It's a hot and sticky Saturday morning, Tony sits by a large green door, at the Guantanamo Bay Naval Base, it had been 1 month since the capture of 'scarface' ...or as Tony knew her, his wife, Ziva.
Tony now with full facial hair, graying in some areas, especially near the sideburns and around his chin.
A Marine works behind a iron barred window...
"I've been waiting here an hour and half."
"Sorry, Sir...we've had some trouble with a couple of the detainees, things should move along swiftly soon enough."
A loud buzzer sounds.
"They're ready for you, Sir."
Tony stands and walks through the large door...a marine points to another door and Tony walks in, 2 chairs sit in the middle of the room, one is which is bolted down and has loops to chain things, too.
Tony sits down in the chair and the door opens, a marine walks in carrying an assault rifle follow by Ziva, in a orange jump suit, her hair shaved complete, only leaving a burr...another marine follows her and sits her in the chair, locking her into place...he then steps back and stands by the door.
"Can I touch her?"
"its not allowed, Sir."
Ziva looks down, her hands handcuffed and forced downward around her lap, she rubs her wrists with her fingers.
"Why are you here?"
"I want to help you."
"Why? I tried to kill you."
"You're my wife. I'll never give up on you."
"You're foolish."
"Naw, I'm just a DiNozzo."
"DiNozzo?"
"That was your last name, too...for awhile."
"I don't remember."
"That's why I'm here. You have me for two straight days."
"Why should I talk to you?"
"Would you rather be stuck in your cage, like an animal?"
"You and I both know the only way I'm getting out of here is death."
Tony sighs..."I want the real Ziva to return, I'm tired of this Kira bitch."
"What if I don't want Ziva to return? Maybe I like being Kira."
"Being?"
Ziva is silent...
"Have you regained some memories?"
Ziva is still silent..
"You have, haven't you? Dreams?"
"Why do you care!?
"Maybe I'm stubborn? Maybe I love you. Maybe OUR children love you still, even after everything."
"Our children?"
"Remember them?"
Ziva goes silent again.
"Tony? LJ?" ...Tony pauses..."Sienna?"
"Sienna?"
"She died the same day you disappeared in Tel Aviv."
"I don't remember."
"You will."
"What did they do to your hair?" ...as Tony puts his hand outward
"Sir, no touching."
Tony lowers his hand
Ziva raises her head..."I don't mind it, it's cooler this way."
"You loved your hair...I loved your hair...remember when I'd wash it for you in the shower?
Ziva flashbacks to being in the shower...Tony is standing behind her, his chest is pressed up against her back.
Ziva giggles..."Hey, I think those are clean enough!"
"Heh, probably...I can't keep my hands off them...Shampoo, if you would?" ...holding up his right palm..
She grabs a bottle and squirt some shampoo onto Tony's hand, he brings it to his nose..."Mmm, strawberries...this is kosher, right?"
"We're not eating it, Tony."
"What if I put it somewhere!?" ..he laughs
She thrusts her lower half backwards.
"eeeeooowww, I'll take that as a no."
Tony brings his palms together suddings up his hands, then applies it to Ziva's hair. He strokes his fingers through her hair and Ziva lets out a small moan.
"Do I have the Midas touch? Heh" ...as he continues to massage her scalp with his fingertips
"Oh my god."
Tony stops..."What's wrong?"
"Don't stop...it's almost as good as sex."
Tony puts his hands on her hips..."Really? Heh."
"I said, don't stop!"
Tony quickly puts his hands back into her soapy hair...
"Aww, feels soooooo good." She turns around...pushing him back against the wall.
Ziva fades back into reality..
"We had lots of sex, didn't we?"
Tony is taken back by the question..."I suppose."
Ziva lets out a half smile..
There's a knock at the door, "It's chow time. Lets wrap it up in there."
"I remember eating kosher."
"You do?"
"Yes."
"So, you know that you're Jewish?"
"Not all together, no...but I remember some aspects of it."
"What happened to you?"
Ziva shrugs...
Tony looks at the marine..."How long until I can come back?"
"Two hours, sir."
Tony stands..."I'll be back in two hours, Ziva."
Ziva looks up at him...as Tony walks out of the door.
Tony exits the detainee wing and walks into the parking lot
"You look like crap, DiNozzo."
Tony turns..."Thanks, Paula."
"I heard you were down here visiting a certain...detainee."
"You can say it, Cassidy."
"I've spoken to her...she really doesn't like me."
"No wonder I married her."
"Ha, very funny."
"What do you want, Paula?"
"Y..you want to talk about it?"
"Not really."
"Come on, I know this nice little place we can grab a bite to eat and catch up."
Tony looks at his watch..."I got two hours."
"We'll take my car...follow me." ..Tony follows her..
She gets in and unlocks the door..."Sorry about the mess, I usually don't get company down here."
Tony pushes trash off the seat and gets inside.
"How have you been Tony?"
"Very confused lately."
"I bet...are you back on active duty?"
"I go back this Monday."
"Here we are." ...as she parks the car.
"Isn't this the bar we went to that last time I was in Cuba?"
"Yep...they make a mean chili-burger."
They both get out and go inside...
They sit at the bar...
"Give me beer, Pete."
"And you, sir?"
"Just water, please."
"Water?"
"I don't drink anymore, Paula."
"Wow, you really have changed."
"For the better."
"Speaking of which, how are your boys?"
"Fine...want to see a picture of them?"
"Sure."
Tony digs into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet...he hands her the entire thing..
"Who's the little girl?"
Paula stops..."Oh, I'm sorry, Tony."
Tony takes the wallet back...
"They're adorable, Tony...and again, I'm sorry...I really am."
The bartender places a glass of water in front of Tony and he picks it up and takes a drink.
"My treat, Tony."...as she pats him on the hand
Tony and Paula sit outside the gate to the detainee wing...
"It was good to see you again, Tony."
Tony opens the door and steps out...and he starts to walk away..
Paula honks her horn and Tony turns around...Paula steps out of her car..."If you need to talk or anything, call me, ok?"
Tony turns around walks up to the gate, flashes the marine his guest ID and walks through the gate.
Paula gets back in her car..."I'm sorry, Tony."
Tony walks back into the room and Ziva is already seated
"Did you miss me?"
Ziva looks up...
"Did you eat?"
"Just some water."
"The same for me."
Tony sits across from her again...
"I'd like to talk to you about something, Ziva."
"I don't like you with facial hair...it makes you look much older."
Tony rubs his beard with his left hand.
"Not more mature?"
"No, older."
"Well, maybe I'll shave it for you tonight."
"Toda."
"Eyn davar."
"How's your leg?"
"My leg?"
"The one I cut."
"Oh, just a flesh wound...and your shoulder?"
"It wasn't a flesh wound."
"I remember."
"I felt it."
"Sorry."
"It's ok, I deserved it...but you know what hurt worse?"
"What?"
"When you hit me with that keyboard."
"Why's that?"
"You knocked a couple of teeth out."
"Oh."
"Had to have a root canal put in."
"Yikes."
Tony pauses..."I hated hurting you."
"You could've killed me on numerous occasions, but you didn't. I always wondered why."
"I still love you, Ziva...even after everything."
"I'm sorry about shooting you when I told you to make love to me."
"I was weak."
"Yes and I used it to my advantage...but..."
"But?"
"I wanted you to."
"Huh?"
"Make love to me."
"Then why did you shoot me?"
"My brain kept telling me...kill...kill...kill...but my heart kept telling me...take his pants off...take his pants off...take his pants off.."
"I know all about that brain/heart thing...it sucks."
"Tony?"
"Yeah, Ziva?"
"Was I good partner?"
"The best...you always have my back...and I had yours."
"No, I mean...wife? Were we happy?"
"Yeah, we were."
Ziva looks at Tony rotating his wedding ring on his finger..."I lost my wedding ring."
"I'm sure they took it from you."
"Who?"
"Who was the man you were working with?"
"His name was...ahhhh, I can't remember, I know it, but I can't remember." ...she hits herself in the head.
"Stop, Ziva...it's ok!"
"Why can't I remember!?"
"Tell me about the first thing you remember."
"I was at a camp in Afghanistan."
"What were you doing there?"
"Training."
"For what?"
"My mission."
"What mission was that?"
Ziva eyes open wide...she flashbacks to Afghanistan..
