Thanks for the reviews, love hearing of your opinions! The new character for this coming season, seem a lot like my Sharon... and In the field forensic expect! I had that idea first, didn't copy anyone, I swear! Here is a two chapter in one, I just couldn't stop writing on this rainy and vacation day. Hope you like it and please don't stop giving me your opinions, they do count! Take note that I am not an expert in Forensics, some of my writing might not live up to the real-life test!

Chapter 11 - A smelly situation!

Eyal's debriefing didn't take long. Director Vance, Gibbs, Chief Jackson and Mossad's Director Orli Elbaz escorted him to where the team was waiting. Tony, Ziva, Sharon, Tim paired with Abby and Dr. Mallard was waiting.

Gibbs spoke, "People, Officer Lavin is in the clear. Mossad, at Eyal's demand, had given a cell phone to his son while he was on a long-term undercover mission. This was two years ago. When the mission ended, the cell was deactivated. Mossad saw no need to dispose of it. Avi Lavin is somewhat of a techno wiz. He reactivated the phone with his father's present pin, didn't use his because he didn't have an international plan … bright kid! Avi Lavin wanted to stay in contact with his girlfriend while she was in London for the Ariane Grande concert. His thinking was that in 48 hours Mossad would never notice … and he was right! Naturally, the young lady called her boyfriend when all hell broke loose. Not to worry, the girl is safe. Mossad now has the phone in hand and Officer Lavin has a date with his boss to explain why this could happen…. When his work is finished here. Mossad will permit Abby to analyze the phone to prove they're saying. We want you all to know that we believe them out front."

Sharon looked, more stared, at her father, "If that is true, why does Officer Lavin have a split lip?"

Mossad's director spoke, "Because, as usual, Officer Lavin jumped the gun. As I entered, he tried to make his way out. Your father was faster, he countered him with the result you are now seeing."

Sharon stepped up and spoke slowly, "BULLSHIT! Look around you! We are all trained in noticing when a person is lying: Head position, repeated words, too much information, feet shuffling, staring without blinking and too much finger pointing… Director Elbaz, I'm not one of your obedient Mossad officers. Chief Jackson… Robert … can we get the real story, please!"

Tony tried to grab Sharon, but Gibbs held him back. Something was going on and then it dawned on him… 'Damn, we are being played, this is a set up! My dear Ziva is one hell of a player, even distressed as she was, she didn't give me a clue! Well, well, well … they listened to little old Tony Dinozzo and stopped playing it the spy way and will begin investigating this damn situation! Yes, finally we work the case instead of guessing our way out of it!'

Tony nodded and smiled at Gibbs, both men knew where each was at!

Robert spoke, "Could I have a word with my daughter … in private … please?"

Director Vance spoke, "The conference room we just exited is empty. Think it would be the best place for you to talk it out privately!"

Robert nodded and added, "Officer Lavin, could you join us, please? I have a feeling my daughter is going to want confirmation from the horse's mouth!"

As they entered the room, Robert spoke. "OK, you two have 15 minutes to set up a full operational cipher or code.

Sharon's face dropped as she said, "You've got to be kidding!"

Robert looked at his watch and said, "14 minutes and ticking!"

"You could at least help!"

"Nope, you told me to trust you… I'm doing just that … 13 minutes!"

Sharon wanted to kill him, but knew he would not back down. She turned towards Eyal and noticed the man was having a problem keeping a straight face.

"OK, you can laugh it out, but we need to get on it because Robert is not going to back down!"

"I know! You prefer a code or a cipher?"

"What does the Mossad use?"

"Mostly ciphers."

"Ari is ex-Mossad, we use a code then!"

"I'm with you."

"What language do you speak/write that Ari does not?"

"Like where you're going! Russian."

"Good, I speak/write Russian, Ziva and Gibbs also. Three heads are better than one!"

"And I'll be alone?!"

"That's how you like it."

"Touché! OK, how do we go about it?"

"You read sign language?"

"Yes, what ….?"

"Perfect! There are 33 letters in the Russian Alphabet. We match a sign with each letter and go from there. That will be the basis, we can mull on it for a couple of hours (today) and each write a full code. I'll mix yours with mine and voilà; an operational code is born… Mixing up both our end result will make it harder (but not impossible) for Nathan to decode. He knows how you think, but not me. (Looking at her dad, she added.) There finished … with a couple of minutes to spare!"

Eyal added, "Very good, but how will I explain to Nathan that we will be conversing in Russian?"

"Eyal, I came up with the code, you come up with that hurdle! 'Team' means not only one person does the work!"

"Me culpa! I have orders (from Nathan) to communicate with you in areas where he can hear our conversations. Think I'll add another level … we speak/write in English, translate it in Russian and then replace the Russian letters with the agreed upon sign language. Think you can manage that (she nodded positively). Make your messages short, hot and sexy … the man is dying, if you succeed in giving him a couple of hard-ons, he won't be seeking to analyze our writing!"

Sharon shyly smiled and said, "That's brilliant!"

Robert rolled his eyes at them, "Great! I asked two experienced spies to code their conversation and they come up with a peepshow!"

