I'm sorry that this chapter is short and not very good. I promise the next one will be better but I'll need some time for it. Currently, it's very hot here in Germany in summer. I can't think and write much and soon I'm gonna have to start learning again. But don't worry, I won't forget you're waiting for a conclusion and I'm going to continue this story as soon as I can!

Chapter 7

"I don't need to be in a hospital," Ziva complained. She had been hiding here for days but it already felt like years.

"It's the safest thing for you – and your baby," Agent Fernandez explained.

Ziva sighed and looked at her belly. She was fifth month and she really didn't want to be cared for her so much. It wasn't bad yet, no complaints, but how was it going to be in the next few months?

"I want to get out of here," she said. "Don't you FBI guys have such sheds somewhere to hide your Federal Witness Program people?"

"Well, indeed, that's true. I'll make a few arrangements," the agent said and left the room.

Ziva let herself fall back on the pillow. She looked out of the window and wished Tony could be here to calm her down.

Tony looked around. He felt like having developed paranoia in the last few weeks. Perhaps this was too much stress for a married father. But Caroline led him into the tiny plane. "You know how glad I am that I don't have to fly," she whispered and they both sat down.

The man working for Wo Fat entered the cockpit and moments later they were rolling to starting position. "Now, tell me something about you and Ziva," she said while checking her last Short Messages.

"Oh, we're lucky and married…" Tony answered confused about the humanity of the woman.

She smiled and seemed to write back an SMS. Then she put off her phone and the plane was getting faster. "She's fifth month, right?"

"Yep."

"Do you already know if it's going to be a boy or a girl?"

"No, not yet. Listen, Caroline, I don't know what you're planning-"

"Oh, come on, Tony. You still have a wrong image of me."

"You tried to kill me…twice!"

"And how often did I save your life? By the way, Katarina is out again and told me that we may give 5-0 a chance to catch us."

"She sent you that SMS? What is 5-0?"

"To the second question: A special task force of Honululu police. To the first: No, she called me thirty minutes ago."

"And you tell me now?"

Caroline only smiled for an answer.

"Oh god, what am I doing here?" he muttered to himself.

"You save your wife's and child's life…and yours," she answered and looked out of the window.

The plane has reached its height and they were flying over the clouds. "Excuse me," Caroline said and left to the toilet.

When she came back a minute later, Tony mentioned: "You vomited, right?"

"How do you know?"

"You're a bit pale…you don't like flying, don't you?"

"I don't like Hawaiian Big Island."

"Why not?" he asked confused.

She didn't answer, just stare out of the window again and Tony thought he could see something in her eyes that he had never seen before. But he didn't know what this meant and decided to ask later.

They landed twenty minutes later, it has only been a short flight and they didn't have any problems to get through the security. "Wow, is it always that easy?" Tony was astonished.

"Most time," Caroline admitted and a car was already waiting for them outside the building.

"What happened?" McGee asked when he woke up again. He sat up immediately when he recognized Gibbs and Abby standing at the bed. He obviously was in a hospital room, the walls were sterile white, the bed was green and grey and flavorless picture was hanging at the wall opposite to him.

"Israel attacked the Naval Base in Washington. USA still hasn't stated anything to that but it is clear that this will mean war. Although we're still searching a civilized solution," Gibbs explained.

"How are you, Tim?" Abby asked concerned. She seemed a bit nervous and worried, all understandable.

"I am okay," McGee answered.

"You know, it's all over the news…You can be so lucky you haven't been closer to the explosion. It's still not clear how they managed to bring the bomb on the base," Abby said and searched the remote control for the TV. She turned it on and searched CNN channel.

She didn't need to, it was in every channel. A news-speaker was just talking about the consequences of the hit. "Everybody is talking about the consequences but it isn't public yet how it came to this," Gibbs said.

"CIA won't tell?" McGee asked and the boss shook his head. Suddenly, the TV signal was lost.

"What's this?" Abby asked and shook the remote control. The picture appeared again but this time it was an image from inside the White house. The president could be seen, he was standing on a podium and looking with a serious face.

"Reminds me on 9/12, remember? When Scorpia has flown those planes and the hospital had been about to collapse?" Abby said.

"We know," McGee answered curiously. They all went quiet when the president began to speak.

Katarina was just sitting in an old café, a famous place for drug trade and no police officer ever had the heart to arrest anybody there or even enter this place. The air was foggy and full of smoke and girls in tiny mini-dresses were passing and men searching a higher trip. Katarina has nearly reached the stairway, when she noticed in the corner of her eye, the TV going off.

She turned around and saw that she wasn't the only one to be surprised. Image appeared again and although they weren't very interested in politics, the café has gone quiet.

It took a few seconds until the barkeeper has turned loud enough: "…now officially declared war on us. They are responsible for the attack on the Naval Base near Washington and also warned that they were capable of doing more. In case we don't surrender, they threat to destroy us. Unfortunately, this is no opportunity.

Israel demands the extradition of an NCIS special agent who, a few months ago, killed in self-defense the director of Intelligence Agency Mossad after this Service had kidnapped and severely tortured a US-citizen, also Special Agent of our NCI Service. It is clear that we cannot…" suddenly TV went off and lights also did.

Slight panic was created and some girls screamed, already been too high to understand anything anyway, but lights were back within seconds again and the barkeeper already was searching the TV channel again.

Katarina looked around, some face were shocked, some faces were already out of this world, she just turned around and continued going down the staircase. She needed to get away from this Island, there was already a search for her since she escaped from Big Island police department.

"What will we do now?" Chin asked when McGarrett and Danny arrived at 5-0 headquarters in Police Department Honululu.

"We find this Special Agent Tony DiNozzo," McGarrett said.

"And how do you plan to do that? We met Katarina, she seems to be quite clever for a criminal and her older sister is watching DiNozzo," Danny reminded him.

"Wo Fat is helping him."

"What?" Kono asked surprised.

McGarrett just sighed and left the room toward his office.

"Don't ask," Danny advised and went after him.

I'm gonna continue as soon as I can...