McGee yawned knocking on a door, he glanced down at his watch trying to keep his eyes open. The door quickly opened, Gibbs waved him in, turning to a small table next to the door.
McGee slowly stepped into the house, "Uh, you said needed my help, Gibbs?"
Gibbs turned back to McGee handing him a small plain white box, a small tool kit and a cup of coffee, "Breakfast, some great coffee, put that together." Gibbs said, pointing towards the living room.
McGee leaned forward, taking a peek, he looked back at Gibbs and squinted.
"What?" Gibbs asked, "That coffee and those sprinkly-whatevers were like 10 bucks."
McGee smiled, "I'm on it."
Sarah zipped up her backpack, placing it in her lap, "Got everything!"
"Good." Ziva replied, sitting in the passenger seat of Tony's Camaro as the car came to a stop outside of Gibbs' house. She looked back over her shoulder into the back seat, "Tony and I talked and we were wondering if you wanted to go to the zoo on Saturday."
"Really?" Sarah got excited.
"Yeah, sound fun?"
Sarah's smile widened, "I love animals!"
Tony opened the door, getting out of the car, helping Sarah out. He took a hold of her hand and walked her to the front door, "Have fun today, okay?" He knocked on the door before squatting down in front of her.
Sarah nodded with a smile, she waved at Ziva and hugged Tony. He smiled as he pulled back, growing more and more fond of their embraces.
The door opened, Jackson Gibbs stood tall in the doorway, taking a hold of Sarah's hand. She waved at Tony as he backed away, before finally turning and making his way to his car.
Tony got into his car, closing the door, before he could turn his head, Ziva was straddling and kissing him, "I can't wait for date night." She commented through their kisses, "Do you have plans?"
"Sex?"
Ziva leaned back, grinning, "Good plans." She kissed again.
Sarah let out a loud scream and within seconds, both Tony and Ziva were at the door, moving through it, hands on weapons, ready to act?
"What's wrong?" Tony called out, moving into the living room.
An extremely excited Sarah was jumping up and down, she turned to them, "Gibbs bought a Wii!"
Tony's eyes scanned the room, seeing not only the game console, but also a new televison, "Heh."
Tony stepped off the elevator and made his way to the bullpen area.
"Did Sarah like it?" McGee asked.
Tony dropped his bag by his desk, he pointed at McGee, shaking his finger, "I knew Gibbs didn't put that together."
"Just some A/V inputs, nothing too hard."
"She loved it, Tim. Thanks."
McGee nodded, "Good."
"Special Agent Grimes, the real one's body was found this morning." Vance called out from the top of the balcony, "I want answers today, gentlemen."
"Director, step into my office." Tony gave Vance a c'mere gesture with his hand.
Vance squinted at Tony, but accomidated his requested and made his way down the stairs.
"McGee turn on autopsy and forensics."
McGee clicked on his keyboard, Ducky popped up on one side of the plasma as Abby and Ziva popped up on the other.
"Who wants to go first?"
"Ladies first, my dear." Ducky smiled.
Abby smiled, "Aww, such a gentleman, Ducky. Anyway, from the book Ziva gave me."
"What book?" Vance inquired.
"The book I took from Kort, Director." Ziva spoke up, "It was mostly written in Arabic, mostly consisting of salāh or a formal prayer in Islam, but there was a also a language I've seen before, but sadly do not speak or read."
"And you've figured this out?" Vance asked.
Abby nodded, "It's Lingala and the translation..."
"Congo?" Vance tilted his head.
"This isn't about arms dealing, Director, it's about conflict diamonds." Tony stated.
"You have proof?" Vance looked at Tony.
"Ziva."
"Mossad Officers Hadar and Bashan confirmed that the man laying on Ducky's table is in fact an agent of the CIA."
"What!" Vance stepped to the plasma, but quickly shook his head, "How are we suppose to take these sources as proof, especially when Hadar is your father's right hand man."
