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STORY INFORMATION

Summary: Evelyn Matthews came to NCIS with one goal in mind, to get close to Agent Gibbs. But how exactly do you go about telling a man that you're his dead daughter?

Pairings: EVENTUAL Ari/Evelyn(Kelly),

Tate

Tony/Evie friendship

Ducky/Audrey (Other pairings will appear when I decide)

Warnings: Greyish! Eli, Neutral! Ziva

NOTE: Things I lack knowledge of I have researched from the internet, and while I do try to make sure information is accurate as can be determined some things may not be, so I apology before hand for any mistakes or ignorance on my part.

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Chapter Seven

'Drums of War'

"You got shot!"

"You got arrested!"

The two women glowered at each other. Evelyn from her hospital bed, and Audrey who stood at that stood at the foot of the bed in her flower printed dress and a ball cap that said, 'Badass Grandma'. "Getting shot lady is a lot more severe, than getting arrested," Audrey sniffed.

Evie shot her an exasperated look. "No it's not," Evelyn shook her head then she grimaced running her hands down her face. "Okay, maybe it is a little, but I mean you got you and your friends arrested! In Las Vegas!" Evie fought hard not laugh, she was holding down the corner of her mouth in an attempt to keep her expression stern. "For what?"

Audrey's face turned red. "Never you mind that," the older woman stated, flustered. "That's not important."

"Oh, I think it is," Evelyn smirked.

"How in the world did you get shot?" Audrey asked, vehemently crossing her arms and looked as stubborn as a bull. "At a desk job?"

Evelyn smirked dropped, and she suddenly tried to look as small as possible. She saw Audrey's stern green eyes narrow, then the old woman took a step forward, looming over the bed at a height of 4 feet and 5 inches, and still managed to evoke fear in Evie's heart. "You are still at a desk job? The job we agreed would be the best and safest job for you at NCIS? Because you wouldn't go and do something dangerous? No, surely you wouldn't risk hurting this poor old woman's heart," Audrey stated, her tone sharp.

Evelyn snorted. "You aren't poor old nothing, and your heart is as fit as fiddle," Evie told her, pointedly. At the glare, Evelyn folded and let out a sigh. "I…got promoted to field agent."

"Field agent?" Audrey's voice was light which was never a good sign. The older woman with her red dyed hair, large hoop earrings and oversized couture bag may looked like a harmless old woman…but she was far from it. Audrey had never been afraid to show Evie who is boss when she was a brat and Evelyn could practically hear the lecture already.

"Yeah…" Evelyn's voice was suddenly tiny like she was unsure.

"Evelyn Ann Matthews-" Audrey herself ready to give her 'granddaughter a lecture she'd never forget when a knock at the door stopped her. Both women turned.

Abby stood there, poking her head through the door with a big smile on her painted black lips. "Hey, are you up for some more visitors?" She asked.

"Yes," Evelyn agreed quickly.

Audrey arched an eyebrow, and Evie just tried to look innocent. Abby came in followed by Kate and Tony, then surprisingly Gibbs. Evelyn perked up, and said, "Hey."

"Hey," Tony said, loudly walking over to her bed and plopping down beside her without a second thought. Kate rolled her eyes with a grin, while Abby laughed. Gibbs shook his head lightly, but there was a slight smile on his face. "I got you a card."

"I see," Evelyn took the card. It was a memorial card for someone's funeral.

"They were all out of the get well ones," Tony explained, with a cheesy grin.

"Thank you, Tony," she smiled.

"I got you something!" Abby announced, not to be out done and she pulled out a black rose handing it Evelyn.

She laughed lightly, taking it from Abby. "I'm being to sense a theme," she stated, then looked at them. "You trying to tell me something here? Are the doctors lying when they say I get to go home?"

"You're going to be fine, Matthews," Gibbs told her.

She glanced over at him. "Fine as in I get back to work fine, or that I'm going to be confided to my bed fine?" She looked at him for a straight answer.

"The second," he said, with a smirk when she gave a groan flopping back against the hospital pillows.

"You have to let the stitches heal, honey child," Audrey stated, seriously. "Besides if I have my way you won't be going back to NCIS at all."

