Chapter 9

Namir put down the glass of water. “So, Ari is dead?”

Ziva nodded.

Namir looked at the glass of water. “Good.”

They were all in the living room again. Everyone was crowded around the Ari look-a-like.

Namir continued on. “Mother always said that Ari was going to be horrible one day. She said that he and I may have looked alike, but he had my father’s ruthlessness. I was more like mother, strong but subtle.”

“How come I never met you or heard of you? How come Ari never mentioned you?” Ziva was eager to hear about this.

“Mother hid me from my father, said I died shortly after birth. After she overheard him talking about his plans for Ari and I. She knew hiding both of us would seem suspicious. Only mother and Ari knew of my existence. Ari was very loyal to mother, but more loyal to father and he was about to tell father about me. Then the bombs struck and killed mother. Ari had been conveniently removed to be with father, and when he heard, he nearly lost it. He ran back to find me and mother. She was dead and I was barely alive. He promised never to tell father about me, because he now knew what our father was. A monster.”

A tear rolled down Ziva’s cheek. She quickly wiped it away.

“He smuggled me into England and I lived my life. I became a martial arts instructor ad used the income to go to Medical School, just like Ari. I liked the idea of healing people. Sometimes talking to them even helped. I taught Karate. Such a cumbersome form of defense. Ari had taught me much more effective defense techniques, but suggested I stay under the radar. He also said that I should not get thrown in jail. Apparently they take photos and take prints. Anyway, I was getting anxious and restless. I never liked staying still too long. And then I saw Ari’s face on TV. They said he was terrorist. So I did some digging, in my own way. It took me about fifteen months, but I finally found out who wanted him.” He turned to Gibbs. “Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. I looked at your team list and found a familiar last name. David. I knew it was not a coincidence, as I do not believe in coincidences…”

DiNozzo and McGee looked at each other and then looked at Gibbs.

“… Special Agent Ziva David. Employed in Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs’ team by NCIS from Mossad. That caught my attention as well. So I did a bit more digging and found my father. Director of Mossad, David. Anger burned in me. But I ignored it and pursued my half sister. I wanted to ask about Ari. To see if I could not help find him. I knew that father had made him angry and dangerous.”

“How do we know you’re not dangerous as well?” muttered Gibbs.

Namir smiled. “Because I am not like my brother. He let hate rule him. It was all that could drive him. If he had not hate, then he wouldn’t be driven. I guess that was what killed him, his lust for danger.” He looked up to Gibbs. “And you were the on who killed him?”

Gibbs nodded.

“Thank you. I would much rather he died like that, then blowing up some place or being buried under bullets by multiple shooters.”

Everyone was silent.

Ziva got up. “I think it’s time to turn in. Night. Namir, I’ll pull out some spare blankets and a pillow.”

“No, I have to go.”

She looked back to him. “Why.”

“I’ve booked into a motel. I have it covered.” He smiled.

“Then I’ll come with you.” Said Ziva. “After all, we have so much to catch up on.”

Namir looked her in the eye for a moment. “Alright. But I’m bringing you back here at 0700.” He smiled at Gibbs.

Pictures of Ari smiling in autopsy flashed through Gibbs’ mind. He knew this was not Ari. He had to move on. And he did. “0630, Actually.”

Namir nodded. Ziva collected her things.

As they walked out the door, Namir turned to Gibbs. “I am sorry, for what Ari did to Gerald, Donald, Miss Sciuto, you and I am incredibly sorry for what he did to Caitlin.”

Gibbs nodded again. He forgave Namir.

Watson was clicking away on the computer faster and faster. McGee could barely keep up.

DiNozzo came up behind them. “Hey what’s this?”

“This is the site that Director David visited the most. We’re hoping to get far enough to find out where he is.” Muttered McGee.

They were in the living room at two of the five laptops. Gibbs was nowhere to be found somewhere in the house. Ziva was with Shepard trying to contact Director David. Fornell was also God knows where in the house. Namir was in the backyard, meditating, much like Ziva. The only different thing is that it was pouring down rain outside.

“How do you know we can trust Namir?” Questioned Watson, not taking his eyes off the screen.

“Because I have done hundreds of interrogations. And it seems logical.”

“But how come you trusted him so quickly, after all he does look exactly like the guy who shot your partner.”

“One difference, Watson.”

“What’s that?”

“Ari had a bad shoulder where Gibbs shot him. Namir does not.”

Watson swore as McGee blew him up. On the computer game they were playing. “I don’t know about your logic.”

“Not many people do. So how does this game help you figure out where David is?”

“It’s not.” Admitted Watson. “I just saw it on the list of the sites he visited and thought I’d give it a go.”

