"There's a secret department in the Mossad, called the Kidon. Highly trained, fearless. They were formed after the war to track down Nazi's. Now they come after all enemies who would harm Israel." -NCIS: Los Angeles
-.-.-.-
As soon as they walked into the NCIS building Gibbs had them turn in all their weapons. Kate watched as Ziva passed over two guns and a knife, then Tony's gun. Once everything had been processed, the agents led them through the building.
Ziva studied the military personnel as they walked. "All of these people are in the military?" She questioned, looking around.
"Yeah, the uniforms are kinda a dead give away." Tony quipped.
She leaned closer to Tony. "Then why aren't they armed?"
"Because we're in America." He answered. "And the machine guns would just get in the way." Kate looked back at him and he flashed a smile. After she turned back around he let out a sigh. He loved his wife, but her ideas of America often frustrated him.
McGee met them in the bullpen as they stepped off the elevator. Kate could tell by the way he looked that whatever he was going to say, Gibbs wasn't going to like it.
"What McGee?"
"Boss, Director Vance wants to see you." He glanced at Tony and Ziva. "Them too." Gibbs sighed and motioned for everyone to follow him.
Gibbs walked right by the Director's secretary, not saying a word. Once everyone was in the room, he spoke. "Something you need Leon?"
Ziva and Tony looked at one another, shocked with how Gibbs was addressing the NCIS Director. Tony could only imagine what Eli David would do if one of his officers spoke to him like that.
"I would have appreciated a heads up, Gibbs. You can't just arrest two Mossad officers and expect me to go along with it."
"I didn't arrest them. Not officially."
"Still, this is not how we handle questioning international agents." Vance turned to McGee. "Contact the Mossad Embassy, tell them we have two of their officers in our custody."
"No!" Ziva's voice echoed throughout the room as everyone, even her husband turned to look at her. Ziva closed her eyes and took a breath. "I am sorry. Do not contact the Embassy, there is no need."
Vance studied her for a moment. "That's protocol Mrs,"
"David." She glanced at Tony. "David-DiNozzo."
Vance raised his eyebrows as Gibbs looked at the ceiling. "As in Eli David, Director of Mossad?"
Ziva nodded. "Yes. I am his daughter. Please, contact my Father."
Vance nodded. "Very well. While I do that Agent Gibbs will be speaking to the two of you."
Ziva nodded. "We understand." Tony moved forward and took Ziva's hand in his. She squeezed it before giving him a tense smile.
As Gibbs spoke to his agents Tony turned to look at his wife. "You wanna fill me in? Why are we not contacting the Embassy?" He whispered. This was now the second time she had refused to call them.
"Someone is behind this."
"Ziva…"
"It all makes sense Tony!"
"What does?"
"The men at the airport, the car outside our target's house. There is a mouse,"
"Rat."
"In Mossad. My…" She paused to glance at their chaperones.
Tony tilted his head. "Your what?"
She turned back to him. "My gut, tells me so." The two of them locked eyes briefly. Turning away Tony sighed. "If you do not believe me…"
"No, I believe you." She nodded as he moved towards her to place a kiss on her head.
"You have my back?" She whispered into his shirt, hoping the agents could not hear them.
"Ken Sweet Cheeks. I've always had your back." Her chest constricted hearing him not only say he was behind her, but him speaking Hebrew.
Their meeting with Vance done, the agents led Tony and Ziva to the conference room. As Gibbs shut the door, McGee looked at him surprised. "Boss, what about your number one rule?"
"What are they gonna do McGee? Make a plan?"
"Well yeah."
"They've had a plan from the beginning." He glanced at the door. "Protect one another."
-.-.-.-
Back down in the bullpen Gibbs turned to McGee. "Ok, wha'd you find?"
McGee aimed the remote at the plasma, bringing up Ziva's photo. "Ziva DiNozzo, daughter of Mossad Director Eli David. Only David child still alive."
"Of how many?" Kate asked.
"Three. The youngest, Tali David was killed in a Hamass suicide bombing when she was 16. The oldest, Ari Haswari, apparently went rouge and tried to assassinate Eli." McGee looked at Gibbs. "Ziva took him out."
"She killed her brother?" Kate stared at the screen.
"Half brother." Gibbs replied.
"Still."
Gibbs shrugged. "Protect the agency at all costs. Things are different over in Israel Kate. She's been trained to protect Mossad first, family second. What else McGee?"
"She started Mossad training at age 16. By 20 she was an officer. By 23, she was an instructor. That's when she and Anthony met. By 25 she was the first female member of the Kidon unit."
"Which is?"
"The top level of Mossad."
Gibbs nodded. "Impressive. Anthony?"
McGee clicked the remote, bringing up a photo of Tony. "Anthony DiNozzo Junior. Spent most of his teenage years in boarding school. Graduated from Ohio State, where he played basketball. A few years later he bought a one way ticket to Israel."
"And ended up in Mossad." Gibbs said.
McGee nodded. "He's the first documented American to become a member of Mossad. Once he was an official member, it seems he and Ziva were paired up quite often. Eventually they were assigned as the first Kidon pair. From what information I can find, it looks like they were mainly given assignments outside of Israel."
"Outside?" Kate asked and McGee nodded again.
"The Kidon unit's main focus is defending Israel from enemies, so they focus on those within their country. But, as we know, there are enemies abroad."
"And who less suspicious to send to a foreign country, than a married couple?" Gibbs remarked and the team turned to look at the screen, where Ziva and Tony's photos sat.
-.-.-.-
After two years in Mossad, Tony had been on ops before, both solo and with Ziva. But this time, something just didn't feel right. They were sitting in a café, having already tailed their target for a few blocks. He had gone into a store and Ziva had figured it would be better to wait outside instead of following him in.
"It's been over twenty minutes." Tony whispered.
"Relax Tony, it will be fine."
Tony scrunched his eyebrows and grimaced. "I dunno…something doesn't feel right Zi."
"What makes you say that?"
"Call it a gut feeling."
She glanced up at him, the paper she was pretending to read blocking part of her face. "I have told you before Tony, it is called gas."
He was about to respond when he saw their target exit the building, a bag under his arm.
"Malachi, you getting this?" He asked, aiming his sunglasses with a secret camera at the target.
"I see him. He is carrying something, might be what he is supposed to deliver to the currier."
"What do you want us to do?" Ziva murmured, laying her paper down.
"Get up, slowly. Follow him for a few blocks, then take him."
"Got it." Tony stood and began walking, Ziva a few feet behind him.
After a few blocks Ziva gave Tony a nod and moved to the other side of the street. As Tony walked he shook his head. "I'm telling you, this doesn't feel right."
"DiNozzo," Before Malachi could finish his sentence, the man stopped and pulled a detonator out of the bag.
"ZIVA!" Tony rushed across the street, grabbing Ziva and pulling her to the ground as the bomb and man exploded.
Back at Mossad headquarters, the three of them stood before the Director. While Malachi was clean, Tony and Ziva were covered in dirt and ash.
"It looks like you could learn something from officer DiNozzo, Malachi. His 'gut feeling' seems to have been right."
"Director, there are many ways he could have known we were tailing him, feelings have nothing to do with it."
"Never the less, as team leader you are supposed to be aware. They are the ones putting their lives on the line. This cannot happen again."
Malachi swallowed. "I assure you Director, it will not."
Eli studied him. "Good. Now go. I need to speak to the two of them alone." Malachi bowed his head and made his way out of the room. Eli moved around his desk and sat down in his chair. "I have a new assignment for the two of you."
Tony scrunched his brow. "Sir?"
"There has an opening in the Kidon unit." Tony heard Ziva gasp. He glanced at her then turned his attention back to the Director. "We are in need of a team who can carry out assignments outside our jurisdiction. This requires two agents who can work together and understand one another. That is why I have chosen the two of you."
Tony glanced at Ziva again. "Thank you Sir,"
"Thank you Abba."
Eli nodded. "Keep in mind this is not normal Mossad work. You will be held to a higher standard. You will be working outside of Israel, with little help from us. You must be able to accomplish these tasks on your own. Understood?" The two of them nodded. "Good. Go get cleaned up. We will discuss training later."