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Two months past and, just as thing where returning to normal, Director Morrow resigned to take up a new position elsewhere. Abby was still staying with Gibbs, though they had both agreed that until things settled again they would return to how it was before. This meant no more information for Tony to find to go in the 'Project Snoop' file. Instead he got his paper work done in record time, for him at least.
The weekend past without incident, Monday morning was less then quiet.
The moment he walked in Gibbs knew that something was up in the building. He didn't have to wait long to find out what it was causing the discord, in fact the problem walked up to his desk with slightly smug looking woman.
"Jethro, how nice to see you again. Got your own team now?"
"I always did have Jen. What are you doing here anyway?"
"I've appointed Director of NCIS. I would've thought that you'd have know."
"I did, but what I meant was what are you doing in front of my desk? And why is she smirking?"
"Oh, I nearly forgot. Jethro this is Officer Ziva David, she's here as an ambassador between Mossad and us. I'm assigning her to your team seeing as you have such high standards for your field agents. Ziva this is Special Agent Gibbs. Now play nicely, if there are any broken bones I'll you both responsible. But now I have to go, the FBI and CIA keep phoning." Jen walked away leaving the Gibbs and Ziva to stare it out between them.
"You can have that desk." He pointed to one next to McGee's, on the other side of a partition. She went over to it and sat down, not taking her eyes off of Tony once, as he was trying to sneak a shot of her with his camera.
"Mossad, ay?"
"Um huh, I'm one of their assassins. My aunt believed that I one day would be the best, but I got bored of proving this to the men in Israel, so I was sent here instead. It was Jen's idea; she was flying back to take over here and asked if I could join her, as ambassador. But I preferred Israel to this. And the men keep their feet to themselves." With that she lunged at Tony and grabbed the camera.
"Hey no fair and it's hands, not feet." She gave him a funny little look, it seemed to be a question so he answered: "You said '…keep their feet to themselves.' But it's actually '…keep their hands to themselves.'"
"What ever it is it's a pain in the shoulder."
"Butt, its 'pain in the butt'" This time she just blanked him.