I'm sorry that in this chapter and the start of the third, there's a lot talking. But some things need to get clear and I have to repeat some things in case you don't remember everything from parts I-III. I myself had to read n°III again ;)

So, I hope you keep reading and I promise it will get more adventurous very soon :)

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Chapter 2

"Are you sure you want to go so far, director?" John Summerfield asked and studied the man's face on the huge screen.

"We will do every necessary for justice. I think you understand this," the man answered. He spoke with an Israeli accent, white suit, in the background an office with one single palm plant, a glance out of the window and you saw desert and nothing else than yellow sand.

"There is nothing of justice. Special Agent Tony DiNozzo acted in self-defense—"

"After he entered the country without any permission, helped a group of Arabic terrorists storm the main headquarter building of Tel Aviv Mossad, killed a lot of agents and also the director Eli David! He is a member of American Navy—"

"Just an NCIS officer."

"His 'rescue' is regarded as a criminal act against the state of Israel and government gave us all means and permissions we need to stop this man and punish him for his crimes."

"Crimes? Eli David kidnapped his own daughter and tortured her. She was already citizens of the United States. This is regarded as a criminal act!"

Suddenly, the connection was cut off.

"Get him here again!" Summerfield shouted at the other agents.

"He's gone offline," one of them stated.

"Damn it!" he shouted and kicked into the air. With his head glowing red, he left the room and walked out on the corridor. He tried to calm himself down and control his breathe. He leaned against the wall, looked up into the ceiling lights and closed his eyes.

Startled he jumped up when his cell was ringing. "Fuck," he cursed and took it out.

He sighed when he read the name on the display. "Yes?" he asked very pissed off.

"I just wanted to ask how it's going but as I hear it didn't work out quite well…"

"Didn't work out quite well? I know that Tony perhaps overreacted a bit and didn't have permission to illegally enter the country and did some unforgivable things, but they started with abducting an American citizen without reason and torture her nearly to death."

"They blame Tony, right?"

"Of course they blame agent DiNozzo. He said they won't stop until he'll be punished for his crime," Summerfield explained.

"God…" agent Fornell tried to understand what this meant.

"You know how difficult it was to explain our boss that Mossad quit all peace treaties between our two Intelligence services and that Israel also retreated from the ceasefire treaty with America. I don't know what the president thinks but I hope that this will stay a war between CIA and Mossad and not between the USA and Israel."

"How close are we to an official war?" Fornell asked concerned.

"It is not only the acting of Agent DiNozzo. I think they had searched for an excuse to break up the relationship with us for a long time. Things are escalating, Tobias. In the past three days, we detected eight tries to enter our security system. They all failed but one broke our first and second firewall. It won't take long until they succeed and enter our highest security area.

They have specialists working on it, Tobias. As soon as we can proof that these were done by Mossad agents, we'll have hell breaking out. They won't give us an explanation and cyberattacks on CIA computersystems are only the beginning. We're already working on cutting their energies reservoirs for Tel Aviv for provoking an energy loss."

"Just make sure this will happen after they hacked into our databanks, John. We don't want to start a war, we just play the helpless who're defending themselves."

"That's what our director wants. We're just waiting and talking but I tell you, Israel won't accept a non-violent solution. And as nobody knows where Special Agent DiNozzo and his wife are…"

"I'm afraid, John, if this was a try, it was a bad one and I don't know either where DiNozzo is hiding."

"You let him escape, didn't he tell you anything?"

"Nope. But I heard from Agent Gibbs that he may have friends helping him. And concerning Agent David, she's somewhere safe, in a hospital where it is cared for her."

"I'm glad to hear that. Listen, Tobias, as soon as I find something out, I'll call you, okay? Until then, let's hope it stays an internal affair of Intelligence and not an official war between our states. The Israelis are not to underestimate and they had enough time to prepare…" He put the cell back into his pocket and walked down to his office.

Tony woke up from missing the noise of the motor. He opened his eyes slowly and carefully and first saw the interior of the car he remembered so well. He looked out of the window and noticed that they in fact stopped their journey.

"Have we arrived?" he asked and turned to Katarina. She was reading something on her cell phone.

She looked up. "Yes. Just give me a minute," she answered and started to write an SMS.

Tony used the time to find out where he was. It was a city, so far he knew. It was loud and he guessed a street a few meters away but right now, they were on a parking lot, three high skyscrapers around them, a little passage through which they had come.

