Hello everyone! It has been a great while since I have lastly updated this fanfiction. I've been pretty busy but finally sat myself down to finish this chapter. Hope you enjoy :-)
Tony was woken up by his alarm clock at six o'clock. Completely tired, he pressed the stop button and slowly made his way out of the comfortable bed he spent too less time in that night.
McGee and Tony looked for almost an hour before the two went home again. They couldn't have stayed much longer due to other people returning to work and possibly seeing them, thus getting suspicious. But one hour was enough for them to notice that there were no information they could make use of. He had almost known that there wouldn't be any information on the computer. Of course they had to check any possibility, but right now it was bothering him that he had about one hour of sleep while he could have gotten more.
Next week, him and Kate would fly over to Israel to bring back the terrorist Tamir Yadin. That was there main mission, though what was more important was to stop the Mossad from stealing information and especially getting already stolen information back. In addition to that, they had to find out the reason for all that trouble as well. With that, the fact that they had no idea whether or not the Mossad already had information wasn't very helpful.
He had three more days to find out anything. Even if it was the smallest clue. They had to have something.
Of course Kate had told him that Ziva was a spy sent from the Mossad and that she was trying to get information from the Navy, thus making her work at NCIS to have access to that said information. But Tony still had troubles believing that. He hadn't worked with Ziva for that long, but he still got to know her. He couldn't believe it. He didn't want to believe it.
But still, this wasn't about him. Ziva could be what Kate was accusing her of. That meant, Tony had to take an opportunity to figure out whether she was or wasn't. He had one more day left to figure it out.
He was nothing but tired. Never in his life had he been so tired. Never in his life had he have more trouble getting out of bed than right now. He felt like he had just fallen asleep a minute ago. But he had to get up. Showering really wasn't what he felt like doing at the moment, but at the same time he saw it as a help for getting awake.
She sat in her empty bureau. There wasn't anything she could do. Nothing but wait. This entire thing had gotten out of control and that for a case of such importance. Right at the start she had told him to act as if they had never met. Of course it was hard for both of them, but what was even harder was knowing about Ziva. She knew, telling him wouldn't turn out as an easy step. And now there she was, waiting for Tony to finish his day at work to tell her whether he had found something already. Though her bigger concern was whether or not he would even talk to her before they would fly off on Monday. After all, he didn't seem like he would quickly believe her. It would be quite surprising for her, if he ever believed her. Then again, after returning from Israel, they again would have to part ways. Whether he would believe her or not, that wouldn't even matter.
She was kind of disappointed. After all she had hoped to have at least a tiny bit against the Mossad before flying off to them. It was the longest mission she had ever been part of and the one she wanted to finish the most. She had hated it from the first time she met Ari Haswari. If there was one thing Kate regretted, it was the choice not to kill him when she had the opportunity to since that might have saved her all the trouble and could have let her live her life as she did before, not faking her identity.
A knock on the door ripped her out of her thoughts.
"Come on in", she ordered.
Her colleague and friend John entered and closed the door behind him, "Are you ready to leave, Kate?"
Kate looked at him, sighing in silence.
"Not so good, huh?" He asked, sitting down across from her.
"You could say that."
"So, you couldn't find any information up till now?"
Kate nodded softly, "I don't have anything except my experience and myself as proof. But that's just not good enough."
"Don't worry, we're all working on it", John meant with a comforting tone.
"I just wanna be done with all of this."
"Oh, c'mon! Don't tell me you're not happy that you got to see you're old friend again."
"You mean Tony?"
"Yeah", John replied shortly.
"Kate sighed, "I'm not happy about that."
John reacted with a long "What?" to the brunette's statement in surprise.
"It's just not like it was before."
"Well I bet he's just happy to get to see you again, and alive this time!"
Kate shook her head a little, "Not after I told him..."
"You told him?"
She just nodded silently in response.
"He didn't take it too well, huh?"
"I knew he wasn't gonna believe me. I shouldn't have told him. There was no need to and the only thing making me do so was because I got too personally involved with him, knowing him from before and him being important to me."
John stayed silent for a while, letting both of them process all of this, "I know he's important to you, but don't forget that you're important to him as well."
"You don't know that..."
"Don't give me that, Kate. Don't be that weak girl, thinking no one likes her. Of course you knew how he was gonna react, not because you know him so well but because everyone would. I would be shocked too if someone told me that even some random person, maybe only the janitor of this building was faking his purpose here and only works here to get information he wouldn't have access to otherwise. It's in our nature to get shocked over finding out we had the wrong image of someone or something. We need our time processing that. And our job here is to prove the truth. As soon as we did prove the truth he'll know anyway. It's better you told him before he found out after everything's over. This way, he can help us. It was the right choice."
Kate looked down silently. Deep down inside she knew that he was right, but she still felt bad for breaking it to Tony.
John gave her a warm smile, before leaving her alone again.
She sighed, her only thought being 'Why?'
He was tired throughout the entire day. Tony was too tired to even pretend not to be as tired as he was. So of course that led to Gibbs immediately noticing Tony's condition. With that, he put Tony on desk duty for the rest of the day, while the others were working normally. Though he would normally feel more than unpleasant over desk duty, he was quite relieved to be able to spend his day sitting at the desk. He was too tired to move or concentrate on people's interrogations. In addition to that, he barely knew anything about the case. Though he should have informed himself about it, his mission was too important to spend his time with some other case. In just a couple of days he'd be flying off to his final job in the said mission, after that he could return back to his ordinary life. More or less. After all he knew Kate was alive so how was he supposed to continue living with that information without happily informing everyone about that as well. He could already see it in front of him how much Abby would freak out to get her best friend back. Tony knew Abby missed Kate more than anything, probably as much as Tony missed her. But at the same time he was still confused over everything. It was hard for him to believe what she told him about Ziva, but what reason would she have for faking it?
It got him all curious and before he knew, Tony found himself sitting at Ziva's desk.
Gibbs, Ziva and McGee had all gone out to the crime scene or interrogating someone, giving him plenty of time to at least check a little bit of her desk as well as her computer.
He searched the desk but couldn't find anything suspicious. Right before he wanted to close one of the drawers, he found a USB flash drive. He took it and went back to his computer, where he copied the content of her USB flash drive on his. It took a few minutes before everything went on his USB flash drive, but when it was all done, he quickly put it back into her drawer so she wouldn't notice anything.
Tony arrived home at around nine pm. As soon as he got home he put the USB flash drive in his computer and looked at suspicious looking things. Most of the files he found included photos or information to old cases. There was however one particular order that caught his attention. Just by reading the name of the file, Tony knew, he wouldn't like what he was about to find out. There was just something he didn't like about the name The Job.
I think I said this the last time as well but I'll try posting the next chapter sooner, though I can't promise anything. Hope you liked this chapter and haven't lost interest yet. :-)