Eyal winked at Sharon and added, "Robert, before you deliver your Daddy Warbuck speech and warm me not to play with your daughter… I've been a big boy for some time now!"

Robert smiled, "Indeed, I was planning to have a conversation of the kind with you both. I wasn't born chief of MI-6… I was once a spy, just like you are and guess what … did that, done that and it doesn't, well more, never ends well! Spies dating spies from rival agencies are not permitted period and for good reasons!"

They both looked at Robert and smiled in the 'I don't give a damn' style!

Robert shook his head and headed out. Eyal took Sharon by the arm and whispered, "One more thing you need to know; I have to make a night round to reassure Nathan that you are all in your quarters. That's why I 'befriended' Quinn … to give me a cover for wandering after curfew! Warn Tony to limit the 'campfires,' I'll be watching you guys … sorry! Nathan is not one to take chances … hell, I'd do the same!"

"Had not thought about that one. Hey, can I track you with this device … (showing her wrist) like a GPS of sort?"

"No, that would mean Nathan could also track that signal. Abby took all the possible precautions. Your device is a receiver only."

He looked where Robert was at, rapidly cradled Sharon's face and gave her a quick but deep and inviting kiss. She wanted to response, but he was already on Robert's six!

Robert signed, "See you didn't take my advice."

Eyal replied … also in sign language, "Daddy dearest bud out … please. Chief Jackson, we will talk after this hell of a mess is over, promise! I'm not one to play the fiddle, MI-6 and Mossad will have the whole picture and, if necessary, decisions on both sides will be made accordingly!"

Chief Jackson shook his head and whispered to himself, 'Wish I could stop that train from colliding. Those two are in for some serious 'hurting!' MI-6 will bend the rules for exceptional circumstances… Mossad never! The man is their best, they are not going to leave him play with an MI-6 operative unless he promises to 'turn' her. Lavin, good luck if that is your end game! If you truly have feelings for her…. It will not get the Mossad stamp of approval! The worst is that I trust the guy, he's not your typical Mossad: Brilliant, calm under duress and with a good head on his shoulder. Would gladly accept him in our ranks if he ever decided to 'cross' the line! Jackson, these thoughts had better stay in your head … hell, you're Chief of MI-6, act like it!'

Sharon joined them. As she entered the cafeteria, she searched for Ziva. The woman came to her.

"Sharon, I'd need my shades, do you still have them?"

"OH … sorry, yes. They are in my room, I'll run and fetch them."

"Well…. If you feel like taking in a real run, I'll accompany you to your room, pick up my shade and we could put an 8 to 10K in?"

"Good idea!"

As soon as both were in the clear, Ziva spoke, "Sharon, I hate myself for what I'm putting you through! I…"

"You, with Eyal, are eating yourselves up needlessly – Eyal is hurting that he was cornered to put you in this situation, you're hurting for letting Eyal down and putting me in danger. All that self-flagellation must stop. Ziva, I can't begin to imagine what it meant to have that device 'put back' in your body. No human being can be expected to relive that much horror; you were ordered by the Mossad to kill your brother, sent to spy on your new found NCIS family (people, I'm sure, you actually liked), disowned by your father because you didn't fall 110% in the ranks, left to die by that same father for supposedly failing a mission and decided to become an American citizen to have a chance at beginning a new life to forget those horrors…"

"Stop, I don't want or need to be pitied! Facts are that I was just not cut out to be a good spy or Israeli. I've come to terms with that, don't sugar coat it."

"The hell you have! What you lived through, experienced … it's too much for one person to bear. You are not a robot, know what is right/wrong and have a conscience; girl, you are a human being! I know for a fact that, at the Mossad, that's an undesirable trait. It was worst for you because of your title 'Director David's daughter.' I know how that feels! Look, my father is sure I'll fail this assignment. My dear friend, why don't we try to prove once and for all that fathers are not always right! Ziva, I'm fine with what went down, have the necessary experience and training. I'm wearing the chip but I will need your help: Eyal is a colleague, Nathan is your brother and you're ex-Mossad. Ziva, I'll be doing the physical part of the work but you'll have the lead. It's like I'm the surrogate mother … but the hard work is in the mother's hands … that's you, girl! I need you Ziva, please don't close up on me … us!"

Ziva was surprised at her friend's words; no dramatics, no sermons, no degrading comments, no jokes… The picture Sharon had painted, she surprisingly accepted as said. That did not happen often, well never was more a better statement! How could this stranger read her so well and, most of all, present it in a way that made her see the light! Gibbs, Tony and Abby had tried numerous times but the way Sharon had said it, it was the needed kick in the butt

"Sharon, I'll do all in my power to see that you succeed. I could not reason myself to have that chip implanted in me, but I can and will have your back. I'm not broken or a wreck, the chip was just one step I could not take or handle. I can work this mission, especially now that I know Eyal understands where I was at! Girl, one thing you need to think about; you, as I had to do some years ago, might need to point, shoot and kill. It's the only possible end for Nathan … or Eyal … if we fail."

It was Sharon's turn to panic, "Ziva, I can't… I won't … hell, why didn't I think of that? WHY! I'm going to get us all killed!"

The tables were turned, it was now Ziva's that needed to step up and become a mentor. Sadly, consoling and counseling were not Ziva's strong suits.

