Furious is the only work that can describe Ziva as she walks into the bullpen. She dropped her backpack down on the floor behind her desk. Clenching her teeth she growled as she looked around the bullpen, she was the only one there.
Sitting at her desk she booted up her computer once the monitor came to full power she looked and then hit it before she swore loudly at it.
"Trouble Ziva?" Gibbs asks as he passes her.
"Where is he? I know he is responsible?" She asks talking through her teeth.
"Who? Responsible for what?"
"Tony! My apartment has been vandalized."
"Explain, now." Gibbs orders.
"The employee handbook the chapter for chain of command and respecting the agents in the chain. The pages were exploded then stapled to the walls in my apartment every wall, even in the shower. I know it was him, not only that but my best knives and extra clips are missing, my back up weapon as well." She answers mumbling the last part. " And now on my computer, the first thing I see is the opening chapter of the importance of following orders on the field."
Gibbs only looks at her then goes to his desk. "It wasn't Tony he's not here he left three days after you did. He's not due back until tomorrow."
"Where is he? I bet he did this before he left." Ziva counters.
"In the middle of the Atlantic with a murder suspect the seas were too rough to chance a take off. It couldn't have been him we worked a case before he left, he never left my side."
"Where is McGee?" She asks thinking that he might know just who Tony paid to vandalize her apartment.
"Getting coffee he got back last night from seeing his mother."
"I will ask Abby to come and dust my apartment, maybe she can find something. I could not, everything was very clean. Cleaner than I left it, not that I keep a messy home."
"Hey boss I brought you coffee an one of those bagels that you like." Tim says as he walks into the bullpen.
He turns his head when he hears an angry sounding growl coming from Ziva's area.
"Ziva, I have a package for you it has been scanned by security. Phil asked me to bring it up to you." He tells her as he hands her the box. When she doesn't respond to him he takes a step closer to her desk. "Is there a problem?"
"My computer has been penetrated, I can not fix it." she answers sharply pulling out a knife to open her package.
"The word you want is hacked, Ziva. Are you sure? Our firewalls are very good." Tim tells her after sipping his coffee and making his way back to his desk.
Both men look over when they hear her cry out in anguish mixed with sheer frustration and anger. "I will kill them I will find them and kill every single one of them"
"What's wrong?" Gibbs asks.
"What is wrong? I'll show you what is wrong look what they did to my beautiful weapons. My knives and my handgun, not to mention the clips."
Gibb motions Tim to follow him as he goes to Ziva's desk. In all the years of working he was never more grateful of his ability to school his features as he looks at the two things laying on her desk.
A bracelet made of metal with fourteen little stocking hats stained blue and one little hate stained red. The only other thing was bowl.
Tim and Gibbs each take a step back after getting a good look at the bowl. Who ever had made the bowl had used her spare weapon and knifes. From what the agents could see the weapons and knives were fused together by a high heat source then hammered into the shape of the bowl.
She tosses the letter that she found inside the box on the desk.
" I will go get Abby maybe she will be able to find something. Anything that will give us a clue as to they are."
"Wouldn't bet on it, Ziva I bet she won't find as much as a speck of dust that doesn't come from this office." Gibbs tells her.
They watch as she storms out of the bullpen. Only then does Gibbs pick up the letter.
"We had this made for you. At times you act like a yapping angry ankle biting dog, the kind that bites without any warning or command then looks for praise afterwards, even if none is warranted. Next time you get the urge to attack first fill the bowl with water and dump it on your head it might just cool you off before you hurt anyone else on your team."
Tim smiles as he goes back to his desk, soon he is humming softly to himself.
"Don't let Ziva hear you humming that song McGee. Put an extra water bottle in your backpack, Tony's too."
"On it boss, better safe than sorry. Gibbs do you know who? Never mind forget I asked."
"Going to see Ducky." Gibbs tell him. Tim watches him leave and starts to chuckle when he hears a faint whistle coming from Gibbs as he disappears around the corner. Tim can't help but wonder who they are and who is going to be their hit list next.
A/N: Sorry it took so long my keyboard is not working it had a run in with a four year old and a spilled can of pepsi, the keyboard lost and a new one in on order. The rest of my stories will be updated once the new keyboard comes.