Men are speaking Arabic as Ziva walks up to them...they hand her a sniper rifle..."Shoot!"
"Target?"
"2000 meters, orange target."
Ziva places the sniper rifle on window ledge and steadies herself...she pulls back bolt and checks to see if she has ammo...she does, so she moves the bolt back into place and aims...the scope comes up...she fires, destroying the target.
The two men again talk in Arabic..."Good."
Ziva hands them back the sniper rifle and one the men hands her a folder...inside is the name "Shareef Al Kadeem", plus a passport with the name, "Kira Kadeem."
"Your husband is already in America, go to him and he will have your next assignment."
"Shareef Al Kadeem?" ...as Tony writes it down..."I finally got your name Hatchet."
"Hatchet?"
"That was his codename."
"Why?"
"He likes to hack people up with a hatchet."
Ziva looks down..."Did I kill any innocent people?"
Tony sighs..."Unfortunately...do you remember, Agent Lee?"
"No."
"She was one of your victim. She was undercover in the 'Bloody Days' sleeper cell."
"She was?"...Ziva pauses..."I sent to kill them all, because of an undercover agent...they couldn't risk their plan coming out."
"What plan?"
Ziva brings her hand to her face...and she has a quick flashback to two men talking in Arabic around a table.
"You speak, Arabic, Ziva...what are they saying?"
"Suitcase? That's all I'm getting. Suitcase."
"Suitcase?"
Tony thinks for a moment..."Hmmm."
"Did you deal with Russians at all, Ziva?"
"Not that I recall...why?"
"Tony..."
"Yeah?"
"I remember something."
Tony scoots forward..."What?"
"Bin Laden."
"He's dead, Ziva...our team found a laptop 3 years that hinted the location of Bin Laden in cave group in northern Pakistan . That was the same case where Gibbs got hurt."
"Gibbs got hurt?"
"Yes, he got hit by car trying to escape...he shot the driver, but it made him lose control of the car and it ran into Gibbs. His left leg and arm were shattered and he dislocated his hip."
Tony pauses..."How could you not know Bin Laden is dead?"
"My mind is...gone."
"Maybe I should leave...so you can get some rest."
"No, don't...I like talking to you."
Tony pauses..."What do you want to talk about?"
"You said I was in Mossad, yes?"
"Yeah, but I don't know much about it...you never went into super detail."
"Did you really kill my brother?"
"Yes...but he was about to kill you, Ziva."
"Why would he want to kill me!?"
"Because he was one of the bad guys."
"Was he turned like me?"
"No, I think he was a bastard from the beginning."
"Maybe I was, too?"
"No, there's good in you...and I won't stop until I bring it all out."
"What are you gonna do, come down here every weekend?"
"Yes.."
She motions to the marine..."I want to go back to my cell, please."
"Why?"
She's silent...as they unlock her from the chair and walk her towards the door
"Can I at least come back tomorrow?"
Ziva stops at the door...and nods her head up and down.
"Thank you."
Tony just sits there as Ziva walks back to cell.
Tony stands outside the detainee's wing..."Boss, I think there's a Russian suitcase nuke involved." ...Tony listens..."Got it, Boss."
click
Ziva lies on a cot in her cell, her hands behind her head...a tear flows down her cheek..
"I remember."
Tony walks towards his room...
"Special Agent DiNozzo." ...a woman says
"Yes." ..as Tony turns around in the parking lot.
"Do you remember me?"
Tony takes a step towards her..."Should I?"
"We met in Hawaii ten years ago."
"Sorry."
"My name is Mi Suki...may we talk inside?"
"Ah, I remember you...of course, come inside."
Tony unlocks the door and lets her go in first...he follows her and closes the door..
"What can I do for the CIA?"
"Word spreads quickly when it involves a suitcase nuke."
"I see that." ...as Tony grabs a bottle of water from the fridge..."Let me guess, you want in on the deal?"
"Actually, no...I'm here to offer you a job. Full CIA field operative."
"I'll pass, only people worse than homeland security these days is the CIA."
"Are you sure, we have some interesting intel you might want to hear."
"...and the only way to hear this...is to change teams?"
"Why are you so loyal to NCIS?"
"15 years does that to a man."
"What if I was to tell you about a certain NCIS agent that was a traitor."
"I'm listening."
"Jillian Hugo."
"She's dead."
"Yes, we know and guess who killed her?"
"Al-Kadeem?"
"Good guess, but no...your wife."
"We got her body back with Al-Kadeem's DNA all over it."
"We planted that and sent you the body."
"Why would do something like that?"
"Because we know why your wife has been missing for so long."
Tony walks over to her..."You better not tell me she's CIA!"
"No, they turned her...they brainwashed her at a Al-Qaeda camp just outside of Kandahar."
"Go on..."
"7 years ago, I contacted her...we had a contact in Tel Aviv that disappeared and I asked her to look into it."
"She had our child with her...how dare you!"
"She could've said no."
Tony sits..."Ziva doesn't understand the word no."
"So, Ziva did some work for us...she found out that a certain NCIS agent was in fact an Al Qaeda sleeper, this agent Jillian Hugo."...she pauses..."Don't you think it was odd she transferred to the Washington office 5 weeks beforehand from your middle east command center in Bahrain?"
"I don't get it, she was white as snow."
"Yes, but she met a man while in college at Yale, Shareef Al-Kadeem."
"Great, are all the best terrorists in the world educated in America, now?
Tony sighs...
"Then why did Ziva kill her?"
"She thought she was an American spy. She knew nothing of her involvement with Al-Kadeem, so she eliminated her."
"That must've pissed Al-Kadeem off."
"It did...that's how we found out that Ziva was still alive...he gave her up."
"How did give her up?"
"She was suppose to die...her mission was to kill Gibbs, then herself...but you changed everything."
"Sound like a martyr to me."
"Even Al Qaeda have their exceptions...she's a woman, a highly skilled assassins and a Jew."
"True...I bet they weren't too happy with Al-Kadeem."
"Nope, they called for his execution the next day."
"And what of Ziva?"
"They still think she's under their control."
"I'm trying to change that."
"Be careful with that...who knows what they put in her head...that day 7 years ago, they found out she knew about Hugo, so they hit her car with a car bomb...we thought everyone died, but she somehow survived and instead of killing her, they turned her against us."
"Ok, what about the suitcase nuke?"
"We don't know, that's where you come into this...if Ziva knows, you have to find out."
"If she knows, I'll find out."
"I must go...I have a flight to Langley."
"Thanks for the intel, Mi."
She walks to the door.
"One last thing...weren't Ziva and Al-Kadeem married?"
"Only in name...he hated her with a passion."
"That's the best news I've heard all day."
"Good luck, Tony." ...and she leaves.
A freshly shaven Tony walks through the large green door and walks to the door where Ziva was.
"Not that one...she's been moved." ...a marine stops Tony from going in.
"Why?"
"It seems you have friends in high places."
"I do?"
"Right this way."
The marine takes him to a different room...he unlocks it and Ziva is inside with no restraints.
"All rules have been lifted." as Tony walks in...and the marine locks the door behind him.
Tony stands in the middle of the room...Ziva sits with her knees to her chest on a small bed.
"How are you this morning, Ziva?"
She starts moving slightly, swaying a bit..."Fine."
"Good."
"Come sit next to me."
Tony walks over and sits on the bed...
Ziva reaches out her hand and rubs Tony's face..."You shaved for me."
"I told you I would."
She smiles...as she slides her hand along the other side of his face...
"You look much, much better."
Ziva moves to the edge of the bed, placing her feet on the floor.
"I remember making love to you, Tony."
"I hope I wasn't bad."
She laughs..."You, bad? Never."
Ziva stands and straddles Tony...
"Ziva..."
Ziva wraps her hands around Tony, hugging him...and she whispers..."Let me remember this, too."
Tony fully embraces her as she starts to cry..."Shhh, don't cry, my Israeli flower..."
She leans back..."You called me that the day I gave birth, didn't you?"
Tony nods..."Here."...as Tony grabs a picture from his back pocket...handing it to her...she takes it and holds it against her chest.
"Toda." ...as she leans in and kisses Tony
"Minty."
"I brushed my teeth for you."
"I bet you brush them for all the woman in orange jumpsuits."
"I only know of one."
"That's what they all way."
Tony puts his hand on her head..."I can't believe they did that to your hair."..He lightly strokes her scalp with his fingertips.
