Ziva's mission begins :D
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"Ziva, are you ready?" she heard her father say.
"Yes, abba," she grabbed her two bags and walked down the stairs.
In her fathers lunch break he took her to her mothers house and she grabbed the bare essentials. Clothes and that was about it.
When they arrived home Ari had questioned her while they were away from her father. She had told him exactly what she had to the school. He told her that she as either a good liar or telling the truth. There was no way for her to tell what he believed.
When she reached her fathers kitchen she made herself some cereal and quickly ate it while her father once again reminded her of mission. She, up until now, hadn't been feeling nervous. Now she was. She wasn't sure what to expect and she had promised her sister and he friends that she would come out alive. She was going to be in a secure environment, no one would be able to get to her. The chances of her being taken, let a lone murdered, were slim. She justified. It still didn't calm her nerves.
Now it was all becoming reality. She was about to disappear with out her mother - the women who had tried so hard to keep her away from this - knowing and she didn't know for how long, her sister knew she was going, but didn't know when or for how long.
She knew that she was going in a IDF base but she knew that if this guy didn't want anyone to know what he was up to, if he knew it was her and if she got too close to the truth, there is no way to know how far he would go to protect his secret. She stopped herself; she didn't want to go down that path.
She was now on her way to the base which this Aaron Kasher was at. She wasn't sure how someone in their first year could have enough contacts to be able to sell anything from with in. That didn't matter.
she had made up her mind last night about she would approach him, she would try and befriend him then when he trusts her she will ask the questions and if not willingly... What she would have to do then didn't matter either, at the moment.
He pulled up outside the gates and walked in and began talking to one of the people she had been told were in on the mission.
"And you must be Ziva?" He said.
Ziva flashed him a smile, "Yes,"
"I am Abner Ezra. It is nice to meet you," he said.
"Nice to meet you too," she replied, still smiling.
"He will show you where you will be staying," he said indicating the man next to him.
The man started walking out of the room and Ziva took this as her cue to follow. She picked up her bags and followed.
Ziva followed the elder man to her room. She was sharing with three others. All female. Once she had put her belongings into one of the cupboards near her bed she went looking for her target. She didn't have to look far. He found her.
"Hello," he said.
"Hi," she kept walking and he kept up with her.
"I'm Aaron Kasher. Your new," he stated and offered his hand.
"Yeah, Ziva David," she said shaking his offered hand, "How long have you been part of the IDF?" Ziva asked.
"Half a year. Not long but I thought it was about time I did something I'm return for my country," he said. She stopped and looked a him, smiling slightly.
"What?" he asked.
"That is exactly what I want to do, help my country defend itself. My mother doesn't understand that, though," she said.
"Really. Same with me, except it was my father not my mother," he said, "It's frustrating, I want him to understand but he doesn't. My mother supports me and approves of what I am doing,"
"I know. It is a shame. My mother doesn't know I am here, that is the part that really bothers me," she said.
"Hey can I buy you a drink or something?" he asked.
"I don't see the harm in it," she said in return. He walked to he vending machine, "Okay, what will it be?" he asked.
"Lemonade," she responded.
"Two lemonades it is," he inserted his money and got their drinks. He handed one to Ziva and kept the other for himself.
He showed her around the base and talked to her. It was easier than she thought, befriending him. She began to wonder if her father had the right person. He was the perfect gentleman. He walked her back to her dorm where he said goodnight and left.
She now lied in bed. He looked even better then he did in the photo. She found out he was twenty five years old. She told him she was seventeen. She knew she shouldn't feel attracted to him. He was betraying her country, but she did.
He treated her as if she had always wanted to be. She was treated as her. Well what she was telling him. It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the full truth either.
Not like her mother where she would always be too boyish or like with her father where the only way of getting approval was too be able to fight for it. In her family it was as if she was second best. Eli's favourite was Ari, and Rivka's favourite was Tali. She didn't resent her siblings she just sometimes wished that being herself would be enough.
Aaron, in the short while she knew him, hadn't judged her and he hadn't told her to be someone else or tried to change her to someone else. He would laugh at her poor jokes and was polite.
Her father wanted her to get close to him, but how close did he want her to get? She was in, he was well on his way to trusting her.
Another question had arisen during her time with him: how could some one so dedicated to their country sell strategies?
She didn't know, she was going to find out though.
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