I wrote this after I went to my boxing class which is why there is reference to it, I couldn't think of anything else...

Disclaimer: Not mine

The rest of the week went the same; her father had to work late every night for the week. Ziva had nothing to do; she finished her homework every night, first thing. Then she walked with the book she was currently reading and sat on the chair under the veranda for the rest of the night. With the extra free time that she had, she finished three books in a few nights.

After a short text message from her brother telling her that he father had the week off she openly announced to her mother that this was going to be one of the weekends that she would spend with her father. Rivka couldn't argue against her because she couldn't deny Eli the privilege of seeing their children, no matter how much she didn't want Ziva seeing him.

Tali wanted to go to, but both Rivka and Ziva told her that it was only Ziva going.

Ziva was picked up by her brother later during the day, she hadn't trained all week, and she was looking forward to it now.

When they arrived at Eli's house he directed them both Ari and Ziva to the dining room where he had a few folders on the table. She sat down next to her brother, while her father sat at the head of the table next to Ziva.

"This folder contains the details of your mission Ziva," he said. She went to grab the folder, only to be stopped by her brother, "Ziva," he hissed warningly at her. He father glared at Ari, laid a hand on the folder, and then continued speaking, "Once you have the folder and have looked at it you cannot back out. So are you sure you want to do this?" he asked.

"Yes, Abba," she said straightening up and looking her father square in the eyes.

He removed her hand and Ziva picked up the folder and skimmed through it while her father explained it, "Mossad believes there is somebody within the IDF selling strategies to our enemies. Our main suspect is him," he said as he shuffled through a few papers, pulling out a photo of a man looking no older than 24 years of age. His name was printed at the bottom of his photo, Aaron Kasher. In the photo Ziva noticed that he did look quite rebellious, but he didn't look like the type that would sell strategies to other countries. But then again, looks could be deceiving.

"Your mission will be to get in, blend in. For a few days you will do the same things that they do, you will be placed in the same area that he is in, after a few days I want you to begin to get close to him, to get him to trust you. Get him to admit why he is selling them," he told her, "You need to get in, get him to admit why he did it and then get out and report to me. I don't know how long it will take but you will be able to do this," he finished.

When she nodded and put the folder on back on the table after she had read the main details, her father told her to put her bags in her room.

She walked up the stairs and placed her bags at the end of the bed and opened the window slightly. When she walked down the stairs she heard her brother and father talking, she back tracked a bit so they couldn't see her.

"What have you got planned?" she heard Ari ask.

"What do you mean?" he father replied.

"Why are you sending Ziva on this mission, why not a professional, one from Mossad?"

"It is time for Ziva to prove herself. There is someone in there who is selling our strategies and it is a simple mission one that Ziva is ready for," her father explained.

"That's not all, you have something else planned," Ari said, it wasn't a question.

Ziva chose that moment to finish walking down the stairs. She pretended that she didn't hear any of their conversation, "What are we doing now?" she asked looking between her two relatives.

"Ari, take Ziva to the training room, continue from where we finished the other day. I have to work out the finer details of your mission,"

Eli's children both nodded and then walked to the room she spent most of her time with her father in.

"You know he has something else planned, right?" Asked Ari. He pulled out the boxing gloves and pads for a warm up, "I don't believe that he does. If he says that this is the way I will prove myself, than I will do it," she made it clear with a subtle hint that she heard their conversation. She took the gloves off of him and put them on, "For someone who is extremely intelligent and not a push over, you cannot see what is happening, and he is going to use you to his advantage. What is it you want to get from him, what is it that you want to achieve?" he said. She punched the pad with force, "I want to do something for my country," she said as she continued to punch the pads her brother held: left, right, left, right. She didn't say anything else on the matter even though Ari was still asking questions.

About am hour later he father came in, "I have the date of when your mission will commence," she stopped hitting her brother and turned to her father.

"When?" she asked.

"Two weeks. You will do it in the end of year holidays, the holidays that go for two months. It will begin of the week after your seventeenth birthday," he said.

"Okay," she said turning back to face her brother and hitting the pads more.

After a few more minutes of this, Eli made them change activity. She ran laps, fought against her father and brother, shot targets, basically the same as it was a few nights ago. She was getting better. 9 times out of 10 she could hit the targets in the right places. She wasn't being taken down by her brother as much, and she could run for longer at a faster pace.

The rest of her weekend was spent preparing and training her for her very first mission. When she returned to her mother's house she went straight to the shower and turned the water to hot. All of her muscles were sore again she found that the hot water somewhat soothed the tension a little.

I have decided not to update until I can see that this story is getting a response. I have another story published that is getting a good response and I am going to put my energy into that so I can continue to get the same response out of it. I like this story and in another two chapters it is more interesting than exploring the relationships between the characters. I hope to be able to continue this but I won't until I can see some sort of response.

Sorry to those of you who are following and enjoying this story, but I am not going to use my time to upadate a story that isn't getting any response. I know people are visiting the story, I don't know if they are interested.