Tony pulls her into him..."God, I've missed you. Your smell. Your touch."...he squeezes her tightly..
"Tony...I can't...breathe..."
Tony loosens his grip..."Ani mitstaer meod."
"It's ok." ...as she runs her fingers through his hair.
"We need to talk about some things, Ziva."
"Shoot." ...she pauses..."Sorry, bad choice of words."
"Ya think, DiNozzo?"
Tony leans back..."I need to know more about the suitcase."
"The suitcase?"
"We think it was a suitcase nuke...I need you to remember more."
"I'll try."
"Do you remember that day?"
"Not fondly, no."
"Speak Arabic to me."
"Why?"
"It may trigger some remembrance."
"Ok..." ...she starts talking in Arabic constantly for several minutes...after some time Tony starts saying words in Russian.
"Russians? Why are they here?"
"Target?"
"What target?"
"Suitcase...where's the suitcase?"
"It's right over there." ...she starts talking in Arabic again..."downfall."
"Downfall?"
"The anniversary of America's greatest downfall, the past will repeat itself."
"Thank you, Ziva."
"I didn't tell you anything exactly."
"You told me enough."
"There's still something I haven't told you."
"What's that?"
"I know it's important, but I can't remember."
"If it's that important, it will come to you."
Ziva backs up and stands and starts to unzip her jumpsuit.
"What are you doing?"
"Don't you want to make love?"
"More than anything."
"Then take off your clothes."
"I...I can't."
"Why not?"
"I can't do it knowing I can't have you all the time."
Ziva drops to her knees in front of him..."Please, for me."...as she drops the jumpsuit below her shoulders.
Tony puts his hands on Ziva's face...guiding her upwards...he kisses her..."I love you, so much." ...as she straddles him again...he picks her up laying her on her back, then lays across her body kissing her...
They lie both asleep on the small bed...a knock on the door awakens Tony..
He rises, putting on his pants..."Yeah?"
"You got a phone call, from a Director Gibbs."
"Ok, I'll be right there." ...as Tony moves back and grabs his shirt and shoes...he leans down and kisses Ziva on her head...and whispers in her ear..."Ani ohev otach."
Tony exits through the door...and the marine locks it...
As Tony walks through the large green door, Ziva awakes..."Tony!"
The marine bangs on the door..."Quiet!"
"Where did he go? I remember!"
"He had a phone call."
"Tony...our daughter." ..as she sits covered in sheets with her knees to chest, slowly rocking...
Tony picks up the receiver..."Yeah, Boss?"
"Any further Intel?"
"Just this: the anniversary of America's greatest downfall, the past will repeat itself."
"9/11? That's a week from tomorrow."
"I think so, Boss."
"Alright, I'll have NYC raise their terror alert"
"Why would hey attack the Freedom Tower?"
"'cus they're bastards?"
"There's more to it, Gibbs."
"Then you stay there as long as you have to. That is YOUR job now."
"Got it, Boss."
Tony hangs up and starts heading back towards Ziva...
A marine comes running towards Tony..."Sir, quick..."
"What is it?"
"She's gone crazy."
Tony runs behind the marine and arrive at the room...Ziva is lying on the ground knocked out.
"What the hell just happened? I was gone for 5 minutes, tops."
"I dunno, Sir...she started yelling about her daughter and then she got louder and louder, so the marine on duty went inside and she knocked him out, but she didn't try to leave...it was like she was scared, so me and 2 other marines got her down and the doctor gave her a sedative."
"Damn, how long will she be out?"
"You can't go back in there, Sir."
"The hell I can't, she has intel that is vital to national security."
Tony walks inside the room and kneels beside her..."Get away from her!" ...as he picks her up and sits on the bed, placing her head in his lap.
"Sir, he can't be in there."
"Lock 'em up."
"Sir!?"
"Do it!"
The marine locks the door, leaving Tony insider with Ziva..."I won't leave you again, Ziva."
Ziva's head lies on Tony's lap...as he runs his fingers along her head...
"What's in that mind of yours? What are you thinking?" The camera moves to her head...closer and closer until it fades black..
"Sienna, go get in the car...I'll get your jacket."
"Ok, mom."
Ziva grabs Sienna's jacket and heads outside...
"Why aren't you in the car?"
"What does that sign say, mom?"...there's a sign in Hebrew on a road sign..
"Hospital."
"Toda!"
"Very good, sweetheart." Sienna smiles...
"Here's your jacket, hun." ..as Ziva hands it to her.
Sienna grabs it and puts it on and gets inside the car.
"Oh shoot, I forgot my camera. Stay in the car, I'll be right back." ..as Ziva runs back in the house
Ziva comes back out and locks the door...she then turns towards the car and takes a step..
BOOM! The car explodes...Ziva is throw back into the front of the house...Ziva lies on the ground bleeding..."Sienna!" ...she struggles to her feet…and looks on at the fiery wreckage..."NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Ziva is shown in labor...in a darkened room...
Ziva screams...the sound of a baby crying...
"What a precise child."
"What will you name it?"
"The suitcase nuke won't work...the trigger is corroded...but we can make a dirty bomb from it."
"How will we deliver it?"
"Inside Al-Kadeem."
Ziva awakes..."Sarah!"
Tony is awaken and startled...
"What's wrong, Ziva?"
"Our daughter."
"She's gone, baby."
"No, she can't be."
"Ducky matched her DNA. She's gone."
"I just saw her."
"You had a bad dream...shhhhh."
"You have to save her, Tony."
"Ziva..."
"You don't understand Tony."
"Sienna's gone and she's not coming back."
Ziva stands..."I know."
"Come here." ...holding his arms out to her..
Ziva walks over to Tony and straddles his lap..
"She'll never be forgotten, Z."
"Tony..."...she raises his chin with her fingers..."You have to save Sarah."
"Who's Sarah?"
"Our daughter...YOUR daughter"
"Huh?"...completely shocked...
Tony pauses..."You were...pregnant."...Tony shakes his head..."I'm such an idiot...Sarah? My little princess?"
Ziva smiles..."Yes."
"Where is she? How is she? What do I do?"
"She should just be outside of Kandahar in a small town called, Kuti."
"Kuti?"
"Yes...with a woman named, Noura."
Tony stands and moves quickly to the door and pounds on it..."I need out NOW!"
"Noura is not bad, please don't hurt her."
"Is she being held!?"
"Yes...like collateral."
"Open this freakin' door!" ...he starts pounding on it again.
The door is finally unlocked...Tony rushes out...
"Tony!" ...Tony stops in his tracks and comes back to the door..
"Are you there, Tony?"
"Yeah."
"Tell Noura the word, 'Valkyrie'...she'll know what to do."
"Valkyrie?"
"Yes...now go."
Tony runs off...
Ziva moves back to the bed and sits in her usually knees to chest position..."Please God, protect her...and guide his hand."
Later that day...Paula Cassidy walks into the room with Ziva.
"You asked to see me?"
"Yes, I need you to get some intel to Director Gibbs."
"What intel would this be?"
"It's about the suitcase nuke."
Gibbs limps in the room..."What's the intel, Ziva?"
"There is no suitcase bomb. The switch for it corroded, so they went with the back-up plan."
"Which is?"
"Dirty bomb."
"How reliable is this intel, Ziva."
"It's inside Shareef Al-Kadeem."
"What do you mean...inside?"
"They surgically implanted iron enclosed radioactive pieces inside his body."
"Didn't you guys do an autopsy on him?" Paula questioned..
Gibbs hurries out...
"What good would it be to implant them inside a body?"
"If he...or someone else blew him/self up...the radiation could escape and spread rapidly. It could be quite devastating."
Gibbs is standing in the communications area inside GITMO
Gibbs calls Ducky...
"Ducky, did you do a autopsy on a Shareef Al-Kadeem?"
"I'll have to check my records, Jethro...is it important?"
"Would I be calling if it wasn't?"
"Things were much easier when Mr. Palmer was here...ummm, lets see."
The sound of keys clicking is heard...
"I hate computers, Jethro."
"Then get Abby up there or something...call me back when you got something."
click
Paula Cassidy walks in the room..."Do you believe her?"
"Unfortunately...yes."
"She and Tony...were they serious?"
"What, you trying to move in on Tony?"
"Um,uh, no, not exactly, I don't think...I'm just worried about him."