"Yes, that is true, Director, but he is also my mother's brother, he is my Uncle." Ziva stepped back, "Kort told me yesterday that Mossad were the ones who blew up Tony's car and that they got the key intelligence from my weekly dossiers, but I knew he was lying when he told me that I knew who Jeanne Benoit was two months in advance, when in fact, I did not." She lowered her head, "That is not who I am anymore, that part of my life is dead and gone." She raised her head, "For the first time in my life I am actually happy and I would never throw this feeling away for anything."
"Great sex will do that to ya." Abby grinned. Everyone looked away from their plasmas, "Oh come on, everyone was thinking it!"
Vance rolled his eyes, "And what do you have to tell me, Dr. Mallard?"
"After completely a full autopsy, it has come to clear to me that this man was definitely born and raised in Central Africa, his teeth were crowned, but under were the remains of a third world dentistry."
"That is SOP, Director, they go in, train their own to help you." Ziva stated.
"Why would Kort shoot his own man, though?" McGee asked, "And then why would he kill himself?"
"I'll call Langley and have Kort brought in for questioning." Vance stated, "But what about the undercover agent?"
"Enough with the secretive shit." Tony grunted, "Get his face out across everything, we got his fingerprints right? Run 'em, lets find this bastard."
Sarah stood next to Gibbs, "You have to press the A button."
Gibbs looked down at the Wii-remote in his hand, he squinted hard, "The what?"
Sarah pressed her finger to the button, "That one."
Gibbs eyes moved to the TV screen, looking at a bowling lane.
"Now press B."
"The what?"
Sarah took the controller and showed Gibbs everything. He took it back and pushed the B button, "Now throw it." He reached back to throw it, but she stopped him, "Wait!"
"What?"
Sarah took the controller from him, securing the strap around his wrist tightly, "Now throw." She laughed.
Gibbs lunged forward, the controller came out of his hand, but stopped, falling harmlessly as it was attached to his wrist, "Let me guess, that happened to Tony?"
Sarah giggled, "Yep!"
Gibbs smiled, "Let me try again."
"Okay!" Sarah smiled.
"I got the winner." Jackson called out.
"That will be me!" Sarah grinned.
"I don't doubt that at all." Gibbs laughed.
Tony was sitting at his desk, "Kort's in the wind." Vance announced, standing on the balcony, "Official response, we can't confirm or deny that person or individual works for the CIA."
"Honestly, who didn't see that one coming?" Tony replied.
A beep comes from McGee's computer, "We got a hit on the BOLO, Boss."
Tony stood, moving over to McGee's desk as he started typing, "Where?"
"The Willard."
"I can't even afford to stand in front of that place." Tony confessed.
"He paid in advance for seven days, that was four days ago, under the name Peter Franks."
"Peter Franks? Are you sure?"
"Yeah, does that mean something to you, Boss?"
"Heh. Yeah, it's James Bond's cover in Diamonds are Forever." Tony replied, "Our man has a sense of humor. Gear up!"
McGee came running down the fall, "Just talked to the manager, he ordered steak and lobster the night he checked in, but hasn't ordered from room service since."
"Maid service?" Tony asked.
"Nope, he asked for no interruptions." McGee pointed, "Here, Boss, room 217."
Tony, Ziva and McGee drew their weapons. Tony knocked on the door, "Mr. Ballard? Hector?"
"Here's the card." McGee said, handing the card to Tony. He slid the card into the reader, unlocking it, the stench of death blasted them in the faces as he barely opened the door.
All three gagged as they stepped into the room and split up.
"Over here." Ziva said, holding a scarf over her face as she stood at the end of a bed. A small CD player was on, playing Bon Jovi's "Shock to the Heart." Hector Ballard was dead, laying naked on the bed, wearing only a wrist watch. His chest, black and burnt. She pointed up at the wall, the words, "Tick...Tock." were written in blood and ash.
"What the..." Tony uttered to himself.
Author Note #1 - Root canal today, it's gonna suck.
Author Note #2 - Help me! :(
Author Note #3 - Mmmm, Vicodin.