"Tony," whispered Ziva, barely able to believe her eyes. She looked shocked to see him, "What are you doing here?"
Tony ran forward and hugged her, "I could ask you the same question," he said, still holding her tight. Ziva was hugging him back, and there was no way he was letting go of her anytime soon. When she finally did pull back, he looked around to his team. They were staring at him and Ziva.
"Umm…..hi. Nice to meet you. My name is Jay." Tony silently thanked Jay. She could strike up a conversation with the fridge, and knew how to avoid awkward moments.
"I'm James. James Bird."
"The name's Taylor," said Brent, putting on a suave James Bond voice, "Brent Taylor."
"If you don't mind me asking, who the hell are you?" asked Jay.
"Oh yeah. Guys, this is Officer Ziva David," introduced Tony.
"From what agency?" asked James
"We can get to that later," said Ziva, "What is this, 20 asks?"
The team stare at her blankly
"20 Questions. It's 20 Questions, Zee-vah."
"Whatever," she said, flopping down on the couch. The doorbell rang, "That will be my team."
The others went to answer the door.
"Your team? So, you're a team leader now?" Tony sat down next to her.
"Yes. Speaking of team leaders, where is yours? And aren't you meant to be aboard a ship?"
"Sitting next to you, Sweetcheeks. I got promoted, and my own team. And off the SS Ronald Reagan."
Ziva's jaw dropped. The others walked into the room, accompanied by Ziva's team. There were a total of 4 Mossad officers, and 4 NCIS agents.
"Well, this is going to be fun," said Brent, "Officer David can share my bed."
Tony and Ziva Gibbs slapped him at the same time.
Tony's stomach rumbled.
"Dinner time." He said.
Ziva made her way to the kitchen and started going through the pantry. Jayla and Officer Leah Refaili joined her, consulting each other about what to cook. Tony sat down on the couch and motioned for the other men to do the same.
"Anyone got an idea about what's on?" asked Tony, "preferably in a language that we can all understand?"
"What about the maxis channel?" asked an Israeli Officer, "They have American shows, with your choice of subtitles."
"Good idea, Officer…?"
"Oh. I am Avraham Hazak"
"Right. You know all our names?"
"Naturally," the other male officer spoke, "And I am Warren Schoman. FBI liason."
"Right. Who's the other chick?" asked James.
"Her name is Leah. Leah Refaili." Said Hazak. The opening music to Friends played, and they all watched it. Five minutes into Taken Out, Ziva's voice rang out into the room.
"Dinner's ready!"
Tony and the other men walked into the kitchen. Ziva, Leah and Jayla had cooked spaghetti bolognese and meatballs.
"Looks delicious, girls," said Brent sitting down next to Leah. She smiled at him. Tony sat between Ziva and Hazak. They all started eating-thank goodness that the table seated eight.
"So which agency are you guys from," asked James, "No-one has told us yet."
"FBI? CIA? MI-5?" asked Brent
"Mossad," answered Ziva.
All of Tony's team (except Tony) suddenly looked very scared.
Officer Leah couldn't figure out why.