"He can take care of himself."
"Are you sure?"
An F-15 lands on a airstrip out in the middle of a nowhere..
"Welcome to Afghanistan, Special Agent DiNozzo."
"Thanks for the ride, Captain."
"Good luck finding that little girl of ours."
Tony shakes his hand..."Thank you." ...and quickly moves down the ladder..
The jet takes off again...as Tony watches it...
"Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo?"
Tony turns around to see 5 people...
"We're not Navy SEALs, but I hope we'll do." ...a tall black man spoke, then stepped out of darkness..
"Jonas Blane, US Army."
Tony holds out his hand..."I'm just here for my daughter, I'll do whatever you say...kill whoever you ask...I just want my daughter."
Jonas points at his men..."This is Brown..Mac...Williams...and finally Grey."
Tony shakes everyone of their hands..."DiNozzo."
"He's NCIS, guys." Blane said.
"What's that?" Grey asked
"He's a naval cop." Blane responded
"Your daughter gone missing? kidnapped?" Mac questioned
"I didn't know she existed until today...ever heard of Kuti?"
Brown steps forward..."Been there a few times."
"She's there...held by a woman named Noura, but she's not to be hurt and use the codename: VALKYRIE...she's only 6 yrs old."
Blane steps forward..."We're 14 kliks from there." ...as he motions Tony to get in the Humvee.
"Lets go get your daughter."
Gibbs cell rings..
"There is no Shareef Al-Kadeem in our records, Gibbs...and there never has been."
"What, do you mean?"
"I guess after Tony went into the hospital, no one bothered going to get the body."
"I did the paperwork myself, Abs."
"Hmmm, you didn't happen to put the paperwork on Tony's desk, did ya?"
"I don't think so."
"One second, Gibbs." ...she puts him on hold...
Gibbs pours himself a cup of coffee while he waits...and he takes a drink..."My god, this is awful."...he takes another drink...
"Then why keep drinking it?"
"Do I ask you why you do the stupid things you do, Paula?"
"Gibbs...McGee found them on Tony's desk...but don't worry, he was buried in Delaware...and even better, his ID said he was Jewish, his body should still be whole."
"Good, tell McGee to get over there with Ducky and exhume that body...and Abs...HAZMAT up."
Gibbs slaps his cell against the back of his head, closing it..."Stupid."
"Have you ever fired a machine gun before, DiNozzo?"
"Yes."
"Here." ...Jonas hands Tony a machine gun..."This is the new Barrett AZ7..it has a silencer, 30 rounds per clip and it polices it's own brass."...Jonas clicks a switch..."It has two settings...semi-automatic and automatic...I put it on semi. Silence is our friend."
"This must've cost a pretty penny."
"More than the tax payers want to know."
"Snakedoc, I count 11 men in the perimeter."
"Cool Breeze?"
"No snipers, but there's victim with a RPG."
"Make it so."
"Hammerhead, report."
"All clear on the north side, Top."
"Betty Blue?"
"Quiet on the southern end, too."
"How's the end view, dirt diver?"
"The road is nice and open, Snakedoc."
Jonas uses a thermal scope to look through buildings..."9 o'clock, I got 2 bodies...both in bed, one looks like a child."
"It must be them."
"DiNozzo...when we go, we go...don't hesitate."
"I won't."...Tony grabs his arm..."Thank you."
"Thank me after we get your daughter."
"Cool Breeze? Go."
"The areas been corded off 500x500 feet, Ducky."
"Ahh, thank you, Timothy."
Ducky uses a gauge to test for radioactivity..."Elevated levels...you're here."
"Dig here." ...pointing to the man in the back-hole.
"How can you see with this hazmat suit on, Ducky?" ...Tim's helmet keeps fogging up
"Try not to breath so heavily, Timothy."
Ducky swipes over the ground again with the gauge..."He's definitely here...we're going to need a team to clean this place up."
The sound of the back-hole hitting something hard is heard.
Ducky moves to the edge and looks down..."This isn't good."
"What isn't good, Ducky?"
"Look for yourself."
McGee walks over and sees the blade of the back-hole smashed into the coffin...the body cut in half.
"Definitely not good and quite gross...it's like he exploded...he's all...soupy."
"Gases and bacteria, lad...lethal combination."
"You forgot radioactive materials, Ducky."
"Ahh, yes...even worse...if you would, McGee."
"I'll get a body bag."
"Bring a ladle, too...for...Mr. Soupy."
"RPG is down, Snakedoc...waiting for orders"
"Stay with me, DiNozzo."
"On your six."
Jonas and Tony run to the back of a building...Jonas holds up 2 fingers and makes a motion to go the other way...so Tony sidles the building and follows it to the corner, Tony looks around a corner and sees a guy with a AK-47...Jonas comes out of the darkness and grabs him and yanks him back into the darkness.
Tony makes his way up between two building very slowly
"There's a guy right in front of you, through the window, DiNozzo. Take him."
Tony puts his machine gun down and creeps up under the window and stabs the guy under the chin pulling him out of the window slamming into the ground, then stabbing him again in the chest, while covering his mouth with his other hand.
"Done."
"Nicely done, were you in special ops before NCIS?"
"Nope, but I was trained by the best...and my wife is ex-Mossad."
"Mossad, huh? I've met a few of those. Crazy bastards."
"Cool Breeze?"
"Negative."
Tony grabs his machine gun and hops in the building through the window..."Nothing else in the building."
"Stay, I'm coming to your location."
Jonas arrives..."She should be in the next building."
"Yeah, what do you want to do."
"Snatch and grab."
"What about the older lady?"
"Bring her if she wants to come...kill her if she makes a noise."
"What about Valkyrie?"
"Lets hope it works...if not, do what you have to do."
"Gotcha."
"Hammerhead?"
"Still clear, Top."
"Betty Blue?"
"Had a wanderer...but he's down...good to go."
Jonas takes a step out the front door and Tony follows him into the next building.
Jonas goes up to the old woman...putting his hand over her mouth..."Valkyrie."
He puts a gun to her head...she points to the next room.
"Go get her, DiNozzo."
DiNozzo moves quietly into the room...a dark haired girl sleeps peacefully in her bed.
"Oh my god...she looks just like Ziva." he whispered.
Tony stands over her...then he slowly picks her up..."My sweet princess."
He walks back into the room..."I got her."
Jonas lets go of the older lady and she gets up and looks at Tony and puts her hands on her chest...then points them at Tony.
"What?"
"I think she wants to go with you, DiNozzo."
Tony waves his hand to come and she quickly grabs something from a drawer and comes to Tony.
"Ready to go, Sarge."
Just then a gunshot is heard...
"Report!"
"Jeep back from a patrol, Snakedoc."
"Dirt Diver, can you hold them off?"
"Affirmative."
"Go for end."
Multiple enemies are dropped in silence.
"Silent but deadly."
Jonas looks at Tony..."You're a movie watcher aren't you?"...Tony shrugs...
They head back into the building...Jonas jumps through the window, Tony hands Sarah to Jonas, then helps the woman through...then finally jumps out and heads to the Humvee.
"Betty Blue, ready?"
"Affirmative."
"Go."
BOOM! The whole town is blown up...fire lights the sky...then nothing but the darkness of sand and smoke.
The Humvee make it way past the jeep, picking up Grey and driving down the road.
Gibbs walks back into the room that holds Ziva.
"Looks like you were right about Kadeem."
"Anything about Tony and Sarah!?" ...she stands up
"Nothing yet."
She sits back on the bed...
"Ziva...look, I'm gonna try and do everything I can for you...but it's gonna be hard, you killed a federal officer, amongst other things."
"I...I understand...I deserved to be punished...as long as Sarah is safe, that's all I care about."
"You know, you have other children, too."
"I know...I have their pic right here" ...she taps her chest...
"Maybe I can...ummm, get them to spend some time with you."
"Please no, not in here...I don't want them to see me like this."
"Ok...well, if you remember anything else, let me know."
"I will." ...as she draws back into her usual position, rocking with her knees tucked to her chest.
Gibbs walks through the door.
"What are you doing Gibbs!? You know she could've never seen those kids, Gibbs. I can't believe you did that."
"Shut it, Paula."...as Gibbs walks away..
Tony cradles Sarah in his arms...his left fingers slowly moving through her hair.
"You got a good looking daughter there, DiNozzo." Blane said patting Tony on the back..
