Ugh, busy busy busy. I so very nearly forgot that I had to update this and I haven't written anything in like forever. Waiting for half term where I can catch up with my college work and get a handle on everything and write some more. Ugh. It shall be done.

Hope you enjoy the next chapter. xx

Chapter Seven

The following Monday McGee walked in to the NCIS building, and headed straight over to his desk where he immediately started to research where Ziva had been for the past two years. He had begun typing information into his computer when he heard a squeal.

"Timmy! Did you find her, talk to her? Was it her?" She pestered as she ran up to her fiancé. She wrapped her arms around his neck and watched him type feverishly into his computer, she leant over and assisted. Doubling the speed. Agent Lee watched in amusement, not sure how the two could type on the same keyboard so fast and so accurately.

"Who did McLoverboy find, Abs?" Tony enquired leaning over his desk to stare at the two typing away furiously.

"Not sure Tony, I'll let you know when I have proof. Gotta tell Gibbs too." Abby nodded in agreement of Tim's statement focussing on the computer. She had stopped typing now and was instead leaning against Tim, watching as he pulled up numerous files nearly all in Hebrew, he scanned the dates trying to get one as close to the current date as was possible. He finally found one and printed it off. Abby ran to go and collect it.

"It's from the twentieth of March 2009. That was only four months ago. Not a clue what it says though, it's in Hebrew or something." Abby handed the piece of paper to McGee who scanned it looking for English words and then turned back to his computer he selected the first few lines of the original document. He copied and pasted it in to an online translator. It came back with a rough translation. He scanned it and pieced it together. He scribbled the translated version down on the back of the paper he printed off. When he had translated the whole document he handed it to Abby to read through. She scribbled a few things on the paper altering his wording before looking up at him happily.

"So basically she has been in Washington for five months and is working at the Embassy?"

"Yeah." McGee was slightly taken aback at how quickly he had managed to find Ziva after they had not heard anything from her for two years. Gibbs walked into the bullpen at this moment and looked at the overly excited Goth and the happy but concerned computer geek and stopped.

"Did you two set a date or something?"

"Yes actually. But that isn't why I'm happy. Well I am happy because we set a date, It's a bit close but It's the perfect date."

"Ok. So then why are you happy?"

"Timmy and I found Ziva, Gibbs." Abby handed over the piece of to a completed shocked and flabbergasted Gibbs who took it and scanned the English written translation. The second he had finished he grabbed his gun and badge and strode out of the bullpen, McGee kissed Abby on the cheek telling her she was the best and followed Gibbs out of the office, his bag slung over his shoulder, not having removed his gun and badge yet. Tony and Lee were a lot slower on the uptake and only realised what was going up by the time the elevator doors had shut and Abby had frowned at them both.

"Aren't you going to go and see Ziva?" She asked and at her words Lee and DiNozzo grabbed their stuff and sped out and down the stairs, trying to catch up with their boss before he left. They made it just in time. In fact they ran right into his car and managed to clamber into the back seat. Gibbs sped off in usual fashion to the Embassy.

"Anybody gonna tell me what's going on?" Tony asked after a few minutes. His response was to have a piece of paper fly at him from somebody in the front of the car. He caught it deftly and scanned through it. As he was reading this he couldn't help but think back to the last time he had seen her. He had asked her if she had been happy her long term friend was dead. He couldn't quite believe he had said that to her, and he never apologised. He wondered what she was like after two years of being apart. The same thought that cursed his dreams at night flew to the forefront of his mind; Ziva had been pregnant when she had left. What had happened to her child, and more importantly, wasn't the child his? Tony had no idea about this one, he didn't think Ziva would sleep around but he didn't really know her at all.

The sharp braking of the car interrupted Tony's thought's and he jumped out of the car and followed Gibbs and McGee into the entrance of the Embassy they all flashed their badges and were instructed to await for somebody to come and collect them. They sat and waited. Eventually an elderly man came and introduced himself as Michael Bashan; he shook Gibbs' hand and invited them to follow him to his office. They did so and soon found themselves in a plush room sat facing a large wooden desk.