"Sharon, focus. Damn, you helped me come to term with what I might need to do… Wish I could do the same for you. Hell, what happened for you to react in such a way? You are more than qualified; you're better than Gibbs to feel/read a situation can easily hit a bull's eyes, have medical training, are street smart/witty and have Abby's weird scientific mind. Girl, you have the full package, why can't you use it all!?"

Sharon breathed in and out a couple of times and spoke,

"Nothing happened to me, it's a phobia I've lived with all my life. Some shrinks say it's a blockage, something awful I witness very young, some others say it's me being a capricious daddy's girl. The how and why are not important, I/we don't have time for psychoanalysis, the problem is there and it's real… Ziva, I won't be able to kill, be it Nathan or any other badass in front of me!"

"OK, if we can't fix the problem, we avoid it! We'll work as a team, where you go, I go; Siamese twins! If it comes down to a shootout, I'll have your back. It will be payback; you're wearing the chip I could not, I'll shoot when you cannot! Deal?"

"I appreciate your offer, but…. Siamese twins … it's a bit unrealistic. Still, thanks for sticking with me instead of ordering me to 'grow up and get over it!'"

Ziva replied in French, "Que sera, sera, ma chère amie!"

Sharon completed, « Seul l'avenir nous le dira et advienne que pourra! »

Gibbs startled them both as he said in a broken and funny accent, « Quand y faut, y faut!"

A startled Ziva asked, "Gibbs, were you following us?"

"No, Eyal had a hunch you two would need time, but sorry ladies … work is calling. I heard a bit of your conversation. Here's my take on your situation; Sharon, I'm a pretty sharp shooter. I can't promise anything but if I can take a shot for you, I will. Also, I side with the ones saying you're blocking an unacceptable event, been there, done that and to a point, I still am! But you are right; now is not the time for when and why! Conversation over, let's get back to the group!"

Sharon nodded as she asked Ziva, "Is he always that 'fold it up and go'!?"

"You're lucky, we usually don't get any advice… I'm jealous!"

Sharon's incredulous look made her laugh. A welcome laugh, she could even venture … a normal laugh. Again, a new but welcome feeling at this time.

As they were returning to the cafeteria, Gibbs let Sharon take the lead and whispered to Ziva,

"I sense a change in your attitude… I like it! Don't know how Sharon is working you but finally somebody's pushing the right buttons. As Tony said; we are definitely keeping that girl!"

"She is, don't ask how I can't explain it! Wish I could reciprocate and help her. Gibbs, she's right … we can't be with her 100% of the time. She might mess up bad!"

"She might, but as you, she is now better surrounded to get help from friends … family. Ziva, your attitude ... maybe it's because you feel you can help a family member instead of being the one receiving the help … "

Ziva's eyes gave Gibbs a nervous glance, "Me, help someone…."

"Yes, you! Won't be a first … remember who pulled me back to earth once?"

Ziva replied, "Didn't pull you out of anything. I cried my eyes out and your emphatic heart shook you up. I needed you more than you needed me! I was and still am a messed-up mind and soul."

"Just be there in the same way for Sharon. She has, as Abby would say, a MOA (a mother of all secrets). The girl is blocking something out. I know all the signs and she's displaying every one of them!"

"Yes, kind of figure that out. Gibbs, did MI-6 or her file mention a reason or a clue of some sort?"

"No, Robert only knows the time frame of when it happened. Ziva, MI-6 gave her all the help possible but she fought it off and still is! Remind you of someone? (Ziva smiled.) I'll get MI-6's permission for you to have access to more of her file. Ziva, with your background, you might pick up on a clue or happening that psychologists and MI-6 'experts' missed."

Ziva nodded positively and added, "Gibbs, you are right … it feels good being able to help instead of needing it!"

Gibbs smiled and put his head down as he whispered, "Dear Ziva, as always you do things backwards: The hardest part is accepting help, giving some is easy. You'll see! Now back to our case!"

"Not a 'case' Boss, but a mission. NCIS stepped into my world, welcome to the dark and murky. Gibbs, seriously … this could get ugly…"

"I know Ziva, I know. But what are the alternatives?"

Gibbs was right, the train was in motion and this NCIS team needed to stop it! Ziva David, suck it up. As you told Sharon; You are trained for this and … have the talent to pull it off; time you put it to good use instead of fearing and cursing it. Nathan maybe my biological half-brother but he is no more a member of my family.'

"Gibbs, how can one person's actions and words have so much impact. You, Tony and Abby have been telling me the same things over and over!"

"Don't try to explain how she does it, just accept that she's doing it…. Look, I don't have a clue, there you satisfied! Work, Ziva, we need to get back to the case … mission, at hand! "

Ziva saluted him military style and said, "Yes Boss!"

As they entered the cafeteria, Eyal rapidly came up to Ziva and asked,

"You OK, Tony told me you had one of your asthma attacks."

Eyal was using her history of childhood asthma to voice his concern. Nathan knew of that condition, but did not know that Ziva had grown out of it.

"I'm fine, didn't even need to use my inhaler. Tony and Sharon served as my personal bronchodilators. I can and will participate in the next simulation."

She gently rubbed the back of her hand on Eyal's once light stubble now growing into the beard stage.

"Thanks for caring!"

Eyal answered, "Chaval Al Hazman."

Sharon's head shot up as she asked, "What?"

Eyal explained, "For your information women; literally translates Chaval Al Hazman means "waste of time" but in slang it means the best thing ever! Ziva controlling an asthma attack is the best news I've heard today! Mrs. Welby, as I always do, you should include some slang in your language classes. Isn't it the standard protocol at MI-6?"

Without missing a beat, she answered, "Wouldn't know, learned Hebrew with the Mossad – Caesarea unit for a joint mission."

Eyal smiled as he added. "Impossible, you're too young! The present Kidon was known as Caesarea until a reorganization in the mid-1970s. I was just a baby then…. My guess you were not born or, as I, a baby!"

"Not lying! It was another brainstorm idea of my father. Since I couldn't keep my mouth shut or shoot a living target, maybe I could redeem myself by using my brains to help other agencies with the debriefing of past bungled missions! Does the assassination of Mahmoud al-Mabhouh and the Dubaïgate ring a bell and it's 2011 rehashing… Officer Lavin? I was paired for six months with 4 ex-Casarea retirees!"

Eyal put his hand to his mouth to try and hide a fit of laughter. "No … he didn't do that to you! That debriefing team was … well … "

She winked at Eyal as she handed him his wallet, phone and ID badge.

Sharon was also smiling, "Now you know what that 'team' did for those six months of paid downtime …. Instead of wasting our time reading the two or three words that were not retracted in each page, your colleagues teamed up and taught me some Hebrew plus many tricks of your trade. I learned more during those six months than my training at Fort Monckton. By the way that commando of eleven Kidon members were either nincompoops or very bad agents! That my own conclusion of that mission."

Ziva got up and started to defend her colleagues, Eyal shook his head and rapidly said,

"Ziva don't, she knows and …. I agree with her, sorry. It was a very ill-planned mission aiming only at revenge and success. You can't succeed with that kind of logic. Ziva, your father had his faults but he's the one that got our agency back on track and made us focus on our real 'raison d'être.' Eli David was not all bad, he had the Mossad and Israel at heart … maybe a bit too much. Let it go, Ziva. Sharon, shut the hell up, please."

Sharon bit her lips, winced and said, "Sorry, that last phrase was not called for."

Tony couldn't help but applaud. This was a bit of a payback for his past and difficult encounters with Mossad's best! Also, he hoped his antics would calm the troops!

He sarcastically outed, "Officer Lavin - Mossad 0 / MI-6 +1!"

Eyal answered, "No, as I see it, it's Mossad +1 and Eyal Lavin 0. That pickpocketing trick, she learned from us. I had my guards down; guilty as charged. You win Officer Welby, well done!"

Sharon had just given Eyal very important information. All, at the Mossad, knew that the debriefing study demanded by MI-6 was not what it appeared. Eyal and many more had concluded that it was political maneuvering by both agencies to give Mossad room to avoid a dramatic response that could lead to a full-fledged confrontation with the Dubai authorities. And I'm rubber, you're glue situation. Sharon had been paired with retire well-trained killers/strategists and had had six months of downtime to learn from them. That girl must know firsthand how his agency sometimes worked and that could be helpful in this twilight zone mission.

Officer Quinn startled them all by asking; "Ahhh how nice, Daddy is visiting his kids!"

Director Vance had left with Mossad's deputy direction, Orli Elbaz. Gibbs winced as he realized Officer Quinn was not read in. They had planned on being gone before dawn, but the team going out clubbing had shifted their timeline.

"Officer Quinn, I would need to speak to you."

As they left, Sharon outed, "Think NCIS just made an 'oups!'"

Tony immediately sided by Sharon, "Sharon, look at your father, he seems to want to tell you something…."

Sharon twisted her lips and nose and replied, "Yes, I just pointed out a wrong doing… I spoke too much, again!"

Tony replied, "Do you like your father's looks and the words he's probably holding back?"

"No, but my feelings are never any of his concerns. I'll live, I'm used to it!"

"That's funny … didn't you just do the same to my boss? And I, for one, didn't appreciate it. There is a saying in French 'Toute vérité n'est pas bonne à dire.' Want you to think of it next time a friend, colleague or leader makes an op! We are all humans and mistakes are a part of our learning cycle. Sharon, had it not been of your words, don't think anybody here would have picked up on the fact that Officer Quinn was not read in. I'm admitting, it slipped by me! (most present agreed with Tony). You have a gift to read situation, you're a natural. What you need to work on is that rush it gives you to tell all of your superiority. Sharon, with such a gift it's better to be humble believe me I know what I'm saying! Would have lots more women in my little black book had I kept my big mouth shut at times!"

That last line got all laughing but Sharon understood the underlying message. Tony's words had also made her realize how she could prevent future and similar incidents from happening. The feeling of superiority 'rush' was real and would now be her 'trigger' to shut the hell up!

"Tony thanks, you helped more than you know. I admit I do experience a 'superiority rush.' Just now acknowledged that it can become my trigger from now on! When that feeling of being on top of everyone hits, that will mean that I should stop speaking or at least think before speaking!"

