The Protector

Problems in the ranks

"What the fuck."

"Yeah." Eyal chuckled.

"Wait, why are you so cool about this?" I asked. "The jealousy would still be there."

Eyal shrugged. "I don't get bothered for a few reasons. That is just harmless flirting. Ned knew who she was since the moment he worked with her. He is also aware of who she's mated to and that we are expecting. He would never try anything with her. Besides I trust Ziva." He smiled softly. "I also know that should anything ever happen to me; she will have someone that will love her just if not more than I."

"She doesn't know?"

"No, and I want to keep it that way." Eyal gave me a pointed look. "There is no need for her to know, at least not now."

"Why the hell can we not just be a normal pack."

Eyal laughed. "For many, many reasons."

Time jump: Few days a later

The next Couple of the day we were focused on the protection of the team. Ned had kept his promise of sharing a few of his packmates to cover the team. They weren't too happy about it, but they held their tongues.

Hotch had temporarily relocated himself into Clay's house. His mate was handling all pack issues for the time being. He was had been asked by Eyal to stay behind and help watch the packs. He didn't seem to mind, not to mention the man had months of vacation time racked up. He was practically forced out of the Building. Now he was torturing the poor wolves with his team leader attitude. That man needed a hobby.

Clay and Ned had been busy away from the compound. They had taken a few wolves with them, in hopes of finding any lead to Elijah and his pack.

I still didn't believe Matt had anything to do with the death of Elijah's family. I didn't see my brother willingly hurting a woman and child. For what purpose? Matt knows the damage losing a mate causes someone. To purposely do that with no cause, was not like him. I need to get ahold of him before Ned and his pack did.

The ringing of the phone echoed through the house. Running out of the shower, I jumped over the bed, snatching the phone from the nightstand.

"Hello?" I quickly sat up at hearing a frantic Ziva on the other line. "Ziva? Wh-what are you-I can't hear you! What's wrong?!" She kept going on something about Eyal? "Where are you?" After finally being able to get her to calm down, she blurted out her location. "Do not move! You hear me, do not move!" Keeping the phone on, I quickly got dressed and bolted out of the house.

Jumping over the porch, I landed on all four paws. A few of the pack-mates spotted me, taking action and following me without question. I didn't know what was wrong with Ziva, but I had a feeling this wasn't going to end well.

A few moments before: Third POV

Ziva had just parked her car on the street across from her apartment building. As she crossed the street and looked straight ahead, she frowned at seeing Tony's car parked a few feet in front of her. Glancing up at the building to the window of her apartment, she frowned at seeing no sign of light or movement. She knew Eyal should have arrived moments before she did.

Just as she pulled the building door open, the sound of a shot fired stopped her. It hadn't come from inside the building. Ordering the doorman inside and telling him to call 911, she unholstered her off-duty weapon and took off towards the alley beside the apartments. She could already hear the sirens coming towards her. As she turned the corner, the whole world around her froze. The sound of sirens disappearing along with every other noise around her. Her eyes stared at the fallen man between her and another shadow. Without thinking straight, she broke from her trance and rushed to the fallen man.