Breaking rule 12.

arriving

TONYS POV

planes with Ziva are fun.

I can annoy her so very much.

All the in flight movies! So much fun! She was sat beside me, almost the entire journey, paranoid that anyone who looked in slightest bit Israeli was Mossad and were going to try and kill her. Of course she was wrong about them trying to kill her, I can't say if they were or weren't Mossad. But after a while she fell asleep and left me to watch Buffy the vampire slayer alone. Apparently me quoting the entire movie didn't help her paranoia

At the terminal in Tel Aviv, there were more than usual men dressed in black.

"I feel like I living in men in black nowadays, just some big ugly aliens to appear at the would complete it." I said, smiling walking my suitcase out of the airport.

"I have not seen that movie." Ziva said flatly.

"Oh well you should its got aliens and time travel..." she sighed loudly, I glanced across at her monotone face.

"I would have thought you would be happy being home."

"Someone is going to kill me Tony. I am not overly happy."

I sighed "Ziva. Optimism. We've seen nothing to actually suggest your a.." she stared at me. "Shutting up."

"Let's just find Gibbs ok?" She grumbled as Abbs ran up to us.

"Tony!" She smiled, hugging me.

"Hey Abbs! Everyone ok?" I asked, she nodded.

"Gibbs at the safe house?" Ziva asked putting the suitcases in the car Abbs drove.

"You mean safe sewer." Abbs got into the car, driving, with me and ziva following. Me calling shotgun with Ziva getting in the back.

"It's not really a sewer is it?" I asked

"Yes. A few rooms off a sewer passage." She grumbled.

"Well there goes a hope of a romantic weekend break away." I received a glare from ziva in the mirror.

"No...okay...everything is a touchy subject. Mental note made"

"Tony. For once I really do not want to stay here. Alright. So let's just get on with our job."

"What actually are we doing here? Just out of interest. It's not a social call I'm taking it?" Abbs asked, pulling into the lanes of traffic and slowly driving us to our..base for use of a better word.

Ziva sighed and I guess expected me to answer. Not that I really knew why we were there either. To find some Israeli who knew the Sigtons and was Mossad and had some beef with Ziva or her family.

That shortens the list then

"Abby we are to find the person who wants me dead and who probably killed off his cell in Washington DC because they were ineffective." Ziva said Realising I was not going to answer for her.

"Oh. No offence but isn't that like everyone in Mossad." She said quietly, pulling into a back street where she parked the car and told us to get out and follow her. Which we did; down a relatively small pathway that quickly led underground and became a stinking hole.

"It may be a lot of them but not all."

"Well let's start to shorten the list down." Gibbs walked towards us with McGee.

"Boss" I turned walking back towards the car in the same direction as them.

"We've been tracking two former NCIS agents. They Turned to Mossad a few years ago. They are currently on the beach using a Wifi cafe." McGee told us as we got back into the car leaving Abby.

"You have been buisy McGee."

Ziva sat beside me, wafting her gun in my face.

"We'll watch them for a while. If a situation goes south we act" Gibbs told us.

The journey was short and the conversation scarce, everyone was tense. Ziva sat the entire time Staring out of the window. Never once looking at anyone else in the car.

"Ziva." Gibbs barked getting out of the car and walking down to the beach area, talking to Ziva. I was a little way behind so I could hear what was being said.

"Are you gonna be okay on this one?"

"Yes Gibbs."

"You sure?"

She nodded: McGee threw a bag at me and said something.

"Shhh!" I replied.

"Stay professional. If you need to at the end of all this you can stay here."

In Israel.

By her self.

Alone.

Leave NCIS

"I'll let you know."

"I know"