Hold tight because it's not over yet :)
Ch 11
Sunlight poured into the small square window on the plane. Juliet felt the warmth on her face and opened her eyes. She was greeted by a peaceful scene of blue sky outside the window. She turned her head and saw Tony and Ziva leaning back to back, both loudly snoring. McGee had his head lying in the aisle and was almost completely upside-down. She giggled and she felt something underneath her stir. She looked up and saw Gibbs open her eyes. Realizing she was laying practically on top of him, she rubber her eyes, yawned, and sat up.
"We are beginning our descent into Asuncion, please fasten your seatbelts," said a voice over the intercom. Juliet fastened her seatbelt and Gibbs whistled loudly. The rest of the team jerked awake, all shouting meaningless commands at Gibbs, "On your Six boss; No don't head slap me I didn't mean to; They said they where out of coffee Gibbs don't hurt me." Gibbs smiled as they reoriented themselves and fastened their seatbelts. "Ziva sighed and said, "So what's the plan?" All four stared back at her with blank looks on their faces. "Oh come on Gibbs, you can't possibly be thinking about going in their without a plan?" she continued. "Ziva, our first priority is to get Kate and all of us out alive. Anything else will come after that, and will consist of arresting Jorge, not killing him. I want him to pay for what he has done, and death is too easy of a punishment."
Ziva sat back in her seat and began to contemplate her options. Maybe rescuing Kate would do for now, and arresting Jorge would be even better. So this was still a mission for vengeance. She looked over at Tony who was staring out the window. "What's wrong Tony, you've been staring out that window sense we got on this plane," she said. "Just thinking," he answered dryly. "You miss her don't you," she said. Tony looked over at her with a forced look of confusion on his face. "Tony, don't try to deny it. I can see it in your eyes. You miss her greatly, and now that she is coming back you are worried." "Worried?" He asked with forced innocence. "Worried that things will not be the same. You are afraid she has changed, yes?" Tony looked away from her, then looked back and said, "You couldn't be farther from-""The false emotions you are trying, and failing to convey. I know you Tony, and let me tell you, if you are worried about things being different, they will be. Focus on the positive things, and you will be just fine." She gave him a playful nudge and turned away to continue reading from last night.
Tony hoped she was right. Worrying about his relationship with Kate wouldn't help anything. He needed to stay positive. For someone who was usually confused, Ziva sure knew what was going on. Gosh, he thought, she sure was a great friend to have around. A friend, he thought, that was all she was. Sure they shared flirty banter, but that was all. And there was that time in Paris, but come on, Paris man. You gotta' get a grip DiNozzo, he thought to himself, or else you'll end up like Gibbs; Four ex-wives and a boat in his basement.
McGee had been listening to Tony and Ziva's conversation and realized she was right. Worrying would get him no where; he just needed to focus on the positive. Ziva really was a great friend. She supported him, just like Kate. How did he get lucky enough to have such great co-workers? With the exception of Tony, who still called him probie. He sure lucked out.
Life in Technicolor ii
Coldplay
Prospekt's march
Juliet looked outside the window and sighed. This was finally the day that she should get to see Kate. After six years, she would be back. What would Kate think of her? Would she be proud of her? Why was she being so silly? She didn't need to win Kate's approval. She just needed to be herself, and re-bond with Kate. They had a LOT of catching up to do.
Intro
The team walked through the parking garage and stopped at a small silver sports car. They all piled in, with Gibbs and Juliet in the front, and Ziva McGee and Tony in the back. Juliet stared at her reflection in the rear-view mirror. She was felt so much older now then she did a few days ago.
Instrumental
Maybe it was that she felt more mature now; like she acted older. She was still the silly girl she used to be, but she also felt much more intone with her adult self.
There's a wild wind blowing
down the corner of my street
every night there the headlights are glowing
She really hoped that they would be able to rescue Kate and no one would get hurt; even her dad. She agreed with Gibbs, he deserved worse then death.
There's a cold war coming
on the radio I heard
Baby it's a violent world
She couldn't wait until she was in Kate's arms again. She looked out the window and at the sunset. The day had gone by so fast. Her thoughts where interrupted when they pulled up to a large warehouse and Gibbs stopped the car. Everyone hopped out including Juliet.
Oh love don't let me go
Won't you take me where the streetlights glow
I could hear it coming
I could hear the sirens sound
Now my feet won't touch the ground
Weapons pulled, the team ran into the warehouse, clearing the way to the storage closet where Kate was being held. Juliet's stomach was in her chest, and she felt like she was floating.
Time came a-creepin'
Oh and time's a loaded gun
Every road is a ray of light
It goes o-o-on
Time only can lead you on
Still it's such a beautiful night
The team reached the supply closet, kicked open the door and turned on the light bulb hanging on a chord from the ceiling. Juliet waited outside the room, knowing Kate didn't like her to see her vulnerable.
Oh love don't let me go
won't you take me where the streetlights glow
I could hear it coming
Like a serenade of sound
Now my feet won't touch the ground
After being cut loose by Gibbs, without a word she stood up and rushed out of the room. She paused momentarily to look Juliet up and down. With a smile and tears of joy, Kate embraced Juliet in a hug. Tears escaped Juliet's eyes as well; she was finally home.
Gravity release me
And don't ever hold me down
now my feet won't touch the ground.