"So, what can I do for you Agent Gibbs?" Bashan asked.

"I wish to speak to Ziva David." Gibbs never failed to get straight to the point. Bashan almost started at the fact he knew Ziva was in the country, let alone the Embassy but years of Mossad training allowed him to keep his cool. Instead he answered his enquiry with a question.

"What makes you think Officer David is here?"

"I saw her, yesterday." McGee chimed up. Tony looked across at McGee he must have missed this piece of information earlier, he wondered if she had been walking alone. His question would shortly be answered.

"You saw her? Where?"

"Erm, near the park three blocks from here. She was with some man and a little kid and two other teenage girls." McGee reeled off. Tony looked at McGee, a little kid, Tony's little kid? Unless it was the other man's, who was the other man? Tony was getting steadily more confused about the paternity of Ziva's apparent child.

"Hmm, Are you sure it was her? I shall have to contact Tel Aviv and get back to you, please allow Officer Levi escort you to the lobby." Bashan stood up and held his arm out indicating towards the man stood at the door. Gibbs stood up and glared at Bashan before stalking out of his office and down the stairs. Tony and Tim were more sedate merely following their boss out of the room in silence, Agent Lee jogging slightly to keep up with their pace.

When he room had been vacated Bashan returned to his seat and slowly picked up the phone ensuring that the NCIS agents were no longer in hearing distance.

"Ziva? Please come to my office, I wish to speak with you." He said quickly before replacing the phone back in the cradle. He waited and within the next five minutes there was a knock on the door. He looked up from where he was scribbling on paper and invited the person inside. Ziva opened the door and slowly stepped inside. She shut the door behind herself and walked to Bashan's desk her face showed little to no emotion or confusion although it was highly unlikely that she knew why she was there.

"Michael?"

"Sit Ziva. I wish to discuss something with you." Ziva nodded and sat in front of the desk. "Now, I know that at the weekends you take your son out and your brother and niece sometimes come along with you. Yes?"

"Yes, what has this got to do with anything? I can't force Ban to stay in the house for the rest of his life; I left Tel Aviv to allow him that freedom." Ziva replied fiercely, refusing to even allow Michael to suggest she does not continue with taking Ben out of the house.

"I was not going to suggest that. I was going to suggest a different park."

"Why? Ben loves the park I take him to." This reasoning got a sigh out of Bashan. He rested his elbows up on the table and rested his head on his hands, and he leaned forwards to survey Ziva more carefully.

"You were seen, by one of your NCIS friends. They are waiting in the lobby for me to supposedly be calling Tel Aviv as to find out where you supposedly are. What do you suggest I say to them, you are the one who desired nothing more to do with them after you're slight falling out with Benjamin's father." Bashan spoke with a hint of annoyance in his voice, suggesting Ziva had brought this upon herself.

"You seem to speak like I should have spoken to him Bashan. You do not know the last thing he said to me. He asked me if I was happy Jenny Sheppard was dead. You think he cared for me? That he wanted anything to do with me? I was just making it easier on him and Ben, I would not have wanted Ben to be constantly let down by his father when he could have been brought up without one, it is easier that way. Trust me, I should know."

"So? Do you want me to say you are not here or are you going to talk to them?" Ziva considered Bashan's words for a moment before leaning back into her chair and motioning towards his phone. He picked it up and informed Officer Levi to bring the NCIS team back up to his office. Ziva and Michael sat waiting in silence until they heard a knock at the door, Bashan loudly stated that the person knocking could enter, and he watched as the door creaked open and Gibbs, Tony, Tim and Lee walked in, to have the door shut behind them.

