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Chapter Seventeen
"Welcome back Abby!" Ziva greeted when she walked in to the lab two weeks in to November, her friend's first day back at work after her two week honeymoon. When Tim had entered the bullpen she greeted him before heading down to see his wife.
"How was Hawaii?"
"Actually it was a bit cold." Ziva laughed.
"It is November Abby." Abby nodded turning to the doorway as she heard the elevator bleep. She watched as Tony and Tim himself came out, Tim and Abby smiled lovingly at each other before Abby hugged Tony tightly.
"Hey Tony. Did you miss me?"
"Sure Abs, I missed the asphyxiation." He mumbled out as she relinquished her hold on him smiling at him. Abby walked over to Tim and hugged him even though they had only seen each other a few minutes ago when he left her in her lab.
"Get a room." Tony mocked as Abby pecked Tim on the cheek, both Abby and Ziva hit him on the chest and he yelped. "What?" He grinned.
"They have one, Gibbs will be wondering where we are, we should be going. Glad you are back Abby, Tim." Ziva said before dragging Tony over to the elevator leaving Tim and Abby alone in her lab.
When the two of them got back up to the bullpen they noticed Gibbs talking with Director Vance, they walked over towards their desks but Gibbs stopped them.
"Where's McGee?" He asked.
"Hawaii?" Tony attempted to answer. He got a slap on the back of his head for trying to be clever.
"His bag is by his desk. Ziva, Where?"
"Abby's lab." She answered sitting down at her desk. She picked her phone up and dialled the short cut for the lab. "Abby? Need McGee. Tim, Abby, not you." She smiled as Abby asked her which McGee. Within a few minutes Tim had arrived in the bullpen Director Vance and Agent Gibbs asked him to accompany them upstairs to Vance's office.
"Why do they want to speak to McMarried?"
"Gibbs will probably be castrating him or threatening to in case he hurts Abby." Ziva answered not looking up from her computer screen.
Up in the director's office Tim was being briefed on a new case which would require him going on an undercover mission for NCIS.
"Why me?" Tim asked.
"Agent McGee you are the best person for this job. Do you know what ATCW is?"
"Advanced Technical Computer Weaponry? That's real? I thought it was made up, a program that can target a satellite and cause it to deflect all signals directly back through the ATCW system?"
"Yes, although it can also get complete control over a satellite undetected. It can be used to infiltrate almost any program on this Earth. If this program gets in to the wrong hands there is pretty much no hope."
McGee nodded, slightly confused as to how such an important piece of equipment could get in to the wrong hands.
"One of the technical programmers went missing last week. He was found dead on a navy base two days ago. I have managed to persuade the CIA, FBI and SecNav that we should have this case. So you had better show them what damn good agents we have here."
"What do I have to do?"
"You're doing what?" Abby screamed.
"Breath Abby, It's fine. I'll be back soon I promise."
"It's not fine! The new director is going to get you killed. You can't just walk in to the middle of a terrorist party! It's crazy, send Tony, send Ziva! She could kill them all single handed."
"Neither of them understands the technology though. Its pretty complex Abs. Besides Ziva is coming as my right hand woman, to make sure I don't get in too deep. Don't panic, I love you." He kissed her on the head and hugged her tightly.
"Simple, we get in find the killer shoot him and get out. Shouldn't take long."
"No, you will not be shooting anybody Officer David. You go in, find out whom if anybody has the technology find out if it is the right thing. Then you contact us and Vance will tell you how to proceed next, got it?" The two nodded although Ziva's was reluctant.
Timothy McGee was currently dressed in a smart dress suit he had a gun concealed in a holster under his arm whilst Ziva was wearing smart trousers and a sweater, she had two guns concealed in their normal places with two knives also concealed in their normal places. The two of them got in to a car, Tony was driving in the front he had a gun at his waist although that was more out of habit then necessity, his job was to merely drop the pair off at the site and leave.
When they got to the meeting point McGee and Ziva exited the car sharpish and Tony swiftly drove off parking his car two blocks away and heading in to an apartment building where there was a room set up with surveillance equipment, Gibbs would be meeting him there in a few minutes, having tailed Tony from NCIS. He walked over to a telescope and pointed it at the meeting point Ziva was leaning against the wall of a building studying the three men talking to McGee who was deep in conversation with the terrorists.
After a few minutes Gibbs showed up and took his own telescope, he turned to tony he passed him a headset so he could listen to the conversation McGee was having with the terrorists.
"How do I know it is real? I shall not buy anything faked." They heard McGee say.
"It is real, you may check it if you wish."
"Yes, I will want to. When?"