“A grown man who enjoys playing an ugly gargoyle.” Muttered DiNozzo. “And I thought I’d seen it all.”

“You think that’s weird?” said McGee, “I know an old lady who enjoys watching Scar Face and Collateral.”

Namir held himself in the meditative position under the torrents of rain. Gibbs sat on his left in the same position. Fornell sat on Namir’s right in the same position as well, except he had an umbrella in the crook of his arm shading him from the rain.

Namir spoke without opening his eyes. “Thank you, Jethro.”

This casual use of his first name shocked him. He opened his mouth to speak.

“I hope you don’t mind me using your first name, Jethro. I just find it much more relaxing.”

“You’re probably the only one, Namir. Gibbs is a real hard ass.” Muttered Fornell. Well it sounded like muttering against the rain.

“So I’ve heard, Tobias. In fact I’ve heard that he once would have shot you at the first chance.”

“Nothings much changed, has it Tobias?” growled Gibbs. For some reason he was feeling much more relaxed around Namir. No one in the world had ever made him feel this relaxed, except his first wife and daughter. It was strange.

“Nope.” Said Tobias.

The three of them smiled.

Gibbs looked over to Fornell, eyes closed. “Tobias, get rid of that umbrella. This whole exercise is meant to test our endurance.”

Fornell thought about it. He pulled the umbrella closed and laid it beside him.

Shepard and Ziva pulled up outside the bar.

Ziva took her gun out of and hid it in her belt. She turned to Shepard. “Director, I would much rather you stayed here. Something doesn’t feel right about this lead.”

“What makes you say that, Ziva?”

“My gut.”

Shepard looked her in the eye for a moment, and then agreed. “Fine. You go in. If you’re not out in ten minutes, I’m coming in.”

“Deal.” Ziva unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. As she walked up to the club an electric shock shattered through her. Her knees buckled and gave way. She let out a cry and fell to the ground.

Shepard un-holstered her gun as she saw a man shove a taser into the back of Ziva’s neck. She went down fast. Shepard opened the door. As she did she saw the man turn around with a pistol in his hand. He fired three times. The first bullet ricocheted off the car, the second and third hit her in the right shoulder. Shepard dropped her gun and let out a yell of pain. The man jumped forward and hit her in the face. He pushed her into the back of the car. Ziva groaned. She heard a car motor start and she jumped to her feet. She pulled a hidden gun from her ankle. She spun around and fired at the fast escaping car. It made a left. Ziva turned and spotted an alleyway that lead to the other side of the street. She ran through it and cam out just behind the car. She fired five rounds… at the wheels. The car screeched and came to a halt. It bounced up and down a bit, then a bullet cam through the back windshield at Ziva. She ducked and jumped back onto the sidewalk. The bullets kept coming at her. She jumped on to a coffee table and shot at the back left wheel. It hit the hubcap and made no real effect. The man in the car fired again and scratched Ziva across the arm. She clutched her arm. It was a shallow wound. She fired again. She hit each time but the bulletproof glass didn’t give way. The car bounced bit more and the car started driving again. Ziva jumped off the coffee table and pounded after the car.

It escaped around a corner. Ziva screamed. “Director! JENNY!” she cried as she stopped.

To Be Continued…

Hey fans! Just the cast of the episode. I had to make up CIA Special Agent Grant Watson and Director David, even though you haven’t seen Director David yet, I still thought I should involve him in the cast. Obviously if it were a real episode Tom Cruise would have a ton of makeup on to make him look old. I just thought he looked a bit like Rudolf Martin (Ari/Namir), and I always wanted Brendan Gleeson to be Agent Watson. I just thought he would be good. Incase you don’t know, Brendan Gleeson played Mad Eye Moody in Harry Potter four and the sheriff guy in Lake Placid. If you don’t know who Tom Cruise is then you’re a lost cause.

Enjoy the suspense while you’re waiting for part two.

Cheers, Dylan.

Cast (In no particular order).

Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs (Boss) – Mark Harmon

Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo (Tony) – Michael Weatherly

Special Agent Timothy McGee (Probie) – Sean Murray

Special Agent Ziva David – Cote de Pablo

Director Jenny Shepard (Jen) – Lauren Holly

Doctor Donald (Ducky) Mallard – David McCallum

Jimmy Palmer (Autopsy Gremlin) – Brian Dietzen

Abigail Sciuto (Abby) – Pauley Perrette

FBI Special Agent Tobias Fornell – Joe Spano

CIA Special Agent Grant Watson - Brendan Gleeson

Special Agent Paula Cassidy – Jessica Steen

Mossad Director David – Tom Cruise

Namir Haswari – Rudolf Martin