Chapter Four A Traitor
(A month later)
Tony had gotten a lot done in the month. He was already uncovered quite a few terrorist cells. All of them had no idea he had uncovered them and wrote a letter to the people he needed to report to. Except one terrorist cell.
This one that knew, was probably the one he didn't want to know. The one that would come back to haunt him. Literally. It had the roughest, most horrible guys a part of it. None of them would stand for Tony uncovering their plans.
Tony heard his Arabic undercover name called from outside the door. Grimacing softly he knew who it was. Aswad the one who was "assigned" casually as his assistant.
"Come in Aswad." He called in Arabic.
Aswad came into the room. He was taller than Tony. He looked almost the spitting image of Ari. A few things were different. Temperament was one. Where Ari was patient, Aswad was impatient. Where Ari knew when to do something and when not to, Aswad would do something out of anger in the heat of the moment. Tony hated the man, knowing he could either make Tony's case known, or keep it safe.
"Zafir, we need you, now." The urgency in the way he spoke it was enough to send Tony's senses to alert. He got up and followed Aswad to the common area where they held meetings. "What is going on?" Tony looked at the group in front of him. He looked at the leader, Thabit. Thabit was a mean harsh man. He never took no for an answer. The men who were under his command had to do what he said when he said it. If he said "jump" they'd ask "how high?". He was that much in command.
"Zafir we have been informed there is a traitor among us." Thabit's words spoke fear into Tony.
Automatically images of the team swept into his mind. Gibbs, Jenny, Abby, Probie, Ducky, Palmer, and Ziva. His heart pounded against his chest to the point Tony was almost positive they could hear. "Did they say who?"
"No. But until we know, no one is allowed to leave. If you do, you must check in with me, tell me where you are headed and when you will be back. If you are not back by the time you say so," Thabit looked around at the circle of men. His eyes rested on Tony, "may Allah be with you."
Ziva laid in her bed that night, unable to sleep. She tossed and turned constantly, wanting Tony to be back on his homeland safe. Tears slowly fell down her face as she wished for him to come home. She wanted to know he was okay. She wanted him so bad.
"Tony." She ended up sitting, her back to the wall. Tears falling down her tanned cheeks. "Please, please come home." She spoke to herself, but she meant every word. She needed Tony. She longed for him. Tears fell down relentlessly and she had no urge to wipe them away as she looked out the window to the orange glow of a moon. A full moon. Miles away she knew Tony probably had a view of the exact same moon earlier. She knew Tony had probably done the same. Wishing for home.
Ziva watched the moon and life outside her window. Longing for Tony to come home soon and safe.
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