"Let's go," Katarina suddenly said and stepped out of the car. She took out her trolley and handbag and locked the door.

Tony followed her but asked: "Where are we? What are we doing now?"

"We're in a town called Sacramento. I think you heard of it."

"Yeah, watched it in the news lately. The arresting of two criminals and the boss of CBI was found dead, right?"

"Yes. It was three days ago. They have managed to catch a disciple of Red John."

"The wanted serial killer?"

"Exactly," she explained when they entered one of the high buildings through a backdoor. They were now in a dusty stairwell.

"Shall we try if the elevator works?" he proposed but she shook her head. "Then let me at least carry your luggage," he muttered and took her tiny suitcase.

"Thanks," she said and they started climbing up the stairs. Quietly they were walking upstairs and after an eternity Katarina finally stopped. She pulled out a tiny wire and opened the locked door.

Tony guessed them to be in tenth or ninth floor and he closed the door again. It was very dark and the light didn't work. He followed Katarina into another room and put down the trolley. There was one mattress and carpet that looks as if it was over a hundred years old.

"We won't stay here for long," the woman explained. "But I need to arrange a few things here. And I will get us a better faked passport."

"Where are we going then?"

"Hawai'i. I have friends there who can help you hiding. And it's very safe. They won't think I'll return to a place where I've hid before but the good thing about it is that I know the area and they don't."

"Ah," Tony said and together they examined the other rooms. In one of them were two empty spoons with unidentifiable dried liquid and of course the bath was full of dust as well.

"You come here often?" he asked when they sat down on the mattress in their sleeping room again.

"This was a hint of a friend…This building here is very common for drug dealers and no police officer who's quite sane will enter this district."

"You feel attracted to such places?"

She smiled and stared out of the tiny window which was half covered with a broken jalousie. "Yes, Tony. It makes me feel safe and reminds me to my home. Tiny places in the shadow, you're anonym, nobody asks questions. That's like our flat in Italy."

"You live with your sister?"

"Yes, in the south of Potenza."

They kept silence for a while.

"You're not talking very much, Katarina…What happened in South Italia?"

She sighed and it took a moment before she answered. "You know that Italian police is starting big arrests and they try to stop the Mafia circles and so on. Federico and I were hiding in an old factory…well, a drug hiding and police must have gotten a hint. So, we were surprised by a special force."

She looked out to the sundown and continued: "You know, Tony. Federico and I, became very close, but it was never like with Edoardo…you know, my fiancée who died…but it was good to have someone who cared for me. There was a shooting and Federico and I tried to escape.

He killed a cop and pushed me out of the fire line. We fell on the ground, he was above me. We didn't notice that the cop wasn't dead but stood up again. He didn't take up his gun, no, he took a knife.

He must have had a personal hatred against mafia. He sliced open Federico's back, I saw his eyes full of pain, slowly he died and this cop watched. His body fell on me, all his blood dropped on me…

I pushed Federico away and looked up to the cop, the knife still in his hand. But he only through it into Federico's body once more, although he already was dead. Then he turned to me, cowered next to me and put the bloody blade on my neck. He told me that his brother got killed by a drug dealer and that he would take as much revenge as possible."

She stopped talking and Tony knew that pictures of Federico's dead body lying on her passed her mind. Horrible and unbelievable what this girl had to cope with, he thought and couldn't imagine the terrible things she had already seen. Federico's brother and Edoardo had wanted to marry over one year ago but he was shot during the wedding ceremony.

"What…how did you kill that cop?" he asked slowly.

"I shot him," she answered shortly and stood up again. "I need to visit my friend after sunset. You stay here, okay? In case you hear someone come, there's a gun in my suitcase," she said sharply.

"How did you smuggle your gun on the plane?" he asked surprised.

"I have my tricks," she explained and opened the trolley. She took out some new clothes and minutes later she returned, having changed. She picked up another gun and put it on her leg under her jeans.

"How much of this do you have?" Tony asked surprised.

"Enough to hide a NCIS special agent from Israeli Mossad. I'll be back after dawn if everything turns out well."

"And if not?"

"Then I'll either return in a few hours or never. But please promise me to stay here, Tony, okay? Don't leave under no circumstances."

"I promise," he said and watched her beautiful body leave the room.

He heard the door closing and now was on his own with nothing more to do than wait.