"Nana," Evie flushed slightly.

"You got shot," Audrey stated.

"You, who got arrested, cannot throw stones!" Evelyn shot back.

"Evelyn you said you wouldn't do this! You promised you'd stay safe," Audrey snapped, worriedly. "I don't want you do this! Where you can get shot!"

"Miss Webster," Gibbs stepped up and interrupted the rant as each word sent Evelyn's heart rate higher and higher and the monitor was beeping loudly. "Evelyn is one of the best and most capable agents that NCIS has," Gibbs stated, and Evelyn felt herself swell with pride. "I won't say that it's the safest job, because it isn't, but it is one worth doing and she does a damn good job of it. And taking her away from that…well, let's say there won't be a lot of happy people with you and most of them are in this room."

"Wow…" Evelyn looked at him, shocked. His words meant more to her than he knew. "Thanks, boss."

Gibbs grunted. "Don't get used it, Matthews."

Evie's face split into a grin. "Got it boss."

Audrey watched the interaction intently, before glancing around all the faces, and lingered lastly on Evelyn before sighing. "It seems that I have been outvoted…" She met her granddaughter's eyes. "I just want you safe, honey child," she stated gently.

"I know that, Nana," Evie stated, with a nod. "I appreciate that, but I have do this. Please understand that."

The older woman heaved a great sigh. "Well, I don't like it, but I suppose I cannot stop you. You aren't the wild teenager I had to drag half naked out of the snow," Audrey stated, with a grin.

"Nana!" Evelyn looked horrified and affronted.

"Half naked…" Tony started.

"…out in the snow?" Kate finished.

"I wasn't half naked!" Evie felt the blush curl up her skin, and settle back into her face as all the team, even Gibbs, sent her an amused look. She then mumbled, under her breath, "I was in my bathing suit." Then she looked at her grandmother, trying to divert attention from herself, "And speaking of wild…what exactly did you get arrested for in Las Vegas?"

Audrey turned beet red. "Not in front of your friends, dear," the older woman tried divert attention off of herself. "What are you names again?"

"Uh-uh," Evie shook her head. "No names until you tell me what happened."

"Evelyn," her grandmother growled.

"Audrey," Evie growled back with a smirk. "Now tell me…" Then she got a sly look on her face. "Of course I could just call the LVPD and ask…"

"Alright!" Audrey relented, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "I…was arrested for starting a riot," she admitted, with a sniff.

"A riot?" Tony choked on a laugh, getting up off the bed and offering his hand to the older woman with a charming smile. "Tony DiNozzo, at your service, ma'am. So I'm guessing Evelyn gets her wild side from your side of the family?"

Audrey just sent him a look, arching an eyebrow before taking his hand. "You could say that," she gave him a slow smile. "And it's Audrey, sweetie. I'm too young to be a ma'am."

"My apologies," Tony's grin broadened.

"Okay, not to interrupt this whole moment," Abby raised a hand looking very curious. "But inquiring minds want to know…how exactly did you start the riot?"

"Well, my friend and I were just wandering around having fun when we wanted into this interesting looking place with a big neon sign and half naked men…" Audrey began, not embarrassed.

"You went to a strip club?" Evie's eyes bulged in shock.

"Yes. They are quite fun," Audrey stated, conversationally as if she hadn't just mentally scared Evelyn for life. "You should try them, Evie. You might find you a nice man."

Of course. She is more embarrassed about getting arrested than going to a strip club. Evelyn closed her eyes, and pinched her brows. "How did you start this riot exactly?" She asked, not sure if she wanted to know the answer.

"Oh, well, I was putting money in this nice young's man thong," Audrey stated, with a wide cat like grin.

Evelyn couldn't help it, she shot Gibbs a 'help me' look, but the grey haired man shook his head. "You asked for it, Matthews," he told her with a slight grin.

Evie groaned, and Audrey continued with her story, "And when I pulled back, one of my rings," Audrey held up her hand wiggling her fingers that adorned several large and gaudy rings, "caught his little g-string and pulled it down. He really did have some nice jewels."

