Recap: Monday, 30th November 2009. An unexpected visitor comes to town...

~ What the hell are you doing here! ~

Gibbs was furious, "What the hell are you doing here!"

Unperturbed by the shouting, Eli looked past him at his daughter, "So it's true."

The team leader gave him a hard look and stepped into Eli's line of sight, blocking Ziva from view.

"Since you made sure that all my tries to contact her are blocked, I had to sent my officers to .."

"Spy on her? Again?" Gibbs interrupted angrily.

Eli chuckled lightly, "When were you going to tell me?" He gave the team leader a challenging look.

"She wants nothing to do with you!"

"It does not look that way..." Eli trailed off and looked past Gibbs at Ziva, who watched him with wide eyes. As Gibbs had stepped between father and daughter, the little girl had relocated to have a clear view on Eli again. And if it hadn't been for McGee, gently holding her back, she surely would have made her way over to the two older men.

Gibbs frowned as he followed Eli's gaze. He wasn't sure how to handle this situation correctly. Ziva seemed to recognize her father and he wasn't sure how his shrunken agent would react if he had Eli thrown out of the Navy Yard – which is what he really wanted to do.

As Gibbs was lost in thought, Eli had quietly crept forward, -"Shalom, Ziva."-

Mini-Ziva opened her mouth in shock. She knew this voice by heart. But - her eyes darted over Eli's features, taking in the wrinkles, different hair and glasses.

-"I look different, yes? That happens when people grew older. "- Eli crouched down in front of her.

"Oh hell," Gibbs cursed under his breath.

Ziva was rooted to the spot. The little girl didn't knew if she should trust the man in front of her or not. The conversation between him and Gibbs certainly had looked far from friendly. But why would her father react to Gibbs like this and vice versa, if he had chosen him as her current protector?...

Around them the office had gone deadly quiet.

"Bat," Eli tried to reach out to Ziva, but she quickly backed away from him.

Behind him, Eli could hear Gibbs blurt out a quiet "Ha!"

"What have you been telling her?" The Director of Mossad demanded angrily as he spun around to Gibbs.

The team leader shrugged casually, "Nothing."

The shouting match between Gibbs and Eli frightened Ziva a lot. They were supposed to like each other or at least respect each other enough not to get in the face of the other. Was her father planning to take her home, but Gibbs not letting him? Or was it the other way around, with her father wanting her to stay longer but Gibbs refusing? Sure, they were shouting and she could hear them clearly, but their words made no sense to her. Plus they talked way too fast for her to translate it.

Ziva felt confused, scared and alone, right then. She briefly looked at McGee, who stood beside her and also looked at the two verbally fighting men. Though, the moment he turned his gaze to her, Ziva quickly diverted her eyes and after having frantically looked around, for a way to escape this situation and the men involved, she made a beeline for the elevator.

"Ziva!" McGee quickly run after her, but the elevator doors closed right in front of his face.

The agent cursed and quickly headed for the stairs. His shrunken partner could depart the elevator at any floor, so he had to be quick.

Inside the elevator, Ziva was crying silent tears which soon turned into sobs.

Her first thoughts were to leave the building, but then she remembered the order Gibbs had given the guards once. They wouldn't let her pass the entrance of the building and where was she supposed to go, anyway? As far as she now understood, her homeland was far far away, with lots of water in between.

When she had entered the elevator, she had randomly pressed a button, only wanting to escape the situation. Now, Ziva wiped her face and nose on her cuff and quickly pressed the button for Abby's lab. While she didn't know, if she could trust the goth anymore, she knew that Tony was down there. He was the only person who didn't seemed to be involved in all of this - whatever it was.

As far as she knew, he had come to live with Gibbs at the same time as she had. Also the reason for him being there was never explained to her, she knew that Tony had been thrown into this new situation just like she had been.

"Ziva?" Tony was shocked. One minute he had been talking to Abby about her work, then, without warning, Ziva suddenly clung to him for dear life. Her small frame shaking irregular as she cried with all her might.

"Bug... Hey, it's okay," Tony whispered soothingly and gently ran a hand over her head, "What happened? Come on, let me hug you properly, hugging my legs must be unlovely..." He gently pried her hands away from the fabric of his jeans and lifted her into his arms.

Mini-Ziva's arms immediately wrapped around his neck and she hide her head in his shoulder. For a few minutes only her heart-rending sobs and labored breathing where heard. The only words she managed in this time were a few high-pitched "lo"'s when Abby had tried to console her also.

The scientist had looked shocked and somewhat hurt, but quickly had backed off, figuring that whatever had caused this was better handled by Tony.

"Abby, have you..." McGee stopped abruptly. He had been running into the lab, in search of his missing partner, when he caught sight of Tony walking up and down with a sobbing Ziva in his arms. The scene tugged immensely at his heartstrings and one look at Abby, who too cried -but opposite to Ziva- silently, told him he wasn't the only one feeling this way.

"McGee, what happened?" Abby asked, after she had found her way into his arms and had obtained some strength from his embrace.

The commotion in the bullpen had gotten so loud and out of hand, that even Vance could hear it in his office. With a deep frown on his face and a feeling of strong annoyance, he marched towards the noise.

"Who the hell do you think you are, Agent Gibbs!"

"You know da..."

"Agent Gibbs!" Director Vance interrupted him harshly. His voice booming through the suddenly gone quite office. Seeing that he got the attention of both men, Vance lowered his voice, "Alright, what is the matter, here?" Milliseconds later, he regretted having asked the question the way he had.

Gibbs glared at the Director of Mossad, who in return started rising his voice again. "I'm here to see my daughter," Eli replied, yelling.

"She's none of his damn business anymore!" Gibbs shouted, this time in direction of Vance.

Eli scoffed and lowered his voice, "That's were you're mistaken."

Vance had heard enough. The situation needed to get back under his control – and fast. "Director David, please let's talk in my office. Agent Gibbs, I'll talk to you later." Vance spoke lowly, through gritted teeth. Surprisingly, it worked and Eli, though still radiating with anger, made his way upstairs. Gibbs on the other hand was a different matter.

"Leon..." he growled darkly.

"I'll find out why he's really here. You," Vance gave Gibbs a pointed look, "Better make sure that Ziva doesn't get to know about this."

Gibbs blinked, only now remembering the little girl who in fact had witnessed the whole thing. "That might be a problem..." he murmured, looking desperately around in hope to find Ziva.

"Damnit, Gibbs!"

"She ran. McGee had followed her." A nearby agent informed them, feeling slightly anxious about telling them this.

With a very brief glance to Vance, Gibbs quickly strode to the nearest elevator. He had to save this situation, whatever it might take to do so. Once inside the luckily empty elevator, he slapped himself over the head, "Stupid bastard."

~ TBC ~