A/N: Thanks so much for the continued interest. Here are the next couple of chapters. I hope you enjoy.

Ch. 10 Loading the Cannon

Tony could make Abby and McGee go home early. But he couldn't stop them from coming in early. At six a clock in the morning, Labby was full of life.

"I've been working on isolating Mossad's network and I should be ready to hack in about ten minutes, Abs." Despite his restless sleep, McGee was alert, his eyes focused. His adrenaline always kicked in just before he was about to hack a system.

"I'll be there in a minute. I'm setting up this letter to translate." Abby typed with one hand and slurped on a Caf- Pow with the other. Also anxious to get moving, Abby was getting a head start on her caffeine intake.

"Alright Abby, I'm set." A fine sheen of sweat began to form on McGee's brow. I'm about to hack into on of the world's most covert intelligence agencies. If they find out, I'm dead.

Abby seemed to be reading his mind.

"McGee we're doing this for Ziva. I will not rest until everything we can possibly do to find her is done. And neither are you." Abby's voice had taken on it's rare tone of seriousness. McGee nodded.

"For Ziva," he mumbled. Making eye contact with Abby and giving one big nod, he began to hack Mossad's system.

Labby had gone silent, save the sound of rapidly typing keys. McGee's face was pure concentration as he passed through encryptions and firewalls. Finally, he found what he wanted. Operations in progress. Shifting through various files, keeping his mind from beong distracted by the interesting titles, he finally found the entry for an op running in Somalia. Copying the information and pulling out of the system as subtly as he entered, McGee's heart rate began to slow down. And finally, he was out.

He sat back in his chair breathing a sigh of relief. Suddenly he felt Abby's arms around his shoulders.

"That's my little computer hacker. Good job Timmy."

"Thanks Abs." Abby released McGee and turned to his computer. Upon seeing the document, she let out a groan.

"Why does everything have to be in a foreign language? I'm send this through the translator."

"Hey, Abby, in the mean time let's look at that letter from Tabel's laptop." Abby paused slightly, looking unsure.

"Shouldn't we wait for Tony?"

"Wait's over guys," Tony walked into the lab bearing a tray of coffee and a Caf- Pow. Placing down his burden he strode to the plasma revealing the translated document. His easy grin faded into a frown as he read.

Abin Tabel,

Shalom. Unfortunately, for you, this means goodbye. This letter is to indicate to you that we have been compromised. Our actions in the United States have hit the radar and there is not much time left to execute our fall out measures. You are doubting this information; I have known you long enough to be able to tell.

There was a run in with NCIS. Our operations have crossed path and they know of my presence here. Fortunately, Ziva David confirmed my position as a Mossad officer, buying me some time. However, they are suspicious.

I have Mossad business to complete in Washington. I will arrive there soon. You must contact The Connection and inform him of the situation. We need to safe- guard our intelligence. Tell The Connection to bring the necessary equipment to do so. The Connection should them proceed to inform our brothers in Somalia.

Michael A. Rivkin

"Rivkin was a double agent," stated McGee, his mind slightly awed.

"Guys, I've got the mission for Ziva translated." Abby's voice sounded slightly fearful.

"Abs, what's wrong?" asked Tony, concerned for what she had found.

"It's not good Tony. This folder is simply entitled Somalia. It's got everything from the beginning. It was Rivkin's mission to infiltrate the camp. Find its members and find information. He found an American extension in Los Angeles. They were small time arms runners. It says Rivkin was temporarily diverted from his mission to complete a Mossad assignment. Eli David signed off on it. Then, it records Rivkin's death. That's where Ziva comes in. effective three days after Rivkin's death, Ziva was officially read in on the assignment. Her task was to infiltrate the actual camp and find out their plans. She was supposed to have entered as a new recruit. And that's the last we see."

"Wait, so Ziva went in there all alone, no back up?" Tony heart fell upon hearing that there was no report since Ziva had gone in. Three weeks was a long time, and Ziva was efficient. She should have had her intelligence and already been out of there.

"Well, not entirely alone. She has a handler: Mossad Officer Amit Hadar. No reports from him either. Based on the file, Mossad does not seem overtly concerned."

Tony nodded his head as if making a decision. He looked at his co-workers.

"I'm going to talk to Gibbs. He needs to know this stuff. Keep working to see if you find anything else."