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Bright and early the next morning, Tony, Ziva, McGee, and Captain Wayne all gathered with Gibbs in his dimly lit basement. As always, the basement served as their strategy center. Gibbs actually made some effort to clean up to host the largest gathering he had in quite some time. Though this only meant pushing his projects off to the side and blowing the sawdust off the table, he still considered it a cleaning.
Never one to waste time, Gibbs barely let them all sit down before he began. "Okay." He spoke to Tony and Ziva. "Let's hear what you know."
Ziva took a deep breath and began. "Adam had been working with Hydar for over a year. He approached Adam because of his connections both professionally and personally. I believe that I told you before that Adam was Shin Bet. That is Israel's internal security agency, and their equivalent of the FBI. Adam was further trained as a member of the Yamas, the special operations unit of Shin Bet."
"How did you find him?" McGee asked.
"He came to us." Tony told him. "Ziva called and he met us." There was no need for anyone else to know about Adam and Ziva's more personal relationship. They'd only reveal that information if necessary, and not offer it up when it was not. "He didn't know that we knew about his involvement." Tony explained. "As far as he knew, the last time we all spoke was in Berlin, and we left on good terms."
"If he had not come to us," Ziva continued, "we likely would not have found him."
"And considering how many others were looking for him, we probably wouldn't have been the first." Tony added.
"Yes." Ziva agreed. "Adam's personal connection to my family was one of the reasons why Hydar chose him. I have known Adam since I was young. And he was a close friend of Ilan Bodnar since childhood. This is how he was able to approach Bodnar and convince him to kill my father. His professional work with Shin Bet gave his claims credibility."
Tony took over explaining. "Adam told Bodnar that Eli was trying to work with Iran towards peace. He probably spun it to make it seem as if Eli was selling out Israel in the process. Adam was the one who told Bodnar that Eli was meeting with Arash Kazmi here in the US. When Eli and Kazmi did actually meet, Bodnar took it as proof that Adam's Intel was true. That's when Bodnar ordered the hit on Ziva's father."
"Bodnar wanted war with Iran." Ziva explained. "He did not want peace. He thought he could kill my father, become the Director of Mossad, and possibly go to war with Iran. His mistake that night was not killing Leon Vance or myself, and killing Jackie. Suddenly, Bodnar was a hunted man."
Tony continued the explanation. "This is when Hydar approached the US with information about Eli's death. He supplied the idea to kill Kazmi and put the blame back in the Middle East. Iran blames Israel, and Israel blames Iran. The entire mess is out of our backyard and back over there."
Ziva spoke next. "As I said, not killing me was a mistake. They were afraid that if I spoke with Bodnar he would tell me of this greater involvement. Adam sent us on a wild goose chase in Berlin while Hydar had men hunting Bodnar back in the United States. He had too much information. Adam should have realized that he also knew too much, and he was next. But he was cocky, and the next thing he knew Hydar had turned his name over to the Israeli government as a traitor. He had to flee. He was here to find Hydar and ask for help."
"So we need to find Hydar." Gibbs summed it all up.
"Why don't they just take Hydar out? Kazmi was killed. We obviously don't have a problem with it. Why is this guy different?" McGee asked.
"That's what we're trying to figure out." Tony said.
A loud knock at the basement door produced five guns pointed directly at A.J. Chadwick. "Hi guys." He said nervously, frozen in place at the top of the stairs. "The door was open. Remind me not to surprise any of you again." He managed a small laugh as the guns were all lowered. He cautiously made his way down the stairs to join the group.
"Yeah, it might be better if you call next time." Gibbs suggested.
"Noted." A.J. said. "I caught the last few lines of your conversation. And I think I know why. I got a call from the Attorney General this morning. It seems the body of Adam Eshel turned up at the Navy Yard. It's quite the mystery. It seems he was left in the driver's seat of one of the cars in the motor pool."
Tony and Ziva looked at Gibbs, McGee simply looked confused, and Gibbs turned to glare at Captain Wayne.
"What?" Wayne asked innocently. "You told me to get the body to Ducky. I made sure he'd get the body."
"In the Navy Yard?" Gibbs repeated sternly to Wayne. "I am just surprised to hear that the body was in the Navy Yard. That seems a bit insane."
"Why make Ducky travel? It was easier to simply drop him off." Wayne quipped back.
"Vance is not going to be happy." Gibbs muttered.
Wayne laughed once. "Who do you think let us in?" he responded with a smirk.
"Excuse me." A.J. piped in. "I don't really need to know any of this."
"Thanks A.J." Gibbs told him as he brought a hand to rub his aching head.
"I didn't come over here and almost get shot just to tell you that." A.J. continued. "The Attorney General told me a hypothetical story about a man who made a deal with the devil. From what I understand, Hydar was given full immunity in exchange for the information he provided. The immunity deal is what has the AG so worried. I think you need to do more than simply find the guy. You need to figure out what he's involved in."
Gibbs let out a heavy sigh. "We can't seem to catch a break. I'm sorry that you got dragged into this A.J."
"I believe that I volunteered to represent you." He reminded Gibbs. "But I can see you're all busy. Just call if you need anything." He shook hands with Gibbs and quickly made his way out.
Gibbs addressed the group. "We all know what we need to do. Let's get to work."
Gibbs' basement wasn't exactly an ideal office space, but it was what they had. Gibbs, Tony, Ziva, McGee and Captain Wayne all worked together to try and uncover information about Hydar.
It was Gibbs who insisted that they all act within the letter of the law in their search for Hydar. Gibbs didn't want anyone else caught in the crosshairs of Parsons' vendetta against him. Parsons had already dragged his three agents into his feud with Gibbs, and he didn't want any others caught in the mix. He forbid McGee from hacking, and he prohibited them all from asking their contacts to do anything illegal to help them. Gibbs was adamant about preventing Parsons from having additional grounds to come after them.
Within these parameters, Tony, Ziva, and McGee used every bit of Intel they could access, which wasn't much. They had none of the resources of NCIS, and Gibbs was very clear that none of their contacts should jeopardize themselves to help them. Any beyond all of that, they had to be ghosts. It was crucial that their search for Hydar was kept secret until they discovered what he was involved in and how deep this ran. Unfortunately, ghosts couldn't open many doors and they got nowhere in finding any information about Hydar. Overall, it was a discouraging day that left them all feeling frustrated as they headed home..
Tony could tell that Ziva was restless during the ride home. Their unsuccessful day of digging left him as frustrated as Ziva, and her radiating unease set him equally on edge. He didn't know how this unsettled energy was going to manifest until she slipped her hand around his waist as he was unlocking the door. Tony froze as she gripped his hip over his jeans before sliding it lower to cup his groin. She reached back up to his hip and pulled it back, turning Tony around to face her.
Tony abandoned his keys in the lock and turned around to find Ziva looking at him like a meal she'd been starving for. Her eyes locked onto his with laser-like precision and her lips parted to suck in a breath. Her eyes dropped to study his mouth as she pressed her body up against his, backing him up against the door. Tony felt momentarily light headed as all the blood in his body rushed to his groin under her gaze. His cock tingled as it fought to stand hard as she held his waist and ground her hips into his.
"Ziva." Tony all but growled to her as she closed the space between their lips and devoured his mouth with her own.
She circled her hips into him as she kissed him greedily. She plunged her tongue into his mouth and almost succeeded in short circuiting Tony's brain with her intensity. She was on fire and her desire for Tony was the sole thought in her mind. All the restless energy she'd been holding was poured into her kiss. And all the energy Tony had fed from her was immediately streamlined into uncontrollable desire and urgent need for her.
Tony moaned into the intensity of the kiss as his hand reached desperately behind him for the door keys. He flailed a few times before scraping against the sharp edge of the keys. He ignored the pain and grabbed at them in a blind attempt to unlock and open the door. When this failed, he wrapped both of his arms around Ziva and flipped them around so her back was to the door. Ziva wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him senseless and he reached around her slight form to turn the keys.
When the key finally clicked and turned in the lock he lifted Ziva to wrap her legs around his waist as he kicked the door open wide and carried her into the apartment. Tony dropped his keys onto the floor as he slammed the door shut behind him and carried Ziva directly to the bedroom.
He didn't make it all the way to the bed before a wall got in their way and he was pressing her back into it. Ziva unlaced her legs from his hips and stood tall pressing back against him. She pressed forward against Tony, never breaking her devouring kiss, and walked him backwards until he felt the bed press into his legs. And then it was a hail of clothing as they each pawed the offensive material from the other.
