Here is the next chapter everyone! The action heats up! And to clarify: When Abby and Ziva are talking about killing Naomi, they know that they are being watched so they are keeping their cover intact.

Chapter Seventeen

Betrayal and Déjà vu.

"Your sister, Threader, is not to be trusted anymore. She has informed your target about the hit," Epsilon informed them.

"What? No way. Naomi would never betray us!" Abby scoffed. "You must be mistaken."

"I do not lie, Spinner. My sneaky little Arachne kept an eye on her while she slipped out to NCIS and the Lincoln Memorial over the last week."

Ziva narrowed her eyes. "I always knew she was too naïve. She fell for that autopsy tech that she tricked. She has turned soft."

"No! She is playing an elaborate con. I grew up with her. I know her better than you do," Abby protested. "You don't know what you're talking about."

Ziva shot her a glare that was so icily convincing that she shut up and swallowed.

"Follow her tonight. If she strays, you know what to do," Epsilon commanded and terminated the connection.

"No! We can't kill our own sister!"

"She betrayed us! We have to get rid of her," Ziva said coldly.

"No! No! No!"

Naomi made her entrance. "What's going on?" she asked with an yawn.

"Nothing important," Ziva said with a cold stare.

Abby still appeared to be on shock.

"Are you sure?" Naomi asked, cautiously.

"Yes. Go back upstairs. You've had a long day."

Naomi yawned again and walked back upstairs.

"We take her out tonight."

"I don't like this at all," Abby retorted.

"Do you think I want to kill my little sister? We have orders. We have to follow them."

"No we don't! We are sisters!" Abby exclaimed. "Our bond is stronger than the League's orders."

"We cannot risk her betrayal, Abby."

Abby shook her head in frustration. She heaved a hefty sigh. "I don't believe she is a traitor, but I will go with you to find out the truth."

"Good," Ziva said, tapping Abby shoulder in encouragement. "Now, let's get those bullet proof vests."

Naomi donned her bullet proof vest and zipped her sweatshirt on over it. She knew that the fake blood would explode a half second after the impact. It was still going to hurt like hell when the bullet hit even though it wouldn't kill her. She concealed her SIG at the small of her back and her knife at her waist. Then, the back up went on her left ankle. She was ready to go.

Naomi walked downstairs. "Hey. I'm going to go out and jog. Be back in an hour."

"Be careful, Little Sis," Abby replied.

"Wouldn't want anything to happen to you," Ziva added.

"I can take care of myself," Naomi replied as she walked out. She knew that they would follow her after five minutes. She made sure that they saw her meet Palmer down the road.

"Hey Jimmy. Ready to get this over with?"

"Yes. You're sure that the fake blood will fool them?"

"I am sure. It looks very real up close."

"Okay, let's go."

Jimmy took her to the Hoover building where she got out of the car. She looked around her and noticed that her sisters were tailing her. "I've been compromised. Go Jimmy. NCIS now!"

Jimmy nodded and stepped on the accelerator. His car disappeared into the night. Naomi automatically went into defensive mode, ducking out of sight of Ziva and Abby. She knew that Ziva would pick up her trail again quickly.

Naomi ducked into an alleyway that was full of dumpster bins and empty containers. A gunshot went off. She had been spotted. She heard Ziva and Abby split up.

"What is going on? Why are you shooting at me, Ziva?" Naomi yelled.

"You know why! You betrayed us!"

"You're crazy!"

"We know you've been sneaking out at night and meeting with NCIS."

Damn! she thought. Ziva was closer than Naomi thought. She quickly looked around for cover. The dumpster at the end of the alley way would have to do. She slinked without sound to the dumpster. A large container set out beside the dumpster. A good spot.

Naomi ducked down behind a container as she sensed her enemy approaching. One of the things she quickly learned in her Mossad training was to be invisible. She had no idea were Abby was, but prayed to any god listening that she was safe.

Naomi quickly un-holstered her weapon as she heard footsteps. She took one quick glance around the shipping container. It was her all right, her small frame accented in the shadows as she searched, weapon at the ready. Naomi could almost see her eyes searching the area for her. Naomi would not let her find her. Not if she could help it.

"I know you are here," she called out. "You can not hide from me forever, Threader."

Naomi grimaced. She had to call her by her code name. She stayed silent, keeping herself hidden.

She had a sudden spur of inspiration as she spotted a discarded aluminum can. She scooped it up and tossed it away from her, hoping her enemy would follow the sound and allow her the advantage of surprise.

Naomi lucked out. Slicer followed the sound with her eyes and gun. Naomi silently made her move, trying to get behind Slicer, slinking behind containers and barrels as she moved.

A gun shot at the wall behind her made her freeze. She had been exposed. "You cannot hide now Threader."

Naomi pulled her gun and aimed it at Slicer. Slicer's gun was likewise trained at her.

"Do not make me kill you, Threader. I loved you like a sister. Why did you betray us? Betray me?"

"It was the right thing to do, Slicer," Naomi shot back, her grip steady on her gun. "You knew that."

"Threader, Slicer, where are you?" she heard Abby cry from somewhere down another ally. Abby's footsteps got closer. "I just found out—Oh my God!"

"Spinner, stay out of this!" Naomi snapped, using Abby's code name.

"No! I will not!" Abby exclaimed. "You guys are friends. Friends don't kill each other!"

"Threader is no friend of mine! She betrayed us, Spinner. Both of us."

"You've known each other all your lives!" Abby fired back again. "You can't do this!"

"Shut up Spinner!" Naomi and Slicer both yelled.

Abby quivered and stepped back.

"You sold me out, Threader," Slicer snarled, her voice icy cold.

"Shoot me then, Slicer." Naomi said. "Can you really shoot a friend?"

"I killed my brother. You are no different."

"Why? How did it come to this?"

"I could ask you the same question."

Naomi saw Slicer's finger twitch on the trigger. She did the same.

Two shots were fired, one from each weapon.

"No!" Abby cried.

As Naomi went down, one thought went through her mind.

What cruel god would let me kill my best friend? Why would He let me and Ziva kill each other?

Why am I being so melodramatic? I'm not really dying!

Naomi lay absolutely still as Ziva and Abby walked up to her.

"You okay, Naomi?"

"That hurt like hell!" Naomi exclaimed barely moving her lips. She heard sirens in the distance.

"That is our cue to leave."

Naomi managed to lie still for five minutes until the familiar NCIS van pulled up.

Now that I have swung back to the beginning of this story, I will now inform you that this story is almost finished. I am very sad to let this one go, but I do have another story idea in mind that features Naomi. Until next time!