Chapter 5
Ziva pov
We arrived at the airfield and I got out and went towards the steps. I was still holding my side since Kian had stabbed me for talking to my team, my family. It wasn't that deep I could tell that I've had much worst to be honest this is just a card cut for me or is it paper cut, you got wounds like this in mossad for simply sneezing in training.
I walked onto the plane I was handed my mossad uniform.
"Sit down here Ziva" Kian said whilst pushing me down on the seat and handcuffing me to the sides.
"I can escape this Kian what's the point"
"we know you can Ziva but can you escape them with broken fingers" as soon as Kian said that he lifted his riffle. I tried to dodge the barrel of his riffle but to no avail. The barrel of his gun hit my fingers so hard I felt like screaming but I knew better and kept my mouth shut.
"Good girl Ziva you are still a David after all"
"OH and once you've picked the locks go and get changed" Kian said before walking off to go and show everyone to their seats. The mossad jet had leather sofas also seats which doubled as recliners. I was at the rear end of the plane in a black recliner. All of the other seating arrangements seemed to be arranged in such a way that they all were facing me. I decided I'd try and pick the locks on the hand cuffs. I slowly moved my fingers to the get the locks the pain was excruciating I gave the lock one final push and it opened but not before a little whimper escaped my lips. I looked up and saw everyone in their seats all looking in my direction. I closed my eyes and waited for the plane to take off.
"Ziva I said as soon as you have picked the locks" Kian shouted from the other side of the plane.
"Kian" I said sternly, when I was in mossad I was HIS control officer and now he's trying to act like he's mine pfft, I've only ever had one control officer and he's now 6 feet under.
"now Ziva"
I got up took my clothes of off the floor and walked towards the toilet.
I changed into a black long sleeve crop-top which I wasn't happy about because it shows all my scars and black combat shorts. Why couldn't they of given me long combat trouser you can see all if of my scars and burns. I put on the black combat hoodie and walked out of the toilet quickly.
I don't think anyone heard me come out of the toilet. So I sat down quickly in my seat I didn't want to be noticed.
"zee-vah how did you get from there to there" Tony asked confused
I looked at Kian who was fast asleep but I decided not to chance it. I wasn't allowed to talk to them in English but Mossad didn't say anything about Italian.
"Sono andato, ma ho cambiatoTonyper poi toranre al mio posto"(I went and got changed Tonythen I came back to my seat)
"why are you talking in Italian?"
I Shot a glance at the now snoring Kian.
"Ziva quello che successo a te?"
(Ziva what happened to you)
"niente"
(nothing)
"Ziva tote quelled suction cicatrices non ninety"
(Ziva all those scars, burns are not nothing)
"Tony non e ninety"
(Tony its nothing)
"Ziva cicatrici ustioni coltello tagli non sono niente"
(Ziva knife scars, burns and cuts are not nothing)
"Somalia, Mossad formazione mie gambe non sono male che Tony"
(Somalia, mossad training my legs are not that bad Tony)
"cosa vuoi dire le gambe non sono poi così male zee"
(what do you mean your legs are not that bad zee)
I looked over to my father figure Leroy Jethro Gibbs. He had a worried look in his eye. He nodded and smiled which meant I should go on.
I took a deep breath in and I lifted up my hoodie to just beneath my belly button. I heard a lot of gasps around me and I immediately let my hoddie drop back down.
"zee but you wore that dress"
"may sentito parlare di trucco Tony"
(ever heard of makeup tony)
"DAVID" Kian shouted
"Yes Kian"
"you better get some rest little David because when we get to Tel Avivyou have 30 minutes to get to Mossad"
"30 minutes to Mossad it takes an hour by car and let me guess נינג 'ה לרוץ" (ninja run)
"hhaaahhhaa yes but times that by 10 oh and watch out for the landmines"
"wait what's נינג 'ה לרוץ and landmines are you trying to kill my agent "Gibbs shouted
"OH we do not want to kill our little David, agent Gibbs and נינג 'ה לרוץ is a Mossad ninja run the name explains itself"
"you expect my agent to ninja ran whatever to mossad in half the time it takes to get there by car and you want her to dodge landmines" Gibbs exclaimed
"don't worry agent Gibbs" Kian replied calmly with an evil smile to acomplement his reply.
I'm trying so hard not to get back into my 'mossad mode' the way I have been taught to live and be since I was born. When I was 3 I could throw knife's if I missed I got nicked with the knife and If I cried my father would do it again and again till I stopped. But when I came to NCIS they were different they did not torture for information, they did not punch you or hit you if you made a mistake and they let you feel emotions and they are a family something you have in Mossad but you lose.
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