"Now?" One of the men said and the other two nodded. They walked off towards one of the buildings and McGee followed, Ziva caught up with McGee and entered the building with him. Gibbs and Tony both moved their eyes away from the telescopes and tuned in to the headset they was wearing, and turning to the laptop on the table where a GPS tracking dot inserted in McGee's ankle at Abby's demand was bleeping away.
"This is it? Are you sure?" They heard McGee say. Followed by something that neither Gibbs nor Tony could speak, this was when they relied on Ziva's language skills. Sure enough it was a language she spoke as her voice came over the headpiece next saying something in the same language.
"You speak Arabic?" One of the men said, it was replied by a short yes. "You are not Muslim." Tony and Gibbs looked at each other slightly regretting sending Ziva in there.
"No. That does not mean I cannot speak the language." The man turned away and whispered something to one of the other men in the room who turned his gaze to Ziva and kept it there. The original man turned back to McGee who was busy typing away on the laptop he had been offered.
"Well? Are you interested?"
"Very. May I ask why you are selling it and not using it yourselves?"
"We do not have the capabilities to use it to its full potential. We want it used to bring down America. Do we have a deal?"
"I will have to consider this, the price is high and I do not wish to get in to unnecessary debt." McGee smiled acting cool. He headed out of the building followed by Ziva and the two hailed a cab.
"That was the shortest meeting and quickest exit ever McGee." Ziva muttered as they got in to the cab. McGee smiled as he pulled out his cell phone.
"Hey Boss, its fake. What does Vance want us to do?"
"Stick this out, he wants to know at least what's going on, who's in charge etc."
"Got it boss." McGee said before hanging up the phone. He gave the cab driver directions to a hotel a few blocks from where they were and the driver sped off. Within a few minutes the two of them were secured in the hotel and McGee had been on the phone to Abby for over an hour, Ziva had gotten showered and changed and was laid on the bed she pulled her own phone out and dialled her home number, it was getting late and she had not seen her son since that morning.
Eventually after another hour of phone calls the two of them both lay down on the bed staring up at the ceiling. McGee had received a call from the terrorists telling him that he had until tomorrow to accept the deal if not it was off. McGee had forwarded this information on to Gibbs who told him to accept the offer, it was the only thing to do to remain in contact with the terrorists.
The following day McGee and Ziva were up early, the two showered and dressed in silence both wanted to be at home with those they missed. Ziva had rarely been apart from her son so much and the first thing she had done when she awoke at 5.30 was to call Darren and ask how he was, he was needless to say not happy at being woken up so early. Abby had called at 6.00 waking McGee up although he didn't mind at hearing his love's voice.
By 8.30 the two were out of the house and began the walk around to the meeting place which was a small cafeteria not far from their hotel. The two of them arrived before either of their terrorist 'friend' arrived. They both ordered coffee's and sat down at a table in the back, both were bugged and McGee's GPS chip was still actively sending out signals both to Abby's and McGee's laptop that was in the custody of Tony at the moment.
After ten minutes John Smith walked in to the café they recognised him as the leader of the group. He had been the one to tell the other men what to do and he had the body language of somebody with power. When he walked in he headed straight for McGee and Ziva, picking up a coffee from the desk as he went.
"Good morning Mr Robinson, Ms Evans." The man greeted them before taking a seat opposite McGee, next to Ziva who subtly moved away from him slightly. He smiled at McGee.
"You have made a decision Mr Robinson?"
"Yes, to buy. Lillia?" He turned to Ziva who pushed the briefcase they had brought with them towards him. McGee picked it up and placed it on the table he flipped it open revealing the several hundreds of notes stacked neatly inside it. He closed the suitcase and placed it on the floor.
"The program?" McGee demanded and the man picked up a large box he had carried in with him, inside was a laptop that he powered up and revealed the program to McGee who quickly flipped through it before powering down the laptop and placing it back in the briefcase. He nodded and the two of them swiftly traded suitcases. The man exited swiftly and McGee and Ziva watched as he got in to a large black van that just pulled up.
McGee pulled out his cell, dialling Gibbs number.
"He has the money, is the bug working?" He asked referring to the three bugs he had placed on the briefcase and inside with the money.
"Yeah Abby is following them now." McGee nodded.
"What do we do now Boss?" McGee asked.
"Sit tight, head back to the hotel and we'll talk from there."
"Got it Boss."
McGee stood up and indicated for Ziva to do the following, they both walked away from their table towards the door. However before they could get anywhere near the door a large explosion rocked the floor beneath their feet and Ziva and McGee felt themselves get lifted off the floor and thrown in to the air.
A black van pulled back up outside of the café, several men got out and ran in to the café. They found what they were looking for and took it without hesitating. They lift, and nobody would know they had even been there.