Gibbs may have been ok with the DiNozzo's staying together in one room, but there wasn't any way he was going to question them together. McGee escorted Tony back to the Director's office so Gibbs could question him.

"How long have you been a member of Mossad?" Gibbs asked as he sat down across from Tony.

"Six years." Tony answered without even having to think. "I started training when I was 26."

"And what made you want to join their agency?"

"Would you believe me if I said I just felt like it?"

Gibbs studied him for a moment. "Tell me about meeting your wife."

Tony leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "It's not a very interesting story, I don't think you'd be into it."

Gibbs looked at him, a smirk on his face. "Try me."

Tony gave a sigh and looked up at the ceiling. "I joined Mossad after traveling Europe and finding my way to Israel. They were reluctant to let me in, with me being from America. But after they saw my sniper skills they knew they needed me." Tony smirked. "Ziva was assigned by the Director to be my primary instructor."

Gibbs studied him. "When did things change between you two?"

Tony's face sobered. "It was the final group assignment. They send you to a part of the country where government doesn't exist. They hide an officer in enemy territory and you have to get them out." Tony sighed, remembering that day. "We were yards from our target when we took fire. I…got separated from the group. The enemy was closing in and I was stranded. The rest of the group left me, like they were supposed to."

"But not her."

Tony shook his head. "That's the only time I've ever seen her disobey a direct order. She took out all three men in hand to hand combat, never once touched her gun." He smiled.

"So if it wasn't for her, you'd be dead." Tony didn't reply. "You owe her your life."

Tony looked up, his eyes dark. "She is my life, Agent Gibbs."

"Tell me about Kidon."

Tony narrowed his eyes. "I'm not familiar with it."

"Really?" Tony watched as Gibbs placed several photos on the table. "Cause looking at these, you are." The photos were of Tony in the dessert of Israel, guns slung over his shoulder. Ziva was present in all of them as well.

Tony looked down at his hands. "Do you know what Kidon means in Hebrew?" Gibbs shook his head. "Bayonet. It's a special department within Mossad. Handpicked, specialty training, undercover assignments."

"How undercover?"

Tony smirked. "As much as needed."

"Like, pretending to be married?"

Tony's eyebrows shot up. "Is that what you think?" Gibbs didn't respond, which brought out a laugh from Tony. "I guess it's understandable. An American being accepted into Mossad, marrying the daughter of the director," He gave a nervous chuckle. "It's crazy, right?"

"I'm not sure I believe The Director of Mossad let his daughter marry an American."

Tony chuckled again. "He knew Ziva wouldn't listen to him. She's had a mind of her own since she was born." Gibbs stayed silent. "Eli never truly agreed with our relationship. He let me into Mossad, but I'm sure he wasn't planning on me marrying his daughter. Luckily he's learned to accept it.'"

Gibbs studied him. "Did you kill Admiral Williams?"

Tony leaned forward. "Ziva and I are here to take out a terrorist cell. No offense Agent Gibbs, but I don't care about the US Navy."

Gibbs stood and opened the door to speak to someone. A few minutes later Kate escorted Ziva into the room. As they passed one another, the couple shared a look. Tony looked one more time over his shoulder before following McGee out.

Gibbs studied the Mossad officer as she sat down, her arms crossed across her chest. "Your file is quite impressive, Officer DiNozzo."

"Toda."

"How many men have you killed?"

Ziva didn't flench. "Enough."

"In my experience, you keep track. Even if you don't realize it." Gibbs remarked, as he looked at her file.

"I've been a member of Mossad for over ten years Agent Gibbs. I am sure you can do the math."

Gibbs nodded. "You and Anthony seem to work well together."

"You are surprised?"

"I just find it interesting that an American citizen would be welcomed into Mossad so easily."

Ziva chuckled. "No one said it was easy. Tony proved himself. More than once."

Gibbs looked up from his papers. "Tell me about the mission to Somalia."

Ziva's face paled. Gibbs stayed silent as she collected her thoughts. Finally, she turned her focus to a wall behind him. She spoke, her voice soft. "I did not think I would live through it…"

"You were sent there by your Father?"

She turned back to look at him. "I volunteered."

"A revenge mission." Gibbs supplied. "For your sister."

"If that is what you want to think."

"Who rescued you?"

Ziva's face broke out into a grin. "Tony." Her voice was still soft, but more loving.

Gibbs leafed through his papers. "Wasn't he a new officer at this point?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"And the Director sent him? Alone?" Gibbs asked, looking at up at her. The thought of sending a probie agent into a terrorist camp was unthinkable.

