I'm sorry for my English, but I'm no native speaker and do a lot of mistake. Also, I'm writing very fast and try to avoid stupid mistake like 'hear' and 'here'. I actually know the difference but I'm just too fast to re-look over my story. And also when I'm checking it again, I don't find all mistakes. I know that for example my prepositions are horrible and some words may not fit in the right context. I'm sorry, but I do my best. So don't hesitate to give me tipps (by the way, theoretically I know the grammar, practically...well...everything except for defining and non-defining clauses, this is my worst nightmare).

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Chapter 4

It was already evening when they arrived on the airport of Hilo, Big Island. "Now what?" Tony asked when he started following Katarina walking down the road.

"Oh, since my sister has been living here quite a while and I visited her from time to time, we have some friends. But usually we were working on O'ahu. Just trust me, Tony."

"It's hard to."

"Really? I remember Caroline talking about your first date."

"She told you—"

"Oh, come on. She's my sister. And she really liked the look in your eyes when she pressed the knife blade on your neck."

"Yeah, really great," Tony muttered not very enthusiastic.

"Tony," Katarina murmured and stopped. A car halted next to them, the door was opened from inside.

Katarina stepped into that black BMW with darkened windows and Tony followed. It was a longer version, opposite of them there was sitting a Hawaiian man, he was tan, tall, slender, very muscular, dark brown-grey eyes, short cut dark brown hair and wore a suit with a light blue-grey shirt.

"Katarina, very nice to see you. And you brought a friend, Special Agent DiNozzo. Are you sure we can trust him?"

"Absolutely," Katarina said with a side-look on Tony.

"My name is Wo Fat," the man declared turning toward the special agent.

"Nice to meet you," Tony muttered still not sure what this was leading him to.

"Lee will bring you to a safe place. Unfortunately, I have some business to do. I'll fly to O'ahu tomorrow morning," he explained and the woman nodded.

"You said something about a job?" she asked.

"Lee will explain you everything as soon as you're safe. Unfortunately, it is American secret service as well as Mossad after you, right?"

Tony nodded.

"I don't understand. Why are FBI and CIA so interested in you, too?"

"I assume they want to protect me. But during the attempt to hide me, we were betrayed. I don't want to take that risk another time and it is safer if nobody knows where I am."

"I understand. And after what my informants tell, the relationship between the United States and Israel is getting worse."

"May I ask how much you know about the reason why I am here?" Tony asked suspiciously. He didn't like that this obviously criminal knew so much about him and he felt lightly uncomfortable.

"Oh, believe me, Katarina didn't tell me any details. I had to find out everything by myself. I have my men but I make sure that such information does not spread around," he explained and smiled at the Italian woman who smiled back. "And now excuse me, I have some things to arrange," he added when the car stopped.

Wo Fat got out and there were only Lee, Tony and Katarina left who continued their drive through the marvelous landscape of the Island. Nobody said a word and Tony stared outside, trying to enjoy the beauty of Hawaii and not thinking of the danger he was in.

"We need to find Tony before they do," Abby said. She had put on her let's-make-a-conspiracy-face and was quietly looking at the other persons standing around the autopsy table.

It was dark and very reminded on a scene they had all experienced before. "Don't you think Tony is old enough to cope with such problems alone?" Ducky asked. He still were his work clothes, his green overall for performing autopsies.

"No, he seems to be in a very deep shit," McGee explained.

"That Mossad is after him I understand, but why FBI, CIA and NCIS as well I don't get…" Mr. Palmer started.

"That's…difficult. CIA wants to maintain a good relationship with Israel's Intelligence service. FBI needs to interact because he's an American citizen and their try to protect him failed. And NCIS may only wait for instructions and director Vance's hands are tied, he is only the representation for Tony toward CIA," McGee tried to explain.

"I get a headache from this," Palmer said.

"Me too," the forensic scientist agreed.

"By the way, doesn't Tony get trouble when he returns?" the assistant asked.

"I think so. The more trouble, the worse it ends. But however," she continued "what can we do?"

"We know that the Montebello sisters are helping Tony. They're both with him on the run," Ducky mentioned.

"Not quite true," a voice said suddenly.

All turned around and tried to figure out who was hiding there in the dark as only one little light was lit. The person was coming closer and they saw the shadow of a woman.

"Caroline!" McGee suddenly said.

She smiled. "I see you recognize me," she said with her typical British accent.

"Where's Tony? I thought you were with him?" Abby stammered.

"I haven't seen Tony for quite a while. My sister is with him, where I can't say, I'm sorry."

"Then where have you been all the time?" McGee asked.

"Italy. Helping leading the Mafia, which is quite difficult these days…"

"But the more interesting question, I think, is: Why are you here?" Ducky asked with a similar British accent.

"I wanted to see the things from another point of view. You know, relationship between CIA and Mossad is lowest ever and CIA blames FBI for their failing. It is only a matter of time until this inter-Intelligence service argument spreads out to be a conflict between the two country's government itself."

"What do you plan to do?" McGee asked.

"Well, I've been studying these conflicts for quite a while and although the American always want to be the best, I think Israel is going to make the first move. They had inofficially wanted to blow off the Americans for quite a while and now they get a chance and can't even be blamed afterward…well, of course they will be blamed."

"You mean, we should wait until Israel starts a war with the United States?" Mr. Palmer asked.

"This is the only way Tony and Ziva can return to NCIS. As soon as Israel does start any war-like acts on American soil, other countries will intervene, most presumably Germany and France. Since the peace treaties they may expect some support from China…eventually Russia in case they're ready to proof some loyalty. But Europe won't be able to join very actively, they have enough problems with growing Mafia and crime especially in south Italy, France and Spain."

