A/N:

I am so sorry that this chapter is dangerously late, but in my defense this is the busiest time of the year! I've had exams, doubled up because i have been taking college courses, plus i got a job.. I've been working every day of every weekend, and sometimes after school... So no vacation on me!

This chapter has been Beta'ed by Tari, as usual:) Thank you!

Ziva felt her breath catch in her throat as she looked up at Gibbs who had been keeping an eye on Tony after they arrived.

"Why? Well, she has been gone for five years Tony, and I need a desk," Ziva replied and concealed her emotions by placing her attention back on the screen in front of her.

"Did she have any dirty magazines hidden anywhere?" Tony licked his lips as he asked the question that made Gibbs stand up and slap the back of Ziva's head.

"Wha-! Why did you just slap me?" she stared at him confused. "He has a concussion," and with that, Gibbs walked over to the elevator, leaving a chuckling Tony. Ziva stared at Tony with a narrowed look while rubbing the back of her head.

Fifteen minutes later, Gibbs walked back into the bullpen, catching Tony in playing on his computer. He chuckled as the man jumped at his presence, closing the web-browser down quickly.

"DiNozzo, you go keep Abby with company, Ziva, we have a job to do," Gibbs grunted and Ziva looked up at him from the paperwork she had been doing.

"Where do you want me to start?"

"Find out all you can about the men in autopsy, use all of the contacts you can, we need to solve this now!" Gibbs growled, and Ziva nodded, agreeing that this case had been a mess.
Two men had turned up dead, both of them sons of Marine Lieutenants, and both having applied for the army. It may have been that they had gotten too deep into something that had caused their deaths. The latest little break had been a bag of coke in one of the dead kid's car, which lead the team to one of the biggest drug dealers in the D.C. area. The bust at the warehouse two days earlier had been as a direct result from a lead on the drug dealer. They caught the guy in the middle of a drug-deal. And now they had three dead men in the morgue.

"Where is McGee?" Tony asked, interrupting his teammate's thoughts.

Ziva looked up at McGee's empty desk, only now realizing he wasn't there. Gibbs looked at Ziva who returned his look with worry sliding across her features.

"In MTAC, listening to Vance's conversation with Director David," Gibbs supplied and as the last words left Gibbs mouth, Ziva found herself flashing back to the last time she had seen her father before ending up in Somalia. He had sent her on a mission without telling her it was a suicide mission just waiting to go wrong. His way of tying up loose ends. She wasn't sure if he intended on her ever coming back, but any sane person who knew of Salim, knew he had full control of all higher powers in the poor country.

"Director David? NCIS got a new? And are you by any chance related to this director, Zi-vah?" Tony asked, looking at her, confused.

"NCIS has had two directors, but none of them have been Mr. David. He is the director of Mossad, also father of our own David," Gibbs answered, Tony turning his attention back to his boss. "Two?"

"Yeah, but now it's Director Leon Vance," Gibbs left him at that, turning his attention to his desk. "Didn't I tell you to go to Abby? She's very excited to see you."

With that Tony left the bullpen with a grin, taking the elevator down to the lab. It was a short trip, as always and as Tony walked into the lab, Abby leapt at him, "Tony! Oh my gosh, are you alright? Gibbs told me I couldn't visit you at the hospital, and I was going to go anyway but you were out of the hospital and now you were here! Are you alright!"

"It's good to see you too, Abs, maybe you would let me breath now!" Tony's voice was weak as he tried to speak through the iron grip the woman had around his neck. He stretched his neck when she finally loosened her grip, returning her attention to a DNA test sample on the screen.

"Gibbs has me working 24/7 with all these samples and evidences, even though I've run most of them before," Abby complained, smiling apologetically over her shoulder. Tony smiled back "That's okay Abs, what's the case about?"

She turned her attention back to him, making a mental note to take her own test of how severe the damage was. "Its finding whoever did this," she pointed her hand towards Tony's head, tears filling in her eyes. "We are working to figure out why this all happened, and who to put behind bars," she dried a tear that fell quickly.

"I'm fine, Abby, they can't hurt us anymore, and I know you will catch the brains behind all of this," Tony hugged her close, thinking back to what Ziva had told him about the case.

"What's the deal with Officer David?" he said after a while, Abby having gone back to focusing on the screen again.

"She is your partner," Abby replied absently.

"Yeah, but what's the deal with her? And how is our relationship? I feel like I'm watching some sort of movie on mute or something, trying to figure out the plot from the middle,"

Once again she turned to face him, desperation in her eyes. "I don't know, you guys never told me," Abby replied, "But you were close, especially before everything that happened in Somalia." Abby rubbed her hands together thinking about the tense atmosphere between the two of them after they had gotten back from the god-forsaken place.

He looked at her puzzled.

"What happened in Somalia?"

"You, as usual, put both yours and Tim's life on the line! Of course, , I'm glad you saved Ziva, but you went without knowing if she was still alive or even there, and you both could have died! None of you thought of how I would be left here alone, with everyone I love dead!" a couple of tears fell from Abby's eyes, and her answer only made Tony even more puzzled and curious.

"Why did she go to Somalia by herself?"

"I don't know, something about you ruining her trust and going back in Mossad, where Director David sent her out on a mission! Like I said, you have to ask her!"

Abby flapped her hands at a PC and told him to go play games in the room next to the lab.

Once alone, Tony started typing in Kate's full name into the NCIS database, hoping to be able to pull out her death-certificate. He read through it quickly, how it had taken place on a roof, how the shooter had been former Mossad-agent Ari Haswari. Tony stopped at that. The name rang a bell, and he pulled up the guy's record. Tony felt a hint of joy and satisfaction as he read that the man was also deceased. Killed shortly after the death of Kate. Tony looked through his personal records.

tbc..

A/N2

So i'm very busy this time of the year, i'm headed for Spain most of the summer, for spanish-school, there are so many music festivals etc.. I actually, to my own surprise, have a life! So maybe, if you know anyone, who's got great imagination, who might be able to adapt this story, perhaps just the coming two months, depending on what you want, tell me in a PM? it's for you guys! And if yes, please not a cliché person? Thank you :)

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