Here is Chapter 3. The next chapters will be:
Chapter 4-An Evening Walk
Chapter 5-Answers
Chapter 3: Preparations
Tim jogged over to the Mafia leader. He looked down. Miroslav was grinning. "Bulletproof vest" the don said. Tim helped him to his feet. The shooter had stopped, and after a glance around, Gibbs and the mob hurried to their temporary HQ.
When they were there, Miroslav made a call to the rest of his Mafia, to guard the perimeter. Soon, Gibbs and the others could see his hitmen guarding them, and felt safer. Miroslav, although bruised from the attack, was mostly ok. He gritted his teeth, and mumbled something in Russian. Ziva walked over. "What's wrong?" she asked the don.
"I was thinking about a time…in Russia. Just before the USSR collapsed, I formed my Mafia. We and a few other groups were planning to convince Russia to end communism. But, when the new government came into power, other Mafias rose. It became very dangerous. Almost every day, there would be an attack on us. I lost 3 men before I decided to leave. Up until 08, we wandered in Siberia for a while. Then, we came here. We were fine here, until the Italians arrived."
"What do you mean, fine! You run organized crime!" Tony snapped at Miroslav. The leader merely looked away, before getting up, and walking to brief his men.
"What was that for Tony" Ziva hissed.
"He's a Mafia boss!" Tony snapped back.
"I don't know. He seems…different"
"Don't tell me you're falling for a mafia boss, Ziva. Come on"
Ziva just walked away, going in the same direction as the don. Tony sighed.
Later that night, they all slept at HQ. Miroslav rolled in his sleep, having a nightmare.
-*flashback*-
"You call yourselves a mob. Just look at you!" The leader of another Russian mob said.
"Look at you!" Miroslav yelled back.
The other leader raised his gun, and shot. Miroslav fell to the ground, the bullet skimming the side of his face.
-*flashback*-
Miroslav woke up, and felt the scar on his face. He sighed.
The next day was spent mainly digging up information on the opposing Mafia. Tony and Ziva were tense near each other, and this did not go unnoticed by Gibbs, Tim, or Miroslav. Lyov left for a few hours to tend to some business. Even Miroslav didn't know what it was. Finally Gibbs said,
"I think we're ready. We know our enemy. Stay alert." With that, he disappeared into his makeshift office. Miroslav gave Ziva a tense smile, and then went off, talking with one of his men. Ziva sighed.
R/R. Any suggestions on what Lyov's business could be? I don't know.