"You got arrested for pulling down a stripper's g-string?" Kate stated, looking horribly amused and shared a grin with Tony. Oh, yes, they couldn't wait to pick on the probie with this new story.

Evelyn looked torn between horrified, and passing out when she looked over at Kate. "Honestly I'm more worried that she knows what a g-string is," she commented, quietly.

Kate held a hand over her mouth trying to stop her burst of loud laughter. Abby had no such restraint and said, "Man! You're grandma is awesome!"

"And you two are?" Audrey asked Kate and Abby.

"Catlin Todd," Kate answered.

"Abby Sciuto," Abby introduced herself.

"What a lovely names," Audrey smiled. "I'm so glad Evelyn found some girlfriends. She is terribly shy, I was worried at one point she'd be a hermit forever." Evelyn groaned, slapping her hands over her face. Audrey continued, as if not hearing, "Tell me, where did you get those shoes? I absolutely adore them. Do they come in my sizes?"

Before Abby could answer, a nurse knocked on the door. "Time for lunch," the nurse announced. "Now I hope that you'll be more cooperative and eat the food this time."

Evelyn glared at the food then the nurse. "No way," she stated.

Audrey sighed, knowing Evelyn did like eating food she didn't prepare herself and knew her reasons for that, but she had to encourage her to try. "Honey child, you need to eat to regain your strength," she stated softly.

Evie shot her a betrayed look, and pouted.

"No, don't you use that bottom lip, young lady," Audrey stated, with a shake of her head. "I taught you that trick, you can't use it against me. Now I have leave, Aunt Bessie is having a fundraiser and already told everyone I'd be there," Audrey didn't looked pleased about that.

"Bye, Nana," Evelyn hugged Audrey tightly.

"Good-bye honey child," Audrey stated softly. "And for heaven's sakes, eat something. I feel your ribs!"

Evelyn sighed, glancing down at the food as if it were evil and was about to jump off the plate and attack her.

Audrey turned pausing to look at Gibbs. She gestured for him to follow her out the door. Gibbs's eyebrows rose, but he trailed after the wild woman. As soon as they exited the room shutting the door behind them, Audrey turned to Gibbs with a fierce expression. She looked like a Viking prepared for battle, a hand on her purse as if she were ready to beat upside the head and her lips were turned downward in deep frown, as her green eyes stared up at him unflinching.

"You needed something?" Gibbs asked.

"You watch her back, you hear me Agent Gibbs?" Audrey told him sternly. "Or so help me you won't have to worry about your murders, or whatever you deal with, you'll have to worry about me. I will make you pay if she is taken away from me."

"Understood," Gibbs nodded, knowing better than to mess with a woman when in Momma Bear mode thanks to Shannon.

Audrey's expression softened slightly. "You all are really good for her," she confided gently, looking back in the room where Tony was pretending the spoon was an airplane in an attempt to make Evelyn eat the horrible hospital food. She had a feeling that if Evelyn had the strength Tony would soon be lying on the ground with a black eye if he kept it up. "She was so alone, isolated. Even when around others, she just withdrew into herself and kept the world at a distance. That is the first time I ever saw her laugh and really be at ease with other people."

Gibbs's frowned lightly. "Her foster home…the one she came to before you," he stated, lightly, "it was bad, wasn't it?"

Audrey was unsurprised that he had found that information. "The worst," she nodded. "I don't think she will ever fully recover. The…the first month she returned to the homes after they took her out, they just threw her in a room and made no attempt at helping her. Her spirit just decayed…by the time I found her she wouldn't talk, she barely acknowledge the world…even I couldn't completely fix that, as much as I tried." Audrey wiped away a tear.

"She's a good kid," Gibbs tried to comfort her.

"She really is," Audrey sighed. "Well, I leave her in your capable hands, Leroy Jethro Gibbs."

It was only when that Audrey was gone, that Gibbs realized that neither he or Evelyn had introduced himself. So how had Audrey known his full name? He supposed Evelyn could have told her, but his gut was telling him the answer wasn't that simple.

