Sep 7
There is nothing I would not do for who are really my friends. – Jane Austin, Northanger Abbey
Tim winced as Ziva shook her computer in anger. "It is not an illegal operation," she yelled at it. "I just want to open my email!"
Suspecting it would not be long until a knife 'mysteriously' appeared in some part of Ziva's computer and the techs would become involved, he decided to get up and help her. He could only hope she would not use a weapon on him.
"Ziva?" he called before he got too close. "What's the problem?"
"Some 'Data Protection Executor' thing," she snapped, her eyes never leaving the evil machine in front of her. "Every time I attempt to open my email, it closes the whole program and claims it was about to fry my hard drive or something."
"It can be a little over-protective at times," he offered. "I could try to persuade it that your email is safe."
She stood up abruptly. "Thank you," she smiled. "I will go and see what is taking Tony so long in the evidence garage."
Tim watched as she left, glad there were no weapons sticking out of the computer. He wasn't explaining that to the techs again. Although it did mean anything sent down for repairs from their team tended to be dealt with immediately. Ziva scared a lot of people.
This was going to take forever and he wasn't even sure he could do it. But he had to try, for Ziva's sake. She was his friend and he would do anything he could for her.