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Censure
Gibbs had known this was coming ever since he found out that Ziva had escaped.
“How could you?” Ziva screamed, her voice filled with censure.
“You brought this on yourself.” Gibbs stated. He really didn’t want to have this conversation, but knew there was no helping it.
“I saved you. Does that not count for anything?” Ziva demanded.
“You are beyond saving. I tried.” Gibbs murmured quietly, almost to himself.
Ziva stared at Gibbs in shock. She hadn’t believed Fornell when he’d said that Gibbs wanted nothing to do with her. Yet, the proof seemed to be staring her in the face. She turned around and saw Tony. “You! This is all your fault.” Ziva snarled.
Tony had already made his peace regarding Ziva and wasn’t about to let her get to him anymore. “I did nothing. This is all you.”
“You will pay for this.” Ziva let out a roar of anger and stormed off. She would find her father and get to the bottom of this. It was like the whole world had gone crazy while she was in a holding cell.
Gibbs and Tony exchanged looks. They probably could have captured her, but she was the FBI’s problem. Gibbs phoned Fornell to let him know that Ziva had come and threatened them.
Fornell was not pleased that they’d just let her go, but Gibbs wasn’t pleased she’d escaped in the first place so he didn’t care.
Right now, they had more pressing worries than Ziva. She had enough problems of her own to deal with before she’d really try to follow through on her threats. Both Tony and Gibbs knew that if the FBI didn’t find her soon that they would have to search her out before she came after them.
The admiral had watched the scene unfold and couldn’t help wondering just what was up with the MCRT. They seemed to attract some of the crazies. He was quite certain that chick was crazier than whoever was after him.