Chief Robert Jackson's head was down. He was expecting his daughter would throw a brutal backlash at Tony and he was trying to come up with a plan to deal with the aftershocks it would leave. What he heard coming out of Sharon's mouth slammed into him. For the first time, he heard his daughter say that she now had a tool to help her deal with her shortcoming!

Robert said, "Was expecting a row but got blimey!"

Tony blankly stared at Robert as Eyal added, "I'll translate; he was expecting an argument and got a welcome surprise!"

Tim signaled to all that Gibbs and Quinn were coming their way. Chief Robert salutes all and left.

The smile Quinn had on her face signaled to all that they should expect some action!

"Seem you forgot to get some zzzz. No more clubbing you boys and girls! Sorry but simulation # 2 is on and thanks of Officer Welby, it's a doozy. Officer Lavin, you'll be replacing Tony. The Secretary of the Navy wants to personally welcome the new DEPUTY ASSISTANT DIRECTOR and SUPERVISORY SPECIAL AGENT. We don't argue with our secretary's wishes! While Gibbs and Tony will be having canapé and caviar, you guys will be checking on chemical weapons."

Officer Quinn seemed quite proud of herself. Ziva and Sharon had a 'gut feeling' of the why of that special smile. She was in battle mode and the prize was one Eyal Lavin. Tony and Eyal since the girls were about to put their paws on Special Officer Quinn.

Tony whispered, "Which one do you want to tackle?"

"I'll take Ziva."

And on that cue, Eyal and Tony fell behind the girls and just as Ziva whispered 'the bitch,' both men applied a paralyzing pressure move to halt any further 'attacks.' It took no more than seconds for both girls to break free but they then had to stare down Gibbs eyes. Funny how eyes can talk!

Quinn not realizing what was going down, added to the tense situation, "Sharon, I've changed your exercise a bit. It was a level 8, spiced it up to a 10. From experience, you learn a lot more when you start at the top!"

Sharon's breathe in then out, very slowly. "Special Officer Quinn, a level 10 implies very dangerous chemicals that cannot be dealt with by field agents while on a mission. Even in a well-equipped laboratory, the handling of such chemicals would be hazardous. You set us up to 'fail and die'; what will NCIS learn from such an exercise?"

Gibbs rolled his eyes as he hailed Abby. Dr. Mallard and Tony. They were off, leaving Quinn with four stunned 'students.'

Tony whispered to Gibbs, "Officer Lavin with those three women; two of them fighting for him and the other ready to kill the teacher. Add to that our outcast Tim! The poor guy does not have any clue whatsoever of what woman on a mission can accomplish! Please, could I take a leave of absence? That is going to be one good campfire story, even film worthy."

Dr. Mallard added, "Described in that way, it's panning out to be one life moment worth observing. I do not have a heavy case load, could I stray for profiling purpose, of course?"

Gibbs shook his head and just said a simple, "NO! "

Back on the base, Quinn gave her orders, "People, for this simulation we will have access to the Warrenton Training Center, site A – Black Cat Systems. Let's get to our ride."

Eyal interrupted, "Officer Quinn, since this is now my command, I'd like for this team to have access to the regular material they have at their disposition when arriving on a mission. That means cell phones and basic in the field equipment. Tim, you're our expert, what would you want?"

Quinn was about to argue but the look Eyal shot her was enough to send her to her phone.

She rapidly replied, "You are right Officer Lavin. Gibbs just gave me the OK saying, 'Rule 38, his case, his lead.' Tim what would you need, it will be delivered at Warrenton?"

Tim replied, "First, our phones and then our usual intervention truck. Eyal, would you like to add some items?"

"Depends, does that vehicle have bomb disposal equipment?"

Quinn rapidly replied, "The usual equipment, I agreed. For special orders; it's NO!"

Eyal just shook his head, "OK, my equipment is my duffle bag. Can I bring that?"

"It will have to be cleared with Warrenton's security, but since it passed Quantico's security I can't see why not."

Sharon and Ziva had a hard time keeping a straight face. Quinn was just played!

Eyal asked, "Warrenton Training Center isn't it providing communication to NCS, CIA and State Department? Funny, that they would authorize Mossad and MI-6 officers to enter those facilities."

Quinn smiled, "I can see spies will be spies! Officer Lavin, you have all been vetted. MI-6 and Mossad signed documents that their respective personnel are/will stay trustworthy. Plus, our group will only have access to site # 1 and all four sites are heavily guarded. If one of you has his own agenda, you'd be putting your country, agency and yourself in quite a bind. But I must admit from memory and for me, it's a first as a trainer they gave us access to that center. "

Eyal and Sharon didn't exchange glances but both knew this surely was a part of Nathan's diabolical plan. Something was going to 'break' today.

A soldier arrived with the group's phones. As Quinn stepped next to Sharon, she asked, "Sharon, phone or iPod, what will it be?"

Sharon gave Quinn a look that made Eyal and Tim wince! Her answer, however, nearly choked up Eyal.

"My phone, please!"

'Damn, what is she up to? The iPod only can read Nathan's transcripts, hope I was clear enough!'