Ziva made a halfhearted attempt to undo the buttons of Tony's shirt before she got frustrated and ripped it open, tearing it clean off his body. Tony yanked her shirt up and she waved her body in an undulating motion that gracefully slipped the shirt up and over her head and clean off her arms. Tony stood amazed with the shirt in one hand as Ziva worked on his pants. He helped her free his painful erection as he pushed his pants down off his legs and kicked them away. He dove down to undo Ziva's own pants and pull them down her legs. Her lips came crashing back against him as he unhooked her bra and tossed it aside. Ziva pulled backwards just as she pressed a hard shove into Tony's chest that sent him careening backwards onto the bed.
Tony pushed backwards until he was safely lying on the bed as Ziva crawled up after him. She straddled his hips and pressed her arms forward to pin Tony's own arms down to his sides. She wriggled her hips, using her own slick wetness, to work the thick head of Tony's cock until it just peaked inside of her. And as soon as he was positioned she dropped her body onto him slamming his cock into her. Tony let out a strangled cry at the amazing sensation, but it was her reaction that had him transfixed. When Ziva drove herself down and took Tony cock into her, her eyes slid closed and her face lifted to the ceiling with a relieved sigh. It was as if not having him inside if her was physically painful, and it was his cock buried deep inside her, filling her, that soothed her pain.
A blissful smile washed over her lips as she began to circle her hips. Ziva was in charge here, and Tony was more than happy to watch with wonder, awe, and heady dose of slack-jawed amazement. She felt perfect on top of him, gripping him in her tight sheath. Her small thighs were caged around his waist and gripping into him. She was so warm and soft in there that it sent opposing chills across his body that made his hair stand on end.
And then Ziva started to ride him, all the while with her arms pressed forward pinning his own into the bed. She started slowly, rising up pulling her body up to the tip of his cock, and then slowly sliding herself back down his length. She rocked her hips forward and back, hypnotizing Tony. She swayed her hips back to raise herself up, and then snapped them forward to drop herself back onto him. Ziva pressed her hips into Tony, as if trying to drive him deeper inside of her. She tilted her hips forward, creating a perfect friction, and ground her clit down into Tony. She moaned when she found the perfect angle and snapped her pelvis rapidly back and forth.
Tony was transfixed by her movement. The way she rode him, completely uninhibited and moaning with pleasure each time he filled her, sent his body on fire. She was so beautiful on top of him. Tony couldn't believe how much pleasure he got out of watching her ride him towards her own. He felt his cock grow harder in his attempt to give her more of what she needed, and what she needed was him filling her from the inside out. As her movements became sharper and more intense he grew harder with her.
Once Ziva had found that perfect angle she sped up her movements. She lifted herself up and then dropped down, grinding her clit each time Tony was buried deep inside of her. She let go of Tony's arms in favor of bracing her hands on his chest for support as she moved. Tony's cock was hitting her perfectly now, sliding against her g-spot and sending her up towards the edge. The pressure was building fast and dying to explode.
Ziva threw her head back and screamed as her muscled clamped and squeezed around Tony's cock. Tony took his newly free hands to shock her as one snaked between her legs to press into her clit, and the other wrapped around her shoulder to pull her deeper down onto him. When his thumb pressed into her clit, Ziva's entire body jolted as whatever intensity she'd been feeling multiplied exponentially.
Tony tossed his body forward and flipped Ziva underneath him. Watching her come like that has been too much for him. He couldn't wait for her to come down and started driving himself into her. Ziva dug her nails into his back and met his thrusts with her hips.
"More." She begged into Tony's ear.
Tony growled as he bucked his hips into her with startling force. He didn't know if she could handle any more. But her voice in his ear kept urging him on and he pushed even further towards his own release. Ziva yelled again as her body jerked and gripped his cock impossibly tight. Tony thrust and buried himself deep inside of her and came with a roar of her name. His body spasmed and jerked as he pumped into her until his entire body went weak collapsing on top of her.
Tony lay panting on top of Ziva while she gripped his body to hers. He sucked in oxygen until the tingling in his arms and legs brought feeling back to his limbs. All he did once he gained control over his body was roll to the side and pull Ziva with him to lie across his chest. Neither moved nor spoke for long minutes as Tony traced lazy circles on her shoulder with the tip of his finger. Ziva looked up at Tony with a sated smile, and he met her smile with one of his own. The only sounds were Ziva's purrs and Tony's breaths as they lay in each other's arms. For this moment they'd moved past words and the blissful silence that they shared spoke for them.