Here he was once again. Dropped in the middle of the barren desert, wind filled with sand flapping at the tattered and unkempt tents, trying to bring down another cell. Ari kept his expression blank as he lied down on his cot, using the power of his mind to will away the icy cold of a desert night as the moon drifted higher and higher into the sky.

He had been right, Eli had ulterior motive for making him fail. Now, Ari was banished to one of the harsh placed in the world with the most ruthless people who if they doubted his sincerity would slice him down without second thought. He could die, or bring down the terrorists. Either way, Eli would win and prove himself in the right for 'punishing' Ari.

Ari snorted, lightly his fingers going to the picture of the woman in his left breast pocket. He knew if anyone found that picture of the red headed, and blue eyes woman, he would possibly tortured or killed. But when Ziva handed it over to him, he just couldn't leave it behind. What are you doing right now, Evelyn Matthews, Gibbs's Girl? He thought to himself. And do I haunt you as you haunt me?

"You have made a remarkable recovery, Agent Gibbs," Dr. Marsters smiled at the other man. "I believe you should be able to get back to work within the week, but I cautious you nothing to strenuous at first. Your shoulder muscles are stilling knitting back together and your arm is going to be weak, and cause some discomfort. I'll write you a prescription if you want-"

"No, thanks doc," Gibbs shook his head. "That's what I have aspirin for," he stated getting down, and headed towards the door after the doctor gave him the papers he had to give to the Director and headed towards the exit when he caught a familiar flash of red hair. His heart lurched in his throat, and for a moment he saw Shannon, then he blinked hard.

It wasn't Shannon. It was Evelyn. And boy, did she look pissed.

"The doctor said I could be released, why aren't I being released?" Evelyn stood in front of a very angry looked head nurse, and look ready to tear the woman's head off.

"You are in no condition to drive home," the head nurse stated, firmly. "You need to call someone to come and get you."

"I ask for you to call me a cab," Evelyn stated. "And please don't say I'm on medication because I am not so high that I don't know my address off the top of my head."

"Why are you calling a cab, Matthews?" Gibbs asked.

Evelyn jumped about a foot in the air and whirled around, almost falling to the ground if she hadn't caught herself on the counter in time. Her blue eyes were wide and she sounded breathless, "Gibbs…boss…sir…what are you doing here?"

Gibbs merely quirked up an eyebrow. "Check up," he replied shortly. "Now why are you calling a cab? Not your grandmother? Or Tony? Or Kate?"

Evie lips pursed. "I didn't want to bother them," she replied quietly.

"Give me a better excuse, Matthews," Gibbs stared down at her with that expression that loosened even the most depraved suspect's tongues.

Evelyn's jaw clenched slightly, before she drew in a breath and let it out. "I don't…I don't want to keep turning to someone when my life messes up. I have to be able to handle things on my own, I can't always have someone there rushing in to be my hero," Evie stated, with a shake of her head.

"Everyone needs help sometimes," Gibbs stated. She gave him a dry look, and he glowered slightly. "Yes, even I need help sometimes, but at least I'm smart enough to admit it. Nurse, it's alright," Gibbs told the woman, "I'll be taking Agent Matthews home."

"And you are?" The head nurse asked.

"Her boss," Gibbs stated shortly. "Come on, Matthews."

Evelyn took a step back, staring at him with uncertainty before hesitantly stepping after him as he headed towards the exit without looking back.

The moment she slid into the passenger's seat, she wished she hadn't. She felt utterly uncomfortable in the silence, which was usually her constant friend and kept trying to come up with things to say. At first she almost commented on work things, but knew that would bring back the uncomfortable mentions of Ari. The memory of his dark eyes, the pain that made her hesitate haunted her completely and she constantly asked herself if she did the right thing.

Gibbs slowed down the car when he saw Evelyn wince, grasping at her hurt leg. He restrained a long sigh, wishing he had grabbed a coffee from the hospital even if it would have been God awful. Evelyn still did not fully trust him, and he didn't blame her. He had made a bad call, and that was solely on him. And he had to find some way to fix it. The car rocked as it made its way up the gravel driveway, and then slid to a halt in front of her house. For a moment they both sat there in an long silence, one waiting for the other to speak up.