Observing Sharon handing over the iPod then… Ziva stepping in, taking it and replacing it with her own phone … all under Quinn's nose was a welcome relief. Eyal knew it was one more 'filter' for Nathan not to catch on that the iPod was their life line!

'Damn those girls are connected in a way I've never witnessed before. Have a gut feeling we are going to need all the help we can get. Well, at least now, I'm working the mission instead of simply handing out clues. Hope Tony and Gibbs will come up with a possible motive for Nathan's plan!'

They were flown to Warrenton by Marine Helicopter Squadron One -HMX-1.

Sharon asked the pilot, "Is this helicopter the same as Marine One, the one that carries the President of the United States?"

The copilot took over the handling of the helicopter as the pilot explained in detail the difference between the two. Eyal could see Sharon was getting out basic honey trapping moves to 'seduce' the pilot. It was working, the poor guy only had eyes for her! But what was her goal?

Ziva whispered, "Would Eyal Lavin, Mossad's best womanizer, be jealous."

Eyal cleared his throat and noticed that Quinn was waiting for his response, "Officer David, that is none of your concern. Be it Mossad, NCIS or/and MI-6, there is one rule; Dating between spies of different agencies is not permitted. What can I say, I'm a sticker for rules!"

"Well … you'll fit in just great with Gibbs, he also likes rules. He has his own set and I know for a fact that you also have yours … and that no dating one is not in your list!"

"But there is one in Gibbs's list, if I remember rule # 12 – Never date a co-worker! I'm working with NCIS now, so Gibbs's rules are the law!"

Ziva smiled and added, "Date… Lavin, you don't date, you one-night stand screw!"

Eyal was fuming and Tim noticed as he answered, "Ziva, one of the rules # 1; Never Screw Over Your Partner covers that if it's the case that is!"

Eyal and Ziva laughed at Tim's calming the atmosphere effort while Quinn was trying to figure out that strange conversation.

It was not a long flight but Eyal had had time to observe Sharon's and Ziva's working habits. He could only admire the two women. Any agency would jump to hire operatives with such talent. He could not understand why those two had so much problem handling day-to-day field work and were considered 'failures' in their fathers' eyes. What's the problem he asked himself.

They landed and had a couple of minutes to stretch their legs before Quinn spoke. She had to pull Sharon's arm to get her with the team instead of stuck to the pilot.

The pilot asked, "Officer Quinn, could I 'borrow' Officer Welby for only a minute. She would like me to point out the difference between this helicopter and Marine One."

An annoyed Quinn answered, "Aren't those helicopter under tight security. Officer Welby is an MI-6 agent!"

"Officer Quinn, she only wants to the how to recognize Marine One from the air! Officer Welby and I know perfectly well I could not give her access to classified information! As for recognizing it from the air, it's been documented many times in the Washington Post! Don't see what giving a visitor in our country the same documentation could harm National Security…. Ma'am!"

Eyal bit his lips… 'Poor guy, he's completely won over but for what reason is she playing him!'

Quinn permitted it and begin walking, "You have 30 seconds!"

Sharon scrambled back to the group.

As they arrive, Quinn showed them their "playing grounds." She went on to give them their 'working orders.'

Eyal lifted his hand to stop her, "Officer Quinn, this is my team to lead, I'd rather tell them their respective assignment with the information you just gave me."

Quinn shook her head, and said, "Go ahead! I thought since you had not been previously read-in about replacing Tony that you'd like a helping hand."

Eyal replied, "When I'll need help, I'll ask, thanks."

Sharon whispered to Ziva, "Great, we have a 'Bataille the coq' (cock fighting) to watch over added to our chemical warfare game! Have a feeling this is going to be one of those days!"

Ziva rolled her eyes but had to agree with Sharon's conclusion. Eyal could be a ba_tard when he was pissed. She suspected that Sharon's actions with the pilot didn't go down well with him.

Covertly approaching Eyal, Ziva whispered, "My friend, don't care what your feelings are but it's time to separate work from your love life. Hell, what's with you? You're acting as a jealous teenager. Piece of advice; if you can't stand the role playing as one of our basic work tools, don't date a spy! Turn your hormones off, get my drift, BOSS! »

Eyal was shaken by Ziva's words but had to admit she was right. 'Lavin, get yourself in mission mode or it will not end well. It's evident that Nathan is going to strike today, this must be a part of his plan … damn… Lavin … my son, they (NCIS) need you 100%.'

Eyal rapidly went down the instructions and checklist Quinn had given them. Looking at Tim and Sharon, he said, "As planned, since this was Sharon's simulation, she'll be replacing an absent Abby in the makeshift but fully equip 'forensic lab.' Tim, I'd like for you to join her."

Tim was a little disappointed but didn't make a fuss about it. Being with Abby was his usual task, he had hoped this training would put him more in the 'line of fire' so to speak. Eyal sensed his disappointment as he spoke to him,

"Tim, Sharon is trained for forensics but in the field style. I've put you two as a team for Ziva and me to be able to rely on Abby's style of forensics. Have a feeling we are going to need it. Don't worry Officer McGee, Sharon is known for strange but successful protocols … you'll get plenty of action only keeping her in line. I'm counting on you!"

