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Chemmie: "…what happened to ziva feeling suspicious of him?" Well, Chemmie, every bad thought about a person goes away when you feel like you're in love.
Sorry I haven't updated. Haven't had internet. :(
Love Like Crazy
Digidestend Angel
Chapter 8 – Tell The Truth.
"Tony!"
As Ziva, Tony, and McGee were walking up to the school, a friend of Tony's was running up to him. Tony looked to him, not really in the mood after he knew his sister was upset with him. "What, Zack?" He asked, annoyed.
The black haired, spiky head, with blue eyes tried to catch his breath. "Dude, totally heard a super hottie was a new student here today! She totally enrolled last minute this morning! Psycho, right?"
Tony sighed. "I'm not in the mood right now, alright, Zack." And then he walked away. When he walked away he noticed only it was him around. His siblings left already. Tony was angry with himself for upsetting Ziva. She was right. It really wasn't a bad thing she's been happy lately. Tony should've been happy for sure, not angry. Sure, he still doesn't have a good vibe from Damon, but if he makes his sister happy, he should go along with it. "I need to apologize to her." Tony decided as he walked into the school. He wasn't paying attention when he bumped into someone, making them drop their books. "Oh, crap, I'm sorry!" He said, scrambling to pick up the text books. When he returned them to her, he noticed he had never met her before and it must've been the new girl.
The new girl smiled at him. "Oh, no, no, it's my fault. I was too busy looking for my class." She said in a sexy kind of voice.
Tony immediately forgot about his fight with Ziva and Damon and smiled flirtatiously. "Anthony Gibbs, but you can call me Tony." He told her.
"Jeanne Benoit." Jeanne smiled the same way Tony was at her. "Can you help me with my classes today? No one has showed me around yet."
Tony raised his eyebrows. "I sure can, little lady." He took her schedule and his eyes widened. "Uh, wow, you have the same classes as me…not that I'm complaining!" He quickly slipped the save.
Jeanne sighed in relief. "Really? Great!" She touched his arm lightly. "I'm so happy I met you, Tony."
Ziva, McGee, and Damon were eating their lunch, wondering what was taking Tony so long. "Maybe lunch detention again?" McGee suggested.
Damon and Ziva shrugged. "Sounds logical to me." Ziva commented.
"He does seem to get on the teachers' nerves a lot, doesn't he?" Damon asked.
Ziva and McGee nodded. "You have no idea."
"To be honest, it could be that new girl, Jeanne." Damon added.
McGee got confused. "Who?"
"Jeanne Benoit is our age and she just joined the school today." Damon explained. "She and Tony have been inseparable all morning."
"And it's kind of disgusting since he's been touching her butt and she's been whispering stuff in his ear." Ziva added on. "I wish they would not sit in front of us when they do that."
McGee got a disgusted look on his face. "Wow. That does sound gross."
"So would you like to join me for lunch, my lady?" Tony asked, holding the door open for her.
Jeanne got an idea. "How about you join me for lunch? No offense, but I rather just sit alone with you today."
Tony almost frowned. He couldn't ditch his siblings…but then again, one day wouldn't kill anyone. "Sure, why not?"
McGee suddenly put down his half eaten sandwich and Damon noticed. "Something wrong, McGee?" Damon asked.
"I'm just worried about Tony." McGee told him. "It's not like him to miss lunch and not eat with us. He did seem off this morning. Should I go look for him?"
Ziva suddenly stopped eating as well and leaned back in her chair. "Don't bother, McGee."
McGee and Damon immediately looked to where she was staring and saw Tony and Jeanne, flirting and holding hands at a small table over in the corner. "He seriously ditched us?" McGee asked, looking hurt.
Ziva sighed and put a hand on her brother's hand. "Don't worry. It's another fling. She'll be done with him by tomorrow, or vice versa."
Inwardly, Damon was smirking. He looked to Jeanne, who looked right back at him. The message was clear.
Mission: Distract Tony so the plan could continue was complete.
At the same time…
As his three agents were arguing downstairs again, Gibbs was thinking about the four murders –three in the past two weeks- and the appearance of Eli David once again. The stress was getting to him, but at least when he went home at night, he saw that his kids and wife were safe. Two agents were taking different shifts every day in the house across the street from them, watching the house constantly, so he wasn't nervous. And surveillance systems all over the outside of the house, he knew no one would get passed them.