Ziva shook her head. "No, my Father did not send him. Tony went on his own. There was one other officer with him, but he did not make it."

"It's impressive that he made it there and back alive."

Ziva smirked. "I trained him well."

Like with Tony, Gibbs stood and made his way to the door to call one of his agents in. Kate appeared and waited as Ziva stood up from the table as Gibbs made his way back to his chair.

"Take Mrs. David to her partner." Gibbs told his agent, intentionally getting Ziva's last name wrong.

"It is DiNozzo. David is my maiden name."

Gibbs studied her. "I'm surprised your Father let you change it."

Ziva smiled and gave a laugh. "You know my Father?" Her tone was the most sarcastic he had heard since she had arrived.

"I know your family is prominent in Israel, in Mossad. He would never want his name forgotten." Ziva nodded. She was by the door when Gibbs spoke again. "What did your Father say about you marrying Anthony?"

Ziva's eyes met Gibbs'. "Nothing. He had no say, and he knew I wouldn't listen." She glanced at the door then back to him. "I can understand how it looks, Agent Gibbs. But it is not like that. I love him. I always have."

-.-.-.-

NCIS had finally gotten ahold of Mossad and now Tony and Ziva were once again being escorted to another room. As they walked a loud voice echoed through the hall.

"Gibbs, Gibbs!" Tony and Ziva turned to see a black haired woman running towards them. She stopped next to McGee, breathing loudly. "I found something." She glanced at Tony and Ziva and Agent Gibbs waved his hand, silently telling her they were ok. "The fingerprint pulled from the crime scene? It was fake." McGee opened his mouth and Abby held up her hand to his face.

"Fake? But you got a match in the system." Kate said.

"Yes, but I looked at it a bit closer. It's clearly a duplicate. Someone took Officer DiNozzo's print, copied it, probably with a glove, and placed it at the scene." She glanced at Tony and Ziva, a grin on her face. "You guys were set up!"

-.-.-.-

After speaking to Abby, Gibbs led them into the dark room of MTAC where Director Vance was standing in front of a large screen. Tony turned himself around in a circle. "This is incredible! Zi, you gotta talk to your Father, we need one of these." While Gibbs smirked, Ziva simply glared at her husband.

"Director David coming online sir." One of the techs said.

Vance nodded. "Thank you."

Seconds later the face of Eli David appeared on the screen. Tony gulped. The man was intimidating in person on his best day. Seeing him on a screen, several times his normal size was worse.

"Leon, what is the meaning of this? Why do you have my officers in your custody?"

"Shalom to you too Eli."

Eli frowned at his screen. "Ziva, Anthony, are you alright?"

"We are fine, Abba." Ziva said softly.

"Then what is the meaning of this?"

"They've been placed in protective custody Eli." Vance replied.

"We've been framed!" Tony interrupted, quite loudly, and Ziva elbowed him.

"Framed?" His eyes settled on his daughter. "What happened?"

Ziva started to speak but Gibbs beat her to it. "We have reason to believe your officers are being framed for the death of a Navy Admiral." He said from his seat behind them.

"And who are you?"

Gibbs stood and made his way towards the screen. "Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs."

"Do you know who is behind this?"

Gibbs shrugged. "We're working on it."

"Working on it?" Eli glanced at Vance. "If you know they did not do it, then release them. They have work to do."

"You mean killing a man?" Gibbs asked.

Eli leaned back in his chair and smirked. Gibbs couldn't help but notice that he and his daughter had the same smirk. "Last time I checked, NCIS did not concern themselves with Israel."

"We do when it affects the Navy."

"Gibbs…" Vance interrupted. He turned back to the screen. "I understand that you have your way of doing things there Eli, but we cannot allow Mr. and Mrs. DiNozzo to leave, knowing they intend on killing someone on US soil."

"It is none of your business!" Eli shouted and Ziva and Tony jumped.

"It is my business Eli. I suggest you talk to Sec Nav. If it is of importance to take this individual down, then maybe they will look the other way. Until then, we will be holding Mr. and Mrs. DiNozzo here, for their own safety."

"Very well." Eli looked at Ziva. "Ani etkasher ele'cha."

Ziva nodded. "Shalom Abba." Vance signaled to the tech to cut the feed and the screen went black.

-.-.-.-

Ani etkasher ele'cha - Call me.

This story is starting to take on a mind of its own! Some of the upcoming chapters are my favorite parts. I hope anyone who is reading enjoys them!