Quinn announced, "Let the games begin – NCIS training part 2."

Sharon simulation was, on paper, quite simple. NCIS agent was called from two Marines who while jogging got a wish that pulled at their 'Gulf War' memories. The officers (Eyal and Ziva) had reasons to believe that rockets, filled with sarin and cyclosporine mixes and that had supposedly been demolished by the U.S. following the 1991 Gulf War cease-fire, were in a munitions storage depot on the site # 1. Ziva and Eyal were to investigate the Site # 1 and realized that an undetermined number of these chemicals had been released into the atmosphere. Eyal and Ziva were now interrogating the two actors when a strange sensation hit both agents.

Eyal immediately signaled that something was not right but no reaction from Quinn on the abort call.

"Well, Ziva, plan B, get me Sharon and Tim ASAP!"

"Something is not right, Eyal, I'm sweating and experiencing muscle twitching!"

Eyal nodded as Ziva handed him their line of communication to the lab.

"Sharon, we have a problem. This is not a simulation, it is the f_cken real stuff. Ziva and I are both experiencing sweating and muscle twitching."

Sharon replied, "WTF! Tim gets a hold of Warehouse security and tell them to put Site # 1 into lockdown and start chemical warfare protocol. Eyal, Ziva get to where you can drench or cover yourself in water. Get the hell out of the sun. You might be playing with high concentrated nerve gas. Tim, pull the floor plans on screen, NOW! F_ck how could this be happening."

Sharon discreetly pulled her iPod, sadly she was too far from Eyal to be able to read any transcripts from Nathan. She had to learn from Eyal if it was Nathan pulling the string or something was deadly wrong! Her actions would be different if Nathan was involved.

Eyal spoke, "Officer Welby, what can we expect, symptoms wise?"

Sharon sited from memory; "Symptoms of acute, high-dose nerve agents are: coughing and breathing problems, loss of consciousness, seizures, paralysis, and coma and potentially death from respiratory/nervous system failure. Incapacitating effects occur within 1 to 10 minutes and fatal effects can occur within 1 to 10 minutes for GA, GB, and GD, and within 4 to 18 hours for VX."

Eyal replied, "Great stuff, now how to avoid it."

Sharon voiced quivered as she answered, "In your situation, you can't. Quinn upped it to a grade 10, if it's the gas I think it is, a full equipped lab could MAYBE at least control it, but not stop some spread. You're in the dead zone, no way out."

"I love it when I have the full picture!"

Tim looked at Sharon and asked, "Is he taking this as a joke?"

"No Tim, he's taking it as it is; a DEAD-end situation!"

"Eyal is Quinn in site or are you receiving instructions from her on your phone … damn it there anything signaling that something is wrong!"

"No sign of Quinn! Good call on alerting security, they are arriving on site but as you said, they have signs that they can't help us. It's your call Welby!"

"I just instructed them to douche you guys. Eyal, Ziva brace yourself. You'll feel like you are drowning. We can't give you oxygen! Take off a piece of closing, cover your face with it and lay on the ground. You'll be stuck there till and if NCIS can get to the source. Sorry, that's all I can do! One way or another it will be quick"

Tim's eyes opened wide as he stared at Sharon and asked, "Did you just tell them they were good as dead!"

"Didn't tell them something they already don't know. Tim, Ziva and Eyal are experienced spies, they know the facts of life! Grow-up boy, I need the man in you to come out, NOW!"

Tim realized this was real and death was lurking! He, as Sharonhad asked … more ordered, shook himself up to act and stop asking questions!

Sharon and Eyal had not gotten any time to pull together a full code for speaking together without Nathan noticing but Eyal had uttered a Russian swear word that gave her a wanted answer; Nathan was as surprised as Eyal at what was happening. 'Good, I can call in NCIS for them to discover who f_cked up bad in their ranks. We can work this mess without having to think of Eyal's son life hanging in the balance'

Sharon was speaking to herself, "Damn … damn … damn what of GA, GB, GD, and VX can it be? All can be broken down in moist soil quickly. Small amounts may evaporate into air or travel below the soil surface and contaminate groundwater. Damn, if I do and damn if I don't!"

Gibbs, Abby and Tony arrive in a flurry. Sharon discreetly read in Gibbs and Tony that Nathan was not implicated. Sharon signaled to Tim to update them. All were surprised at Tim's perfect composure and update!

Abby joined Sharon and both girls spoke in a language that nobody understood but not a soul wanted to interrupt them.

"Abby, most nerve agents can be broken down with moist soil. Not perfect but it could give us some time."

"Yes, but we don't have moist soil, it's all ugly cement … everywhere."

"Saw a farm while flying in. They usually have manure in huge quantity. Gibbs, would you know of any planes that could rapidly be commissioned to drop some manure on site 1!"

Gibbs had already gotten Sharon drift and was on it.

He replied, "ETA 5 minutes and douche time will be in 15."

"Good, my turn to step up" was Sharon's answer.

Tony asked, "Sharon, what?"

"I'm extracting them out of their dead or alive and not one of you is going to stop me."

