Hunter David. (NCIS Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 6

ZIVA'S P.O.V

(2 1/2 WEEKS LATER)

It's been 2 1/2 weeks since Hunter disappeared Tony and I have been together.

"Zee, did you get any leads on where she is?" Tony asked.

"No I have not." I said, " I hope she is-"

I was cut off by the elevator coming up to the third floor and a someone walked out. She looked around and smiled as if she was here before. Her clothes were caked with dirt and her hair was messy. She walked into our area and stood in front of my desk.

"Shalom Ima." she said.

I was a bit shocked for a second then I spoke, "Hunter, are you alright?" 

It is as if I saw Ari again, just a moment of complete shock and happiness that she's okay. Tony and McGee just watched her.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Hunter asked.

Gibbs walked in and took a sip of his coffee.

"Ziva, who's this?"

I saw Hunter's offended expression.

"Gibbs it's me... Hunter.." She said.

Gibbs smiled and then called us to the conference room.

ABBY'S P.O.V

I hugged Hunter as tight as possible even though she was all dirty. She coughed cause I was hugging her to tight and I let go. Gibbs briefed the team on any up coming matters that are in our jurisdiction. 

After the conference Gibbs sent me and everyone else back to their stations. He sent Hunter to shower. Ziva gave her the extra clothes she kept for her if she had soccer. Not to long later Hunter came down to my lab dressed in fresh new clothes, with her dark brown wavy, messy hair fall on her shoulders.

"Hey Abby." Hunter said leaning against the door frame.

"Hey Hunter!" I was litterally bouncing.

"How many caf-POW's did you drink?"

"Hmm... 28 plus 4 is 32!" 

Hunter rolled her eyes. Splitting the image of her mother. 

"Sooooo, Hunter, why'd you disappear?"

She watched me like I was crazy. 'Like a why do you need to know?' face.

"It is not be spoken of. I am sorry Abby but this has nothing to do with anyone except my self and.." She stopped and walked out of my lab. That hurt. I thought we were family to her, like we are to Ziva. What the hell is her deal?

ZIVA'S P.O.V

I saw Gibbs walk into the bullpen angrily. 

"Why so pissed boss?" Tony asked some-what jokingly.

"DiNozzo! This is not a joke!" he shouted, "We have a new case on a dead marine. And the Director wants us to hand it over to the FBI! It's our jurisdiction!"

"Well Gibbs if you're that pissed about say so." Fornell said.

Gibbs glared at him. Fornell and Gibbs exchanged a few words and then Fornell ordered his men to take the case. Gibbs was still pissed. He told Fornell to leave. Silence filled the bullpen afterwards. We went back to working...just not on the case. Eventually Gibbs left to go on a coffee-run. I swear this guy lives off of the damn thing like if its air he needs to breathe. His 13th cup for the day. Not healthy. Tony took this time to throw paper at McGee. Poor Tim. Not always so lucky with Tony. He started to complain. I stifled a laugh every time McGee got hit then complained. It was amusing till I got hit with one.

"Oops. Sorry, sweet cheeks." Tony said.

I grabbed what was closet to me, (Just so happened to be a stapler) threw it at him, hitting him very hard in the arm. 

"Oww... Zee-vah! Watch it!"

SMACK! "Cut it out DiNozzo!" Gibbs barked.

"Sorry, boss!"

"Alright, everyone, go home." Gibbs said.

We all obeyed and grabbed our stuff to head home. I packed up Hunter's things until laughter filled the air. 

"IMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hunter shouted.

"Yes?" 

"CAN WE SEE A MOVIE!!!!!?" 

DiNozzo's eyes lit up. "Yeah Zi, take her to see a movie." He seems on board with the idea.

"Alright, let's go...."

"YEAH!" Hunter and Tony shouted happily. 

"I WANNA SEE FRIDAY THE 13TH!!!!!!!!!!!! AND IT's FRIDAY THE 13th!" Hunter shoted and the top of her lungs.