came running to the door and threw himself into his father's arms.

"Hey buddy! How was your day, huh?" Hotch left his briefcase by the door, picked up Jack and spun him around.

"Come see what we did, Daddy!" Jack squirmed to get down, then started tugging his father toward the living room.

"Welcome home, Aaron." Jessica, his amazing sister-in-law came to the door a little more slowly than his overexcited son. "You're late for your interview. You didn't tell me you were hiring a backup sitter"

Hotch looked past her into the sitting area. He watched as a young woman with blond curls and green eyes stood up from the toy strewn floor and smiled.

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Casting notes:

Cote de Pablo as Rayna Gillon