Gibbs held Tony back. "Let her go, that's her field of expertise. The manure will only delay the conclusion; Tony, Ziva and Eyal are dead if not extracted. The action we need to take for this gaz not to spread is going to kill them if the gas has not already done its job! We can't delay the intervention for long. I got 20 minutes. Sharon, after the water plane covers Site one with manure, will have five minutes to extract them."

"What if she can't?"

"The three will die."

"Sharon, how?" Tim and Tony asked but Sharon was long gone!

Perfect timing; 15 minutes and the Site 1 ground was covered with smelly manure. Gibbs, Tim, Abby and Tony were watching the action on the screen. Suddenly an HMX-1 appeared. Sharon was using two STABO (STAbilized Body) extraction harness which would allow (she hoped) Ziva and Eyal to be rescued from the gas and manure! Eyal had enough strength to strap Ziva and himself up. That way of extraction prevented the conventional landing and boarding of the helicopter.

Gibbs swore, "How in the hell did she get her hands on one of the most secured Marine pieces of equipment! Hell, Quantico is at least 10 minutes' flight time, there is no HMX-1 on this base!"

Tim smiled, all was now clear! "Boss, well euh, Gibbs … euh…"

Tony warned, "Stop blabbering, get it out!"

"I'm guessing it's the helicopter we came in with. Sharon was hitting on the pilot. When we landed the pilot asked Quinn some time to show Sharon the difference between Marine One and a plain HMX-1. She must have taken something for them not to be able to restart their engine!"

Gibbs shook his head in agreement. "First and only rule spies have; always have a backup. Tim thinks Eyal spelled that out in the first simulation! It just saved their life!"

Gibbs continued, "She's a pilot and extreme extraction specialist, that way of thinking is her day-to-day work. The helicopter was her safe house. If not needed it would be put down as a mechanical problem and blamed on the pilot, but if needed that helicopter would be hers to use to extract her colleagues."

Tony breather out long and hard, "We… I will never be at that level!"

Abby rationalized, "Eyal, Sharon and Ziva are top notch spies, we are working with the best. You'd all be at their level if you were spies. In my book, you are the best investigators NCIS has. Don't put yourself down."

Gibbs added. "Abby is right! A surgeon and an emergency doctor can't do each other's jobs, but they both can save lives in their respected fields."

Abby was working her keyboard at an alarming pace. Tim asked, "Abby, what are you doing?"

"Trying to find an airport that will accept to land that helicopter."

Gibbs swore, the reality of the situation just hit him! No airport would accept an aircraft that has been exposed to nerve gas, especially one that wasn't identified!

"Tim, get me Director Vance, Chief Jackson and Deputy Director Elbaz on line."

Tim asked, "All at the same time?"

Gibbs stare sent Tim working as fast as Abby was … on the same keyboard.

It was a miracle, but except for some muscle twitches and abdominal cramping, Ziva and Eyal seemed unharmed. Eyal was double-checking on Ziva and it was annoying her!

"I'm fine, poke me again and I'll wiggle my hair on you!"

Eyal rapidly backed up, he had enough manure on him for a lifetime!

Eyal spoke, "Well done Officer Welby. Did you ever think of switching agency, Mossad and manure go hand in hand!?"

Ziva interrupted. "OK quit the smooth talk, lover boy. Well done … are you crazy, we smell like pigs!"

Eyal put his dirty hand on her shoulder and said in a stern voice, "Ziva, that manure saved your life. The gas was the real shit…remember!"

Getting as clean as he could, he sat next to Sharon. She winced and said, "Yak, you really, really stink, sorry!"

Nodding he added, "Thanks again, very good thinking. You always plan for the worst?"

"All in a day's work, Boss! Like you said; Always have a backup plan. I was pretty sure Quinn was going to make it impossible for us to neutralize the gaz. She, for an unknown reason, wanted us to fail. I should have called NCIS when she mentioned that she had upped my simulation to a level 10. Never heard of such high-level training! Instead, I decided to have an extraction plan in place to get you guys out. In that way, we'd have lost the war but at least won a battle. Never, in my wildness dreams, did I think it would be real nerve gas! That was not Quinn doing, she's a bitch but not a killer. Somebody wanted one of us dead or wanted us to fail."

Sharon discreetly looked at her iPod and Nathan had written to Eyal, 'Keep that girl with you at all time, she's brilliant and might even catch on to us. If she does … kill her in the meatime have fun with her! Now find out who in the hell wants to kill one of these teams. Not that I care, as long as it isn't you!' Find a way to get back to that Center!'

Sharon bit her lips and signed "Sweet words!"

Eyal lifted his shoulder, annoyed that his hands were tied and that his tormentor had just 'ordered' him to kill, if needed, a woman that was getting under his skin like none had ever succeeded in doing!

Ziva spoke, "Sharon, can you hurry it up, I need to get this smell out of my face!"

Sharon looked at Eyal, "Got you out, were up in the air and safe with my backup plan, but we have a small problem."

Eyal closed his eyes and swore … again … in Russian but it was in no way a coded phrase! "Hell, we can't land anywhere because we might be carrying an unknown nerve gas,"

Sharon answered, "Yap. That is pretty much the situation! You wouldn't have to have a backup plan for this kind of situation?"

To be continued,