Chapter Five Contact

Tony knew with the extra heat from Thabit and the rest of them he would need to contact everyone back home. Get them up to date quickly and hopefully be brought back home. His time there alive and okay, was limited.

But to be able to get out and contact everyone, it meant he had to have someone. Someone in the terrorist cell who he could tell and trust they wouldn't tell anyone. That would be a challenge. Everyone respected, well feared Thabit, to where they'd tuck their tell between their legs and do what he said.

Tony was in danger, he had to act fast or lose the things close to him, including his life. Sighing he looked out the barred window. Outside he saw a few Arabic children playing, they weren't completely peaceful, but they had a little amount of their childhood left. It gave him an idea. He went downstairs to where Thabit was. "Thabit, I would like to go out. I just want to go play with the kids right outside. For maybe an hour?" Tony requested.

"Sure. Go ahead Zafir."

Tony nodded his gratitude and walked outside. He was grateful he had mastered the art of improvising. He walked to the kids. They were maybe 13 or 14. Young, but not too young. They'd understand what he'd need.

"Hey guys." He greeted them in their language, once again thanking Ziva for everything she went through to write it for him, "can you guys help me out?"

The kids looked at him and nodded after a moment. He was someone they figured was trustworthy.

Tony explained what he needed, he could see the fear in the kids' eyes and reassured them it would be okay and nothing would happen to them. Then, the fun began.

As Tony played with them, the hour passed quickly. Thabit began to grow frustrated.

Thabit came out and saw Tony playing with them still, "Zafir! You said you would be back, an hour ago!"

Tony grinned as he turned to face the terrorist cell leader, "I did? Sorry time must've gotten away from me." He glanced at the oldest child that stood next to him.

The kid nodded and threw the ball at Thabit, frustrating the man even more. But it hit Thabit the way it needed to, hitting him hard enough he didn't know what was what. His sense of logic and sense had been handicapped.

Tony glanced at the other kids, "go now!" The kids ran and Tony ran with them. They ran until they knew it was safe. Tony looked at the four kids. "Thank you guys."

"Your welcome sir. Do what you need to do to get back to your lady." The oldest kid said with a smile.

Tony smiled to himself. He had told the kids he needed their help to get away so he could get home to his girlfriend. The girl he called his girlfriend? A very special Israeli woman back at NCIS.

"Be good and stay out of trouble okay guys?" He shook hands with each kid then left. Trying to find a military base where he could contact NCIS. All he had was the clothes on his back, his quick improvising, and the knowledge of the language locals spoke. He was gonna be able to get home to Ziva. He wasn't going to stay. Not after the act he just did.

Ziva walked into the squad room. She knew today was different. Easily different. Gibbs wasn't in the bullpen, and McGee was waiting for her by her desk. "Good morning McGee."

"Morning Ziva. Um, Director Shepard, she uh wants us in MTAC. That's where Gibbs is."

Ziva nodded and walked with McGee up to MTAC. After giving a short knock, they walked in and saw Jenny talking to Gibbs, Abby, Ducky and Palmer, sitting, watching, worried.

Ziva looked at Ducky for reassurance but the old friend had nothing to tell her why they were there. He was just as confused as she was. Ziva glanced at Gibbs as she walked with McGee to sit by the other team members. There was still one missing even still. The very special senior field agent they all loved.

When Jenny finally turned to face them, Ziva knew something bad had happened to that very agent.

A/N: Sorry for the delay in my updating! Been so busy with school, and every time I go to write I got a writers block, but now its gone! Please review! :D I hope you enjoy this chapter. And go ahead and say what you think happened. I'd love to hear it! Thank you for being so patient with me!