Gibbs stared at Bashan and was about to open his mouth to say something but Bashan removed eye contact; instead he looked down at one of the chairs that the team had previously occupied. This was the first time the team came to realise somebody else was in the room. Gibbs looked down at the dark hair and watched as the head nodded up and down in reply to Bashan's gaze. He watched still as the figure rose slowly from the chair and turned around to face the team. McGee was right, Ziva had been in D.C.

"Long time no see Agent Gibbs." Ziva said a smile pulling at the corners of her mouth, Gibbs however did not smile and Ziva noticing this raised her eyebrows slightly. "Not happy to see me then?" She folded her arms across her chest and stared back at Gibbs frosty gaze. The two stayed glaring at each other much to Michael Bashan's amusement who had long come to realise that more often than not Ziva got her own way.

"I'm happy to see you Ziva!" McGee suddenly broke the silence, the staring match and both Ziva and Gibbs turned to stare at him. Ziva smiled while Gibbs increased the intensity of his glare.

"Thank you Tim. I'm happy to see you too." Tim nodded in triumph, and Ziva stared around at the other team members, her eyes skipped over Tony as she noticed that he was avoiding her gaze by glaring at her right shoulder. Her eyes instead dropped to Agent Lee. "Agent Lee, my replacement? Hope they're treating you with respect." Agent Lee nodded silently.

"Where the hell have you been David? We've been trying to get you back at NCIS for the past year!" Gibbs finally burst out. All eyes now returned to the Ziva-Gibbs staring match, eyes locked blaring fiercely hiding all emotions and troubles from the other.

"I've been around," was Ziva's answer.

"If you do not mind, Ziva, could you take this into your own office?" Michael Bashan quickly interrupted the conversation. Although he would enjoy watching a pissing match he felt he had more pressing things to be dealing with at that moment in time. Ziva nodded.

"Follow me." She walked out of the office Gibbs stalking after her, when she held open the door to her office Gibbs closed it after he entered leaving Lee, McGee and DiNozzo on the other side.

"Guess he wants to scream at her in private before we can talk to her." Tony added used to Gibbs odd behaviour. He sat down on the floor leaning against the wall as close to the door as he could get, not that he needed to be close to the door to hear Gibbs yelling.

"Are you going to tell me where the hell you've been? We all thought you'd died!"

"I'm not dead."

"Good album that, Pink" Tony supplied on the other side of the door.

"I can see that David. Now, where were you?" Ziva surveyed him for a while before sitting in her chair and leaning backwards.

"I spent fourteen months in Tel Aviv, and then I moved to England, for four months. I've been here ever since." Gibbs seemed satisfied with that answer and so took a seat opposite Ziva's desk. He glanced around the room and scanned her desk.

"Photo frames? You never had photos on your desk at NCIS." Ziva smiled before turning the largest photo frame around, revealing the contents to Gibbs.

"I didn't need that when I was at NCIS did I?" The picture was a photo collage of the team. Abby had put them together in the few hours she had between learning Vance had split the team up and between them all heading out. It was varying photographs of Gibbs, Ducky, Tony, Tim, Abby, Jenny, Ziva and Palmer. Abby had down similar ones for all of the team. Gibbs smiled lightly when he looked over the pictures.

"The others?" He probed indicating two other photographs on the desk. Ziva turned one of them around, it contained a photo of Darren sat on the sofa while in England, he had Ben on his knee and his arm around Lissy. Ziva had snuck up on them both to take the picture. Gibbs frowned and so Ziva decided to point everybody out to him.

"He," she pointed to Darren, "Is my brother, Darren, the girl is Darren's daughter Alyssa and the boy is Ben." Gibbs nodded and turned the picture around as Ziva showed him the third and final frame. This contained a picture of Ziva, she had Ben on her lap, and he was giggling madly because Ziva had been tickling him. In the photo Ziva had her arms wrapped around him tightly and was placing a kiss on the top of his head, he was smiling at Darren who was taking the picture.

"Ben, right?" Gibbs tested, Ziva nodded.