"I can't thank you enough...if you need anything, ever...I'm your man."
"Lets hope I don't have to take you up on the offer."
The Humvee hits a hole or rock and Sarah wakes...she looks startled and a bit scared...
"Does anyone speak Arabic?"
"Yes, I do."...Blane turned to Tony.
"Can you translate for me."
"I'll do my best."
"Tell her not to be scared." ...Tony takes a picture out of his pocket..."...and show her this."
Blane speaks to Sarah in Arabic and shows her the picture of Tony and Ziva.
"She keeps saying mom."
"Tell her, I'm her dad."
Blane tries again..."She keeps asking for her mom."
"Tell Noura to tell her I'm her dad, maybe that'll work."
Blane talks to Noura and Noura moves next to Sarah and talks to her...Blane translates to Noura who then talks to Sarah.
"You daddy?"
"You can speak English!?"
"My mommy teach me."
"Look at the picture...see, that's me and your mom." ..Tony points at the picture
Sarah moves closer to Noura.
Tony sighs...
"Don't take it personal, DiNozzo...it's the first time she's ever met you."
"I know."
Sarah says something to Noura in Arabic...
"What did she say?"
"She wants to know where her mommy is."
"America and that's where she's going."
Blane translates it for her.
Sarah's face lights up..."USA!?"
Tony nods his head.
Sarah again speaks in Arabic...
Tony throws up his hand..."What?"
"She wants to know if she'll see her mommy there."
Tony sighs...
"Don't worry about it, I told her if depends on if she's a good girl."
"Thanks, I guess."
"Give it time, DiNozzo."
"Snakedoc, the Helo is at LZ."
"Copy that, Cool Breeze."
"Time to get you two...?"
Tony looks at Sarah huddled up with Noura..."Better make it three."
"...home."
Tony, Sarah and Noura get on the helicopter
"Where are they taking us?"
"Bahrain, there's a NCIS office there...you can get home from there."
Jonas holds out his hand...but Tony hugs him instead..."Sorry about that Sgt. Major."
"Quite alright...probably would've done the same if I was in your situation...Good luck to you."
"Thanks." Tony closes the door and the helicopter takes off.
"Good God! Please tell me this is worst thing you've ever smelled or seen, Ducky."
"Sadly, no, Timothy. I was once called to an apartment of a man who died in his bathtub while taking a bath, his body wasn't found until 5 weeks after his death. The stench inside was almost unbearable and every inch of wall was covered in...him. What made matters worse was that his bathroom was airtight, so when they broke the seal, those poisonous gases started to escape. One of the first officers on the scene nearly died."
"I still can't believe a body can blow up by itself."
"Science, Mr. McGee...science."
"I think we're gonna need a bigger..."
"Boat?"
"I'm not Tony."
"Right."
"I'll go and get the vacuum."
"Good idea."
McGee starts to leave..."Hey, what happened to Palmer?"
"He now works for Sacks at the FBI."
"How'd that make you feel? Betrayed?"
"It's not like he slept with my wife or stole my job."
"You have a wife?"
"No wonder I never leave the morgue."
McGee leaves...
Ducky digs through the remains until he comes upon something..."Ahh, Mr. Soupy...you're holding more secrets than I thought."
Tony walks into the NCIS building in Bahrain.
"Special Agent DiNozzo?"
"Yes."
"We have you connected to MTAC with an Abby?"
"Yes, thank you."
Tony walks into MTAC..."Yours is a little different than ours."
Abby is shown on screen..."TONY!"
Tony puts on the headset..."Hiya, Abs!"
"What's that?"
"What?"
"That under your arm."
"Oh." ..Tony takes it from under his arm and shows it to Abby.
"Arabic for Dummies?"
"A man has to do what a man has to do."
"Aww, that's sweet...anyway, Ducky and McGee found Kadeem's body."
"I didn't know it was missing."
"Yup, Gibbs messed up."
"Never."
"Yeah, I was shocked, too."
"Gibbs doesn't mess up, Abby...he just...makes things more complicated."
"Nice way of putting it."
"Heh."
"Enough with the boring crap, how's the new family member?"
"She hates me, Abs."
"She doesn't hate you...she doesn't even know you."
Tony lowers his head..."Lift that chin up right now!"
Tony raises his head..."Better!"
"Abs?"
"Yeah, Tony?"
"Are we still...dating?"
"I dunno...but we've only been out on 1 date, Tony."
"Oh..."
"Hey, I've slept with you at least 5 times and I get one meal?"
"We didn't eat that one time either."
"Oh my god, I totally forgot about that...I am such a slut."
"Abby!"
"What!?"
Tony raises his hands..."Look."
"Uh, sorry...crap!...signing off."
"Sorry about that...she can be a little..."
"Don't worry about it, I have a girlfriend, too."
"Yeah, but I'm married, too"
Gibbs closes his cell…"We've got problems."
"Problems?"
"Big problems."
Gibbs and Paula arrive at Ziva's room
"Have you heard from Tony?"
"Yes, he has here."
She looks upward..."Thank you!"
"We have other issues, Ziva."
"What?" ...as she sits down on her bed
"Was there anyone else on your team?"
"No, why?"
"Ducky said Kadeem had a hollow in his abdomen, like one of the radioactive bar was taken out of him."
"I have no idea, Gibbs."
"Maybe you're not remembering everything?"
"It's possible...but I usually remember things better through dreams."
Ziva stands..."Give me a sedative...knock me out."
"We can't...and there's no guarantee that you'll remember anything."
"It's worth the shot."
Ziva starts rolling up her arm on her jumpsuit..."Come on already...I want to help."
Gibbs nods to Paula and she leaves...
"Well?"
A doctor walks in..."How long do you want her out for?"
"Lets try 4 hours."
The doctor takes out a syringe and moves over to Ziva..."Lie down, please."
Ziva lies down and the doctor gives her a shot...and Ziva quickly passes out.
"I hope this works."
Tony looks over his Arabic for Dummies book as they wait for their plane to arrive
Sarah sits beside him and Noura is next to her.
Tony looks up the word, thirsty and then says it to Sarah...she looks at him and says a word...he looks it up..."No?"
"Ok."
Tony sighs..."I'm trying."
Noura rises and moves to Tony, touching his hand and she points to the bathroom
"Ok." ...Tony starts looking through his book...and says a word in Arabic...she then leaves...
A large machine crashes in the side of the wall making a loud boom and Sarah covers her ears...Tony covers her hands with his, stroking her hair with his fingers..."Shhhh, it's ok...I won't let anything hurt you."
Tony looks at his watch...10:15a.m...then again...10:20a.m.
"Where's Noura?"
Tony picks up Sarah and takes over to the ladies room door...he knocks on it..."Hello?"
Tony knocks again..."Are you ok in there!?"
Tony kicks opens the door and no one is inside...the window is open as sand whirls around the window.
On the mirror there is a letter..."I don't know what it say." ...he places Sarah down and gets out his book...
"It has 4 letters on it."
"4 letters?"
"Yes...a Z, an I, a V and an A."
"Ziva? That's your moms name."
"Ziva?"
"It's Israeli...so is Sarah, it means princess."
"Princess?"
"Yes, you are."
Tony takes the letter and hands it to Sarah...and they head out of the bathroom...
"Why did Noura leave?"
Tony kneels..."I have no idea, Sarah...are you ready to go to America?"
"Will I see mommy?"
"I promise."
She smiles at Tony..
"Aww, my first smile..."
They head to get on the plane...
"Are you feeling ok, Timothy?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, Ducky."
"You took those pills I gave you, right?"
"Yeah."
"I'm just worried about Ruby."
"Is she sick?"
"She woke up this morning complaining about stomach pains."
"Is she pregnant?"
"God, I hope not!"
"Timothy!"
"I'm sorry, but that's how I feel."
"Wait, did you exchange bodily fluids with your wife?"
"Huh?"
"Did you have sex?"
"Yes, last night."
"Oh my...this could be bad."
"What, did I poison her or something?"
"No, I was just wondering if you fell asleep on her again."
McGee sighs..."I fall asleep during sex a couple dozen times and I'm scarred for life."
"Don't feel bad, McGee...at least you're getting some."
"Sorry, Ducky."
"Why?"
"Oh, you mean you..."
"A gentlemen never kisses and tells."
"Umm, Tony?"