"You seem to have thought about this very thoroughly," Ducky mentioned.

"I've had enough time."

"When will it start?" McGee asked concerned.

"It won't take long. I promise you that," Caroline explained seriously.

Unfortunately, she was right.

"You have time for such things?" Tony asked surprised when he came back from the shower. His hair was still wet and he just wore boxershorts.

Katarina didn't care, she was concentrating on her nails which she was painting black. "Ya, it's part of my defilade, you know? Men want women who care for their appearance…"

Tony looked perplex.

"I was joking," she laughed and screwed down the bottle of nailpolish. She started to blow her fingernails to make them dry faster.

Tony shook his head and started to put on a new pair of trousers and a t-shirt. He watched Katarina regarding her fingers. She was so beautiful, like her sister, a bit tan, dark brown, curly hair, muscular, dark brown eyes, so slender, her smile could melt glaciers and she was so nice.

Although Tony didn't know Edoardo, he wasn't surprised he had wanted to marry her. And Federico, his brother, had seemed to be attracted by her, too. And he, Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo, married man, watched a woman, over ten years younger, how she painted her fingernails in deep black. Looking at her like this, he would have never guessed her being a cruel hit woman who had killed several times, among this, her own parents, of course, together with her sister Caroline.

"You heard this?" she suddenly said and looked up.

"You really have a good sense of hearing, but I think you suffer paranoia," Tony declared but the woman was already jumped up staring out of the tiny and dusty window.

They were in a motel room, outside the big town, somewhere very dark and where no tourist ever got lost to. Wo Fat had arranged this for them, he had seemed to be a pretty wealthy man but also a very cruel criminal who also seemed to having enjoyed Katarina's company in the car.

"It's police," Katarina muttered and turned around.

"Oh no, not again," Tony sighed. Before he could blink twice, she passed him walking to the door, he smelled her wonderful hair, still a bit wet, she had showered before him and was now opening the wooden door.

She tiptoed outside, just to come back seconds later. "We need to go," she hissed and this remembered Tony too well to their escape in Sacramento. Just this time they didn't have time for this stairway trick and she had already grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the corridor.

"Follow me," she said sharply and he ran after her upstairs.

Not again, he thought and suddenly found himself standing on the roof. She was already meters ahead of him and he had difficulties to follow her over the cramped flat roof.

"O'ahu police!" he heard men shouting and ducked instinctively when a gunshot was heard.

What the fuck? He thought. What did they think he was, a criminal?

He only did this for self-protect but right now he didn't have time to lead a discussion with himself about the ethical correctness of his acting. He jumped down to a lower roof and tried to run as fast as he could, but Katarina seemed to be a real profi in escaping.

"Come on, Tony!" she shouted and turned around.

Hunting over the roofs, Tony neither know where they were going nor what obstacle came next when he was climbing up a fire escape ladder. He dared to take a look back and saw about seven or eight police officers running like hell. Tony concentrate on climbing up to the next roof where Katarina had waited for him.

She is fucking fast, he thought when he grabbed her hand. They were now on the top of a seven or eight floor building and there was a higher building right in front of them.

"Stop!" he heard the shouting of the cops, they seemed to be quite near. It felt like in slow motion when Tony, hand in hand with the fucking awesome woman, ran along the roof, trying to reach the window which brought them into the skyscraper in front of them.

He heard a gunshot, another yelling to stop fire, he heard footsteps which seemed to be so close and he saw how Katarina kicked the window, the glass was splintering and falling down very slow, hitting the floor, Tony didn't hear the noise of that, he didn't hear anything, he felt numb and turned around.

Police men, they thought him being a wanted criminal, he heard a loud scream, "GO!" Katarina had shouted, he turned to her, she pushed him through the window,

he was inside the building, in a small room, looked like an office, he watched Katarina who wasn't even trying to get into the window, she was facing the police officers who had now arrived, she was stepping right in front of Tony's sight, the cop pushed her backward, on the floor,

her body was hitting the ground, "Run" she screamed and Tony did follow her order, he didn't turn around once more, he ran, he sensed that Katarina wasn't letting them arrest her without resistance, she had been arrested while she made the escape possible for Tony.

He didn't want to think about what punishment she was going to face, what police do to her. "Tony!" she heard her voice going lower. "Wait where he had left the car. She will find you!" were the last voices he heard before entering the next room.

While running down the staircase, he thought about the last sentences of Katarina. Wait where he left, wait where Wo Fat had left the car when he caught them from the airport.

Tony barely remembered but when he returned to the airport, he could easily find that spot. She will find me, he thought, of course, Caroline, she was on Hawaii? He didn't know about that, or was she going to arrive? And when? He couldn't wait there all time, where Wo Fat has left was a little clubhouse, obviously a meeting point for such men.

But Tony didn't have time to think or to decide, he was going to do what Caroline had told him to do and then he'd hope. He jumped down the last few stairs and ran out of the building and didn't turn around to look for police,

he just ran and when he was out of breathe, he stopped in a park and dared to look up.

Nobody seemed to pay attention to him, he was a ghost, no cops, that was a good sign. He only had to make his way to this club without being seen.

This could become a long day.

As you may have noticed, this story is now officially a NCIS/ Hawai'i 5-0 crossover. It is not necessary to having watched Hawai'i Five-0 to read or understand this story.

It isn't necessary either to know the Alex Rider books, as I have written in the first part of Scorpia Rising, as Scorpia is a organization in the Alex Rider novels. Neither knowledge about Alex Rider nor H5-0 is necessary to continue reading this story and I just ask you to go on reading when you like ;DD

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