"Thanks…for driving me home," Evelyn finally spoke, the words were hard to get out and Gibbs appreciated how hard it was for her to say. Audrey's words from the hospital rang inside his head, "Alone…isolated…they just threw her in a room and made no attempt at helping her. Her spirit just decayed…"

He spoke up as she reached for the door handle. "We are a team, Evelyn. We have your six, and you have ours," Gibbs said, feeling the need to state it. "If you ever need help, it will never be a bother."

Evelyn's mouth worked up and down, fighting for something to say, but she couldn't. She just sent him a grateful look, and nodded then she went to open the door. It wouldn't budge. She pushed on it, and pushed on it then looked at Gibbs awkwardly. "Uh…your door hates me and won't open," she informed him.

Gibbs sighed under his breath, "That damn door always jamming."

He got out of the car and walked around. After giving the door a kick and violent tug it opened up. Evelyn winced as she rose out of it, but she looked at Gibbs, amusement shining in her eyes. "So…isn't there like a NCIS policy about not breaking your cars?" Evelyn shot at him, with a grin.

Gibbs sent her a dry look. "You've been hanging around, DiNozzo too much."

"I didn't mean to," Evie defended herself. "But he's like a fungus, he stays around long enough he just grows on you."

"He is like that," Gibbs smiled.

Evie stood there for an awkward moment, when suddenly she spotted something out of the corner of her eye. "What the…" Evelyn stepped around Gibbs and onto the patio path, then knelt down to inspect some of her plants that sat just below the windows to her house. Her fingers reached out brushing the branches with a deep frown. It could have been the wind. There was storm last night, she thought looking at the cracked limbs.

"Matthews is something the matter?" Gibbs asked, looking down at her.

"No…no," she shook her head, forcing the tension out of her body as she reached out straight the plants limbs and breaking off the broken branches missing how Gibbs raised eyebrows at the gesture. "It's nothing." She turned to face him again, and bit her lip before letting out a soft breath. "Thank you, Gibbs. I…can't tell you how much I appreciate everything…you've done for me."

"It's what a team does, Matthews," he told her, simply.

"A team, huh?" She smiled, being called part of the team. It gave her a sense of belonging that she hadn't felt in long time. Gibbs turned towards his car leaving her to go to the front door, but something held her back. Evelyn stared at the front door, and looked at Gibbs's retreating figure. She stood there for a second, before looking up at the sky sending up a prayer then she called out, "Hey, boss?"

Gibbs paused, and turned around.

"Do you…" She licked her lips. "Do you want to come in for a cup of coffee?" She then hastily added, feeling her anxiety coiling up inside of her ready to spring, "But only for like a minute."

Gibbs smiled crookedly, giving a small shake his head. "Not this time, Matthews," he stated. "You aren't ready for that…" He inclined his head towards her. "Maybe next time."

Evelyn let out a sigh of relief. "Take care, boss," she waved at him.

"Take care," he echoed his response back, and got in his car. Evelyn watched him drive off, before heading into her house. She shut the door and locked it behind her carefully. She stared at the familiar walls, letting the sight of them send waves of calm over her and she sighed, "It's good to be home."

Ari savored the feel of water, heated by the high noon sun, as he washed himself clean. Water out in the desert was scarce, and more sacred than gold. To waste it was considered a crime, and one could be heavily punished for it's misuse. He relished the rare luxury is the hellhole, while sorting through his thoughts. The quicker he gained Asharf's, the leader of the Hamas, trust then the quicker he bring the cell down and get back to figure out Eli's game. He rose out of the makeshift tub, and reached for his pants then pulled them on.

He inclined his head as he passed other men and women in greeting while he headed towards his tent. Ducking underneath the flap, Ari entered only to freeze. "Asharf," he stated, his voice toneless giving away nothing of his surprise seeing the other man there.

Asharf stood tale, like a desert warrior with two jagged scars across his face looking like the ruthless leader that he was. Two other Hamas men at his side. His dark eyes were cold, and unnerving as they stared through Ari. "What is this?" Asharf demanded, holding up the photograph.

It was Ari's photo of Evelyn. Ari cursed himself, knowing he should have suspected them to go through his things at the first chance he got. His mind quickly put together the lie and it rolled of his tongue like second nature, "Behira was her name. She was my fiance."

"She does not look like one of us," Asharf commented, his finger tracing across Evelyn's face. Ari fought hard against every instinct in him waiting him to lunge and take the picture back. "She looks foreign."

"Her mother was from England," Ari explained, lightly. "Her father was one of our people."

Asharf's eyes narrowed and he jerked his head for one of his men to go forward. Ari forced himself to stay still as the man grabbed him by the shoulders then placed a knife right over his heart. "Do you lie to me Haswari? You come out of nowhere, with no food, no clothing on you back saying you wished to join us," Asharf's voice was deadly. "Why are you really here?"

"I am here…to put an end to Mossad," Ari hissed, as the blade dug into his skin.

"Is that so?" Asharf raised an eyebrow. "And why such…animosity towards Mossad?"

Ari's teeth clenched together, as he put the right amount of anger and grief in his voice. "Because they killed her," he swallowed, as the knife bit even further underneath his skin. "They killed Behira."

As he said the lie, Ari held Asharf's gaze never once backing down. Finally Asharf barked out a command and Ari was dropped to the ground. His hand reached up to his wound over his heart. Asharf stood over him, and Ari stared up at him concealing his loathing for the man. Asharf tossed the photo down at him, and stated, "You will be part of our mission. I expect to see you in our tent for debriefing."

"You will," Ari vowed, reaching up and holding the photograph with great care. It had saved his life, and had ensured Asharf's trust. Thank you, Evelyn, he thought to himself as Asharf and his men exited the flap. Now, all Ari had to do wait until the time was right.

Eli sat behind his great desk considering the necessary evils that were in his life. He was leader of Mossad, and a politician, with a great many of enemies some that came under the guise of friendship. He was a hardened, and ruthless man, and as cunning as snake to maintain his position of power. And he would fight to keep it, even if it meant sacrificing his only son.

A knock at the door drew his attention and he straightened his spine, and cooled his expression. "Enter," he ordered.

The wooden door opened and in came Ziva. Her beautiful face looked made out of stone, and her true emotions hidden in the depths of her dark eyes. Eli smiled kindly, "Ziva."

"Father," Ziva's lips tilted upward slightly. She was afterall her father's daughter.

Eli leaned forward slipping into the Director mode. "Report," he stated, looking up at her.

"Ari has checked in," Ziva said, her voice smooth and toneless, but there was a glimmer of pride for her brother. "He has managed to earn Asharf's trust."

Eli arched a brow. He knew one day, the image of Ari would be shattered for Ziva who thought he could do no wrong. The path that Ari had been set on was one bound for death and chaos, he only hoped he would be able to pull Ziva from the same path. "So soon?" He asked.

"Yes," Ziva nodded. "Asharf has sent him on a mission and once he can slip away from the others, he will send all the intel he gathered. Even the location of Asharf's camp."

"This is good," Eli nodded. "But Asharf could slip away by the time we get there," he looked thoughtful. "He must be dealt with before Ari leaves."

Ziva's eyes widened a fraction. "Killing Asharf before going on the mission could compromise his cover. The others could stumble upon him and-" She tried to reason with him.

"It must be done, Ziva," Eli's sharp tone silenced her.

"Yes, father," Ziva's eyes lowered to her feet. "I will send word to Ari right away." She turned, but Eli called out for her to halt. "Yes?" She turned back to him.

"Is there…" Eli gauged her reaction. "Something you wish to tell me?" He finished.

Ziva paused, much unlike her, before she shook her head lightly. "No, father," she stated. "Nothing at all."

Eli was tempted to confront her then and there, but he knew Ziva would eventually come to him and confess why she was snooping into the incident at NCIS. For now, he would merely let it go. "Very well," Eli nodded.

Ziva stared at him a second longer before heading out the door. Eli reached out moving the stack of files and retrieving the one at the bottom. It was labeled: Evelyn Matthews.

END OF CHAPTER!

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