"There's always an exception to the rule."
The plane lands and Tony wakes up Sarah
"We in USA?"
"Technically."
Sarah looks at him weird.
"We're in Cuba, my little princess."
"Cube?"
"Cu-BA...with an A at the end."
"Why we here?"
"I promised...your mommy is here."
She gets excited.
"Just a little while longer"...as they exit the plane.
Sarah steps outside the plane and the air blows through her hair, blowing it all over the place...Tony pulls her hair back and grabs a rubber band from his pocket and puts her hair in a ponytail...he picks her up..."Better?"
She said something in Arabic as Tony carries her into the receiving center.
Tony stands with Sarah outside the detainee wing
"Your mommy is in there."
"Can I see her?"
"I promised, didn't I?"
A marine walks into the communications room inside GITMO
"Director Gibbs?"
Gibbs sits at a desk drinking his coffee..."I'm Gibbs."
"There's someone at the gate that wants to talk to you...a..."..He takes his radio from his side..."What was that name again?"
"Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo."
Gibbs stands..."Let him in."
"He's got a child with him."
Gibbs grabs the radio..."Let...him...in."
"Sir?"
"Do I have to get the General involved?...and don't sir, me. I work for a living."
Gibbs pauses..."Oh the hell with it, I'm coming to you."
Gibbs walks out of the detainee wing and walks to the gate.
"Hey, Boss."
"DiNozzo..." ...Gibbs walks through the gate..."Who is this?"
"Sarah...this is Gibbs." ...she hides behind Tony's leg.
Gibbs kneels..."Hi."
"Hi." ...Sarah said shyly
"You can call me Gibby."
"Mommy?"
"I promised her, Boss."
"My god, Tony...she looks exactly like Ziva."
Gibbs shows the marine at the gate his badge..."I don't care who you have to call, but we're all going inside, you got me?"
Tony picks up Sarah and follows Gibbs has he walks through the gate
"I'm totally getting fired for this, ain't I, Boss?"
"Probably...but who cares, I'll just rehire you."
"Great, probie will be my boss."
They reach Ziva's door.
"Open the door, marine."
He opens it and Gibbs walks inside..."Look who I found."
Tony walks in carrying Sarah...then sets her down...
Sarah runs to Ziva...
"Oh, my baby!" ...as Ziva grabs her and kisses her repeatedly all over the face, then hugs her...she then looks at Tony with tears in her eyes and mouths the words, 'Thank you'."...as she continues to hug Sarah.
Sarah says something in Arabic and Ziva stops her..."No! You are not Arabic, speak English."
"Mommy?"
"I'm sorry, baby...I didn't mean to scare you." ...she caresses her face with her hands and she kisses her on the forehead."
"Do you know who that is, Sarah?" ...Ziva points at Tony
"My daddy."
Tony turns around and starts to sob...as Gibbs walks over to him and pats his on the back
"That's right, sweetie...he's your daddy and he's gonna be taking care of you."
"Mommy, why you crying?"
"I'm happy."
"Tony...come here."
Tony wipes his eyes and walks over..."Sit"...as she pats the bed
Tony sits...as Ziva picks up Sarah and places her on Tony's lap..."Listen to your daddy, ok? He'll never let anyone hurt you. Do it for mommy, ok?"
"Ok, mommy."
Ziva kisses Sarah..."Good girl!"
Ziva pauses..."Tony...please take her and get a snack or something...I need to tell Gibbs something."
"Ok."...as he leans over and kisses her...Tony starts to pull away, but she grabs his arm and pull him closer...she kisses him..."I trust you with her life." ...she kisses him again..."I love you, Tony."
Tony stands, holding Sarah...he walks to the door as Ziva waves at them...Sarah waves back...
"What happened to her hair?"
Tony laughs..."Long story, kiddo."...and they leave..
Sarah comes back running in and hands Ziva the note from Noura.
"Thank you, sweetie."
"Bye, mommy!" ...as she runs back out.
Ziva opens the letter...
"She's adorable, Ziva..."
"What?"
"I was just say how much Sarah looks like you."
"Thank you." ...as she looks back at the letter.
"What is that, Ziva?"
She's silent...
"Ziva?"
"Oh, sorry...I think this is what we were looking for, Gibbs."
Gibbs stands next to Ziva..."What does the letter say?"
"It says that she's sorry."
"Sorry?"
"She knew who I was all along...but she couldn't betray her son."
"What is her sons name?"
"Jamil Sauri"
"Keep reading...what else does it say?"
"Jamil has been in America since 2014, he was part of the group, 'Bloody Days'."
"Didn't you kill all of them?"
Gibbs pauses..."Was Jamil the real target? Did he go rogue?"
"It's possible, some of my memories are still foggy...I still remember almost nothing of my Mossad days."
"How old would Jamil Sauri be now?"
"32 or 33, I think."
"Alright, I'll go look him up." ...Gibbs starts to leave...
"Gibbs?"
Gibbs stops and turns around...
"He's extremely dangerous and he will blow himself up if he thinks he's cornered...if he has that radioactive material...God help us."
Gibbs leaves...
Gibbs walks back into the communications room and picks up the phone...in the corner of his eye, he sees Tony, sitting in a chair, Sarah is lying on a desk, covered with Tony's jacket asleep.
"McGee, I need you to run the name Jamil Sauri...get back to me as soon as you got something...if you need help, ask Abs."
Tony walks over to Tony..."When's the last time you slept, DiNozzo...you look like crap."
"Thanks, I've been trying to perfect the crap look, Boss."
"Get some sleep, Tony...I can watch her."
"Thanks, but I'm ok."
"Tony, I'm gonna need you in D.C., I need you to get some rest...I need you at 100."
"I'm ready, Boss."
"Fine, but you die...I'm killing myself and coming after you, do you hear me?"
"Got it, Boss."
"You better get sleep on the plane."
"What plane?"
"The one that will take you to D.C."
"I'm going to D.C.?"
"Have you been listening to me, DiNozzo?"
"About what?"
"Are you trying piss me off?"
"No, never, Boss."
"Good."
"Boss, I lied."
"About what?"
"Pretty much everything."
"From the beginning?"
"Which beginning?"
"Alright, you're getting your ass kicked."
"Who's ass?"
Gibbs is about to smack Tony's head...
"Love you, Boss." ...Tony's head drops next to Sarah's side...making a loud thud
...Gibbs pets Tony's head instead...
Gibbs cell rings..
"I'm at Jamil's apartment...the place reeks of bleach. Nothing, Boss."
"Look anyway, Tim. Do all those doo-dads you do."
"Is Tony coming?"
"Yes."
"When?"
"Soon"
"How soon?"
"Damn it, McGee. You can do this. We trained you for this."
"Got it, Boss."
click
Gibbs puts his hand on Tony's shoulder and shakes him.
"I need you in Washington now."
Tony stands..."Ready to go, Boss."
"You still look like crap, DiNozzo."
"I just need a shower, some caffeine."
"Coffee?"
"No thanks." ...holding up his hand at Gibbs holding his cup of coffee
"Not mine, you dingbat."
"I knew that."
Tony picks up Sarah.
"You're taking her?"
"I can't leave her with her mother, can I?"
"No."
"Then she's coming with me."
Tony moves his head around, popping his neck..."Ugh, I feel like crap, too, Boss."
"Good."...Gibbs smacks him on the back of the head..."Get to the airport, there's a charter plane waiting for you."
"Not a transport plane? An actual plane, with seats?"
"Yes."
"You do love me, Boss."
"Do I have to smack you again, DiNozzo?"
"Maybe, my legs aren't working."
Gibbs raises his hand..
"Nevermind, they're working."
Tony starts to walk towards the door..."What's gonna happened with Ziva, Boss?"
"I dunno, Tony."
Tony puts his head down..."I know you'll do everything you can for her, Gibbs." ...as Tony walks out.
Tony stands outside the plane, Sarah is standing next to him...
"A lot of excitement for you the last couple of days, Sarah."
She's silent
The door on the plane opens and the stairs come down...and a man in a uniform steps out of the door..."Ready to board, sir."
Tony's left hand falls to his side...Sarah moves closer to Tony grabbing his pinky and ring finger with her hand...Tony looks down at her and she smiles at him...he smiles back at her.
"Come on, daddy." ...as she works her way up the stairs...and Tony follows her...