It was the middle of the night back in the basement where Gibbs and Wayne sat sipping bourbon and tossing ideas.
"Maybe we're thinking too hard about this." Gibbs offered.
"I know I am. What are you thinking?" Wayne asked back.
"This was all set up." Gibbs mused. "The head was sent for my team to find to link us together. We know that the CIA can't operate on US soil. Maybe they put Hydar where I could get to him." The thought hit him like a flash of lightning. "I need to talk to Tobias Fornell." He declared with renewed vigor.
Wayne cocked his head at the perfect simplicity of the idea. "Those mother fucking bastards. They're lucky we're so smart." He joked.
"Excuse me. This was my brilliant idea." Gibbs reminded him. "Your last great idea was to leave Adam in the motor pool. And Ducky told me how you dressed him. Why was he wearing a dress and a cowboy hat?"
Wayne snorted a laugh. "Our clothing choices were limited in the middle of the night. We found the dress and hat in a dumpster. I thought that the dress was a very nice color on him." He tried to suppress another laugh but lost the fight and ended up rolling around in hysterics. Even he couldn't keep up with Gibbs' crazy hours, and he was getting punchy from lack of sleep.
Gibbs gave Wayne a disapproving stare, which lost our to his own amused smile. He grabbed his cell and dialed Fornell before he ended up laughing with Wayne.
Later that night, Tony was wrapped around Ziva, spooning her from behind, as he languidly thrust in and out of her. Her moans were getting louder and his thrusts were becoming sharper when everything suddenly blurred and that perfect hot tight grip she had on him was taken away. Tony bucked desperately to get that feeling back, but it was gone. His entire body coiled like a spring as his cock throbbed painfully. He ground his teeth together and started to shake. A sudden snore coming from the body wrapped inside his straightened the blurry lines around him. His reality dissolved as he struggled to comprehend the world around him.
She was here wrapped in his arms, and his hips were jerking and rolling against her back. Another snore snapped the world into focus. It had been a dream. The purring noises he's been hearing were her snores. He wasn't inside her, just frantically pressing against her back to relieve the pressure. He was so hard, and throbbing so painfully that he was desperate to be back inside her where it felt so good. He was so close and she was right here in his arms. He gripped her tight and started shaking. He couldn't stop. He needed her right now. His body quivered like the plucked string of a violin, humming and screaming and buzzing with sound.
"Ziva." He softly pleaded to her. She didn't respond. "Ziva." He said louder. She didn't move. He felt a stab of guilt. He shouldn't wake her up. He should have some control. He'd just hold himself against her.
He had to get his bearings. He was confused. All he could feel was the throb between his legs. He moved his hand to her hip. He gripped it in his palm and held it still and he ground his cock into her back, desperate for relief.
It wasn't enough. His hand moved down her thigh. He couldn't help bucking into her back. Tony reached between them and moved his cock between her legs. He needed to move against her here. He thrust horizontally where her desperately needed to be vertical. His body was now trembling with need.
He whimpered. "Ziva." He pleaded again. His hand moved to her hip and he lightly shook her. He needed to be inside of her. "Ziva!" he finally begged loudly, and shook her. She moaned lightly and moved in his arms. He moved his mouth down to her neck. He whole body was shaking now. He needed to steady himself. He opened his mouth and bit down into her skin to hold himself still. She moaned and rolled her head to give him more of her neck.
"Ziva." He shook her and begged again. She started to wake up. "Ziva, please." He was pleading with her again.
"Tony." Ziva said sleepily.
His body was wrapped around hers and he was coiled like a spring. He needed to be inside her. "Please." He begged her.
"Yes?" She questioned him, just starting to comprehend the world outside of sleep.
The second she said 'yes' Tony growled and bucked himself into her. Her body tensed with shock as he drove himself in. She wasn't prepared for it. It was a harsh motion and she was dry.
"Ziva, I'm sorry." But he was still rocking his hips into her. He couldn't help himself. He held her tight and kept saying her name. "Ziva, I'm sorry. I thought you telling me it was okay."
She was as shocked as Tony when she relaxed into his arms. "It is okay." She relaxed and let him take her.
Tony held himself inside of her while his need was finally met with her tightness around him. He let out a desperate sigh as he bucked deeper into her. "Oh god Ziva." He sighed into her ear as he finally felt what he was so desperate for. A shudder ran down his body as he bit down into her neck and tried to move in her. She wasn't ready for him. His hand moved down her thigh and then quickly back up. It snaked around the front of her body and kneaded her breast. His lips moved back up her neck and chattered by her ear.