Suddenly his cell phone rang and it snapped him out of his thoughts. "Yeah, Gibbs." He answered. After a few seconds, he hung up and went downstairs. Once he entered the bullpen, the three agents shut up. "Grab your gear, we got a body."
Ducky almost had tears. "This is such a devastating way to die. She looks to not even be twenty years old yet, Jethro. She's been strangled, raped, and beaten till her bones were broken and destroyed." He sighed. "It's shocking of how heartless some human beings can be sometimes."
Jethro nodded, agreeing with him. "Any ID on her yet?"
"DNA will reveal that since there is no driver's license, purse, or wallet anywhere." Aiden let him know. "But her clothes are in the corner, or suppose clothes. They're navy, so they figured so was she."
"Blood trails come from outside where tire marks are and she's dripped out all the blood she has left when he left her dangling from the chair from her feet." Kate told them. "We'll send Kimberly the tire tracks and see what car it is."
"Do it." Jethro said. "Marc, you find anything up there yet?"
"I did, but you're going to be upset, Boss." Marc called from the top of the barn they found the girl dangling from a chain by her feet in.
Gibbs rolled his eyes. "Just tell me, Ishida!"
Instead of telling him, Marc showed him. Gibbs immediately felt anger through his veins. Sign of Mossad.
"Somehow she's related to Ziva, Gibbs." Marc told him.
Ducky trembled. "If such a person could do this to a college age girl, Lord only knows what they'll do to a fifteen year old girl, Jethro."
Jethro stayed still and silent. Eli David wasn't messing around anymore.
"He won't stop till he gets Ziva." Kate told him.
Jethro shrugged. "And?" He looked to her. "He's not getting my kid. I'll be dead before I let that monster touch my daughter."
A few hours later…
Jethro came home to his family watching a movie. "Hey, dad." All the kids said at the same time. Jethro kissed their foreheads and then kissed his wife.
Jenny smiled. "How was your day?"
Jethro was about to answer until his phone rang. He sighed, but smile. "I'll get back to you on that." He told her and gave her another kiss. He went into his bedroom upstairs and then answered. "Yeah, Gibbs."
"Gibbs."
"Yeah, Kim?"
"I got the ID on the girl…"
Jethro got a sick feeling, but tried to ignore it.
"Gibbs…that girl was Stephanie Waters…she was in training at navy base in San Diego, to be more specific, Oceanside…how she got here, no one knows. She was nineteen years old and she lived in San Diego most of her life because…because her mother was murdered when she was four years old. She lived with her foster parents until she turned eighteen and then she immediately joined the marine corp-" Kimberly dragged off.
"How is she related to Ziva, Kimberly?" Gibbs asked, dreading the answer.
"Gibbs, this was Susan Water's daughter…Stephanie was Ziva's sister…someone raped, tortured, and murdered Ziva's nineteen year old sister."
Gibbs stayed silent.
Kimberly went on. "If Eli could hire someone to do that to Stephanie…oh, Gibbs, please tell me you won't let anything like that happen to Ziva!" Kimberly sobbed out, worried sick about the fifteen year old girl.
Gibbs closed his eyes and had a tear rolled down his cheek. "Like I told Kate…nothing is going to happen to my kid."
Please review! The next chapter is much longer and it's all Jethro Gibbs :)
-Digidestend Angel-
"God, please don't take the girl." – Tim McGraw
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Gibbs narrowed his eyes at her. "And who the hell are you?"
The woman chuckled. "Someone's in a bad mood this morning." She said as she walked to the nearest table, where her suitcase was. "Why don't you have a seat, Mr. Gibbs."
Gibbs kept his distance. "I'll stand. Now answer my question."
A sigh left her lips. "So impatient. Well, Mr. Gibbs, my name is Allison Hart, lawyer for the accused."
"Well Miss Hart, who are you defending and what the hell does it have to do with me?"
Allison's smirk was still plastered on her face. "I'm defending Mr. Eli David of Tel Aviv and it has everything to do with you, Mr. Gibbs...and your precious daughter."