Right before entering the plane..."That totally made my day." ...and Tony gets on the plane, the door closes and takes off a short time after...
A man sits at a workbench in a darkened room, his back is to the camera...a bright light hangs over his left shoulder, angled directly in front of him.
He reaches with his right hand for a cigar on his right...he takes a couple puffs and exhales...he put the cigar back in the ashtray.
The camera is directly over top his left shoulder, his left hand severely burned, wrapped up in gauze, he has blisters rising out the end of the gauze on his arm, seemingly ready to burst.
He takes a drink from a bottle, then spits it on his arm and he lets out a barbaric scream as he rolls down the sleeve over his burned arm.
He tosses the bottle against the wall, shattering it and grabs a pair of wire cutters.
The screen goes dark, you're looking through his eyes...a wooden box comes into focus...inside are many wires, a oval piece of metal that seems to be broken and it's stuffed with several pieces of c-4 explosives that's connected to a cell phone with a extra battery connected to it.
He takes another puff from his cigar and exhales...he places a wooden top on the box and screws them into place, in all 8 screws, he then covers the screw heads with wood putty and then paints over them with a can of brown spray paint.
He flips the wooden box over and places a stencil on the box and grabs a can of red paint and sprays...it reads: "Toys 4 Tots."
He gets up and walks over to a mirror, he opens his shirt...wired to him is c-4 and bunches of nails taped together in rows. He connects a wire to the c-4, pulling it out to a switch, he plugs it in and places it in his right hand pocket. He buttons his shirt back up showing a Toys 4 Tots logo on the left chest.
He kneels and prays in Arabic as the camera turns to a TV..."Hello and good morning, It's Monday, September 11, 2017.
"It's 5:00a.m., thank you for waking with us. Lets get started...Randy, if you would...how's that weather going to be today?"
"Well, Dave, we're gonna have blustery winds today in mid-town Manhattan with highs in the mid to high 60's, but on a good note, it looks like the rains gonna push to north and we'll be dry for another day...but that's gonna change later in week...but more about that later...back to you, Dave."
"Thanks, Randy...and in other news..."
The man stands and walks back over to workbench and picks up the box...he then take out a lighter and tosses it on the bottle he broke earlier...the alcohol ignites, catching the wall and workbench on fire. He walks up some stairs as the fire intensifies...he walks through a kitchen, the camera zooms in on the stove...gas pours out of it...as he opens and walks through the door, closing it behind him.
A white truck is in the driveway, it has a Toys 4 Tots logo on the door panel. He gets in the drivers seat and places the wooden box on the passenger seat as he buckles himself in...he back ups and drives to the corner.
He makes a right turn and the house explodes, setting off numerous car and house alarms.
The Day Before
McGee steps off the elevator and walks into the bullpen.
Tony sits back in his chair, sunglasses on, his feet on his desk.
McGee walks over to his desk and sits down...he takes out his breakfast sandwich and starts to eat it.
"I smell bacon."
"Yeah."
"Ziva couldn't have bacon."
"Nope."
"But I can have bacon."
"Yeah, I guess."
"So, you got any extra bacon?"
"Yeah, I got you one, Tony."
"You're like a McGenie, always granting my wishes...toss it over, Probie!"
McGee tosses over a bag and Tony tears into it...and takes a bite...
"Oh, that's so good...definitely not kosher."
"I never understood that."
"It's a religion, Tim...none of them make sense."
Tony finishes off his sandwich...
"How is Sarah getting along with the boys?"
"Better than I thought, she hasn't kill them yet."
"She's only 6, Boss."
"She's a little Ziva...I'm scared of her...she probably has mini-ninja skills."
"That would be funny."
McGee stands..."Oh, I forgot...here's that report you wanted." ...walking over and handing it to Tony.
Tony opens it up..."You sure that's him?"
"That was his photo from his driver's license."
"I can't believe this A-hole had the balls to use his real name."
"Do you want me to get his face out to news and LEOs?"
"No, we don't want this guy spooked...especially when radioactive material."
"What do you want me to do then?"
"Call Gibbs and have him set us up with a charter...McGee, we're going to New York."
"On it, Boss."
"Tim.." ...McGee turns around..."I'll be in Abby's lab if you need me."
Tony steps off the elevator...
"Tony!"
"Hey, Abs...how are the kids? Getting along?"
"She's absolutely adorable...she's like a mini-Ziva."
"That's because she is, Abs."
"Oh hush, you know what I meant."
"How are the boys treating her?"
"Better than I thought they would."
"Good, they're good boys."
Tony walks over to the back room and watches as they all 3 sleep...
"When are you gonna go home, Tony?"
"Not until this dirtbag is dead or dying in jail."
"I'm worried about you...have you been getting enough sleep?"
"I slept about 4 hours last night."
"You need more than that."
"That's all I can spare, Abs...I'll sleep when I'm dead."
"Don't say that!"
"Just a figure of speech, Abs."
"Don't ever say that!"
"I'm sorry, Abby."
She hugs Tony..
"Abby, I need you to take care of my kiddies for a couple days...McGee and I are going to New York."
"Yes, of course."
"Please stay at NCIS."
"We will, Tony."
Tony tears himself away from Abby's hugs and goes into the backroom...he leans over the bed and kisses each of his children on the forehead..."Shalom"…Tony whispered...
Tony walks out and Abby hugs him again...
"I'm sorry, Abby."
"For what?"
"I was weak."
"What, Tony?"
Tony is silent...and then walks to the door..."Good-bye, Abs."...as Tony steps onto the elevator.
Tony looks at his watch, 8:15 a.m., as he stands outside the entrance to the Freedom Tower.
"We've been here 7 hours, Tony." ...as Tony brings his finger to his earwig and pushes further into his ear.
"What time did the first plane hit, McGee?"
"8:45."
"You really think he'll actually detonate it in the same place at the same time of the original 9/11 attacks?"
"I do."
"Why?"
"He's ballsy, he used his real name...he doesn't care about living or dying...he wants to prove a point."
"I have a bad feeling about this."
"You always have a bad feeling, Tim."
Tim walks around down in the subway area..."Possible target." ...a man in a hooded jacket wearing a backpack gets on the subway
"He got on the subway, Tony...do I go after him?"
"Use your judgement, McGee."
McGee stands by and does not get on the train..."Hope you're right about Freedom Tower being his target."
"I am."
"Tony, there's a report of a possible bomb explosion that happened 3 miles from here."
"Possible?"
"It happened 3 hours ago...but they just got a anonymous call saying it was a bomb."
Tony is silent...
"You want me to go check it out?"
"No, it's a decoy...he wants us pulled away from here."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because 3 guys in suit just left the area."
"FBI?"
"Prosciutto at it's finest."
Jamil Sauri stops his truck inside a parking garage...he opens the glove box and flips a switch and a timer goes off...20...19...18...he gets out the car calmly, grabbing the box...12...11...10...he walks towards the stairs...4...3...2...1
He's halfway down the stairs when the truck explodes. The explosion rocks the entire parking garage, hundreds of car alarms go off.
The blast was so loud that Tony and Tim both heard it from a couple blocks away.
"Go check that out, McGee."
"On it."...as McGee runs out.
Jamil Sauri walks down the street...as McGee runs past him and into the parking garage.
McGee makes his way up the stairs...he runs into a security guard...Tim shows him his badge..."What happened?"
"A car blew up on the 5th level...it's loud as hell up there!!"
McGee continues upwards...reaching the 5th level...McGee makes his way over to the burning truck...the sound is deafening.
McGee takes out his cell phone..
Tony answers his cell..."Yeah?"
"TONY!"...the sound of multiple car alarms is heard.
"Speak up, McGee!"
"THERE'S A BURNING TRUCK, LOOKS LIKE A CAR BOMB!!"
Tony holds his cell to one ear, while cupping his other..."Anything at all?"
"I'LL LOOK AROUND, CALL YOU BACK IN A MINUTE!!"
click
Tony lowers his cell and looks around the area...he notices a man walking 50 feet away towards the entrance of the Freedom, a security guard is at the entrance.
"Hello, Sir." ...a security guard said
The man walks up to him..."Can I help you?"
"I'm just collecting for Toys 4 Tots."
The security guard checks his list..."Ok."
The man walks past him and inside the Freedom Tower.
Tony looks at his watch..."8:35"...he lowered his arm.