Ziva moaned as he lightly fingered her nipple. She could feel how tight he was wound, and that gentle movement had taken a lot of control. She could feel his whole body quivering behind her. She dropped her head to give him more of her neck. He growled into her ear. A wave of heat exploded over Ziva's body. She grabbed his hand and yanked it lower.
Tony actually snarled as he pushed his body on top of hers, flattening her into the mattress underneath him. Ziva cried out when the weight of his body pushed his hand into her clit. Tony's mouth came down to her neck. He held her skin between his teeth as he felt her flood with moisture. He raked his teeth down her neck to the tip of her shoulder as he pulled his cock completely out of her then slowly pushed it back it. The both sighed in unison as he filled her. Tony pulled his hips up again and pulled his cock out of her. He let it slide forwards towards her clit. Ziva lifted her hips so that Tony could spread her wetness to where his fingers were working. Tony's hand moved down to plunge his fingers inside of her. Ziva jerked when they came back to her clit. Then Tony drove himself back inside of her. Ziva cried out into the pillow below. Tony started to move quickly inside of her. He bucked sharply into her, sliding his cock over her g-spot, while his fingers massaged her clit. Ziva circled her hips over his fingers looking for release.
"More." She demanded.
Tony growled into her ear. He started to drive himself into her. His mouth found her neck, and seconds after Ziva found her release. Her body tensed then jerked as she came. Tony pulled his hips back and slammed into her a last time. He let himself go and his body spasmed and exploded into her. He kept pushing, burying himself inside of her, as his body shot to life.
He was shaking again when he'd finished pumping into her. He rolled back, pulling Ziva with him, so her could spoon her and wrap her body inside of his. Tony spread himself out as wide as possible to tuck her inside of his arms. Ziva sighed happily as his arms tightened around her and he buried his head in her neck. She started to purr for him with every exhale of her breath. He could feel the vibrations of the noises throughout her body. She kept her wrapped tight in his arms until those purrs turned back into snores. When he was sure she was happily asleep he closed his eyes and fell right back to sleep with her.
Two hours after his realization, Gibbs and Wayne waited for Tobias Fornell in an empty park, far too late at night to be anything other than a clandestine meeting. This was information that they needed now.
Fornell walked up to the two men looking like he'd just rolled out of bed, which he had. "Now what the hell is so important that you needed to get me out of bed at 2am?" Fornell snarled to Gibbs.
"Sorry, Fornell." Gibbs apologized with absolutely no hint of sincerity and an amused smile.
"Are you seeing someone new?" Fornell asked sarcastically, referring to Captain Wayne.
Gibbs laughed. "He's helping me on this one. Captain Wayne, meet Tobias Fornell." He made the brief introduction and the two met shook hands.
"And why do I have the suspicion that you're going to ask me to do the same?"
"Because you know me." Gibbs snipped back.
Fornell growled. "Okay. Spit it out."
"We have another Ari situation." Gibbs told him.
"Mother fuckers." Fornell started to mutter under his breath as he stamped his foot in anger.
Wayne spoke to Fornell. "You're guarding someone. Zamir Hydar?"
"So I'm guessing he's not the high level diplomat I was told." Fornell responded bluntly, confirming that he did indeed have Hydar.
"I need to take get to him." Gibbs didn't sugarcoat it. "Did they ask you to watch him personally?"
"Yes." Fornell paused as Gibbs claim sunk in. "What do you mean by another 'Ari situation'?" He asked sharply.
"I mean that we have another Ari situation." Gibbs said again.
"Can be more specific? Please don't tell me he's Ziva's brother." He said somewhat sarcastically.
"We're you two ever married?" Captain Wayne blurted. Gibbs and Fornell spoke without missing a beat. They finished each other's sentences.
"We were married to the same woman." Fornell answered. "Now tell me everything."
"It's probably better if you don't know. Plausible deniability. Cover your own ass." Gibbs muttered.
Fornell gave Gibbs a look. If he was a fourteen-year old girl he would have put his hands on his hips and rolled his eyes. He only managed to slightly tone down his gestures as he spoke. "Now when have I ever done that? And I certainly don't plan on starting now."
Gibbs smiled and began the explanation.