Ziva was in very deep trouble. She and Tony had been sent to Guatemala to investigate a lead on a case. There was supposed to be a connection with a drug lord. Once there, they had run into one dead end after another, until they found the drug lords strong hold. The hard way. Ziva had been captured. She hadn't seen Tony since. Hopefully he had gotten away. The door to her cell opened and a woman in a grey flight suit was thrown in.
"Are you all right?"
"I've been better. But I've also been a lot worse. I'm Cait."
"My name is Ziva. What happened to you?"
"I was caught sneaking around. Are you any good picking locks? They broke all the fingers on my right hand."
Ziva had the door open in no time. There were no guards. Cait mumbled something about chauvinist pigs.
Ziva was curious. Cait had to be an operative of some sort.
"Who do you work for?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Just curious."
"No one important, then."
Well, it was worth a shot.
Ziva had to admit that Cait was very good. Any guards they couldn't avoid were taken out with quiet efficiency. Soon they had reached the exit. Cait tapped the radio she had lifted from one of the guards a few times. There came a few clicks in answer.
"Our pick up will be here in a minute. Be ready to run."
Ziva wanted to ask what kind of pick up when she caught sight of the helicopter. She followed Cait when she made a run for it. Cait took a place in the cockpit and Ziva was shoved into a jump seat in the back and handed a head set. When the helicopter lifted off, Ziva started to panic.
"Wait, we have to get Tony!"
"Don't you worry, Agent DiNozzo is fine." Ziva thought the speaker might have been the person next to her. The black visors on the helmets made it difficult to tell.
There was a shout of 'Incoming! Heat seekers!' and 'Deploy Sunbursts!' before she lost consciousness due to the high G manoeuvres.
She woke up in Bethesda, Tony in the bed next to her.