Tony cell rings..."What did you find, McGee?"
"Only thing I found was some Toys 4 Tots stickers, there's nothing here. Sorry, Boss."
click
"Tony?"
Tony runs across the plaza showing his badge to the security guard..."Where did the Toys 4 Tots guy go?"
"Downstairs."
"What's down there?"
"Basement, ventilation, stuff like that."
"You didn't find that odd?"
"Yes, that's why I sent the secret service agent."
"Secret service?"
"The president is suppose to come here today for a ceremony."
"THE PRESIDENT!?...and you let a guy from Toys 4 Tots in?"
"He's on the list...see?"...he shows him a list...
"That makes no sense...when does the president arrive?
"Soon."
"Who made this list?"
"The secret service member I sent after him."
Tony runs into the building...
Jamil Sauri makes his way through the many corridors in the Freedom Towers basement...he keeps looking back, to see if anyone is following him...his thumb nervously twitching on the detonator.
"B-2...no, no...B-3, B-3" ...as Tony runs along the same corridors, looking up at the red writing on the passage ways..."Where the hell are you!?"
Jamil Sauri kneels in the middle of the ventilation room, he opens a vent and places the bomb inside it...he takes out a cell phone and turns it on and dials a number and arms the bomb.
"Is everything set?" ...an unknown voice asked.
"Yes."
"Good, you know what to do. Put these clothes on."...he tosses a duffel bag on the ground..."Allah, be with you."
He quickly takes off the Toys 4 Tots shirt and his pants and puts on a black suit, white shirt and a red tie and places a secret service earwig in his ear...he places his old clothing in the duffel bag and tosses them in with the bomb...he then places the vent back on and then quickly leaves the room.
"Ventilation room, what's that smell?"
"Tony?"
"McGee? You're back."
"Does radioactive material give off a smell?"
"I'm not sure."
"McGee, DO NOT let anyone out of the building and stop the president from coming near it."
"What do you mean president?"
"The leader of the free world, Tim."
"He's coming here?"
"Remember what day it is, McGee."
"Of course...but..."
"Just do it, Probie!"
"On it, Boss!"
Tony stands in the middle of the ventilation room..."Now, if I wanted to kill as many people as I could in a building, I would put something in the air supply."...Tony moves over to the vent and opens it..."I found the bomb!" ...Tony looks down at his watch...8:40..."Please let my watch be fast, because if it's not, this is gonna blow in 5 minutes."
McGee runs over to the security guard and shows him his badge.
"Another one of you guys?"
"Cancel the President's visit."
"Too late, he's arriving now." ...as he points.
"Crap." ..as Tim runs towards the President's limo..."NCIS!"
A secret service man stops him...
"There's a bomb in the building!"
"What?"
"My boss is in there now, he found the bomb. You need to get the President out of here now."
A man walks towards the President's limo...the secret service guy walks over to him..."What is your detail?"
He doesn't answer.
"Hey! I'm talking to you." ...he turns him around...
"Just making a call." ...as he pushes the button and an explosion rocks the Freedom Tower.
McGee turns around and takes about 10 steps towards the Freedom Tower..."Tony!"
The secret service guy grabs Jamil by the left arm...his skin comes off in his hand...Jamil yells as he pushes the detonator. The explosion throws McGee further towards the Freedom Tower as the front end of the President's limo is lifted in the air, then slammed back onto the street...the hood engulfed in flames..
McGee lays motionless on the ground, his head and nose bleeding.
Tony lies on the ground, his head against the wall, there's blood smeared on the wall, 3 foot high, blood heaviest at the top going downward.
Fire and debris surrounds Tony as the sprinkle system comes on...the camera moves back to the blood streak on the wall, the water slowly make it disappear. Tony raises his head, his head is bleeding profusely...he looks straight ahead, a person, with the brightness of the fire behind them comes into his view.
"Are you an angel?" ...he reaches out his right hand and drops something...his arm and head then fall to the ground.
"No, damn it, no...he didn't get the job done." ...the unknown man walks towards the limo, walking past McGee.
A secret service agent who was behind the car comes running to him..."Sir, the president is stuck in the car."
"Good, then he should be easy to kill."
"What?" ...and the unknown man shoots him in the chest.
He opens the limo's back door..."Mr. President?"
"Please help me, I'm stuck!"
He lifts his gun and aims it at the president..."Goodbye, Mr. President." ..as he fires someone kicks his hand, making him miss. He starts to look to his left and he's kicked in the face. He falls to the ground and he pulls his back-up gun, he raises it up, but before he can fire, he's shot twice in the chest...the camera swings showing Ziva with a smoking gun in her hand. She fires again.
Out of the smoke comes Gibbs, he's carrying Tony over his shoulder. He places him next to a now awake McGee, a paramedic is working on him.
"How is he?"
"He suffered some shrapnel damage, he'll need a few stitches...he'll be fine."
The paramedic moves to Tony..."That's a deep gash...he needs an MRI, his skull might be fractured."
"I'm fine, Tony." ...as Tony tries to sit up.
"Down, tiger."
"Ziva!?"
Ziva kneels next to Tony and brushes his hair with her fingertips..."Relax, lay back."
"What are you still doing here?"
"What do you mean, Gibbs?"
"I thought you'd be GONE by now."
"I'm not gonna run forever, Gibbs."
Ziva stands and walks over the paramedic..."Take good care of him." ...pointing to Tony...
He nods...and she walks back over to Gibbs...and extends her hands...
"Are you sure, Ziva?"
"Yes." ...Gibbs puts handcuffs on her wrists.
A man in a hazmat suit comes up running..."We must hurry before it spreads too much."
Tony sits up again..."No need, I got it." ...Tony tosses a duffel bag to the man in the hazmat suit...his hand is severely burned..."It's in there."
"Quickly, take him away."
Ziva and Gibbs watch as the hazmat team put Tony in a clear box and carry him off quickly.
Tony waves as he's taken away.
"Are you crying, Gibbs?"
"No, the sprinkler were on in there."
"Mine is from the sprinklers, too, then, yes?"
One month later...
Tony steps off the elevator...Tony walks into the bullpen and sits at his desk
"SURPRISE!" Everyone jumps up from behind the far cubicle walls..."Welcome back, Tony!"
"What is this for?"
"You almost died, Tony."
"Naw...if the plague won't kill me...or crashing in an airplane...or being kidnapped by the head of the Mossad or being married to Ziva, getting her pregnant and going through the entire 9 months, nothing will kill me."
"Don't forget about tonguing a guy, DiNozzo."
"That never happened, Boss." ...Tony looks up at the balcony and sees Gibbs standing next to Jenny and Ziva takes a step out of the doorway."
"He tongued a guy?"
McGee laughs...
"Knock if off, Probie...or you'll be tonguing something far more gross."
"Zipping it, Boss."
Tony walks up stairs..."What are you doing here, Ziva?"
"It seems your little Israeli flower made some very high profile friends...most notably, the President. He pardoned her."
"Really?" ...Tony pauses..."How did you know, I/he called her/me my/his little Israeli flower?" Tony and Ziva together.
Gibbs and Jenny just walk down the stairs..."If you would, Ducky...please cut the cake."
"We love cake." Tony and Ziva again...and Ziva laughs..
Tony sees Abby out of the corner of his eye..."Go get some cake, Z...I have to talk to Abby for a minute."
Ziva goes down the stairs and Tony walks over to Abby..
"Hey, Abs."
"I understand, Tony...I really do."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be...I got to have you...for awhile...you're meant to be with Ziva."
"Would you be saying that if she was still at GITMO?"
"You'll never know, Tony." ...as she starts to walk away
She stops..."Come on, Tony...let's go get some cake before Ziva eats it all."
Later that day...Tony walks into Gibbs' office..
"What was the story with the secret service agent?"
"Jack Cole? We've went through all his accounts and he had a Swiss bank account for 15 million dollars and another 10 million in the Caymans"
"So, that's the going price for killing a president?"
"How are you going, DiNozzo?"
"I could be better. I'm tired of taking pills...not just pills, these are horse pills, freakin' huge...it sucks."
"That's what you get for saving thousand of lives."
"Where you really gonna let Ziva just leave?"
"Yes."
"That would've meant the end of your career."
"Some things are more important than a job."
"Would you have done the same for me?" Tony laughs.
"No."...Tony stops laughing.
"Not funny, Boss!"