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Summer leaned forward and put her hands on the desk, a lock of hair slipping over her shoulder. Very precisely, she put her hands so their fingertips were barely touching. “I need you to get me into Israel.”
She glared up at the woman, he eyes narrowing, she could feel the other agent’s eyes burning into her back but she dare not turn around. “And why should I help you -” she trailed off the the NCIS visitor identification tag hanging from her shirt, “Summer? Why should I help you?”
“Because in general it’s not a good idea to tell SHIELD no. And the next person they send won’t be as nice as I am.” Summer’s smile was, indeed, nice, but with a hint of an edge.
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Summer blinked, startled. “Wait, what? I don’t know any Tony Dinozzo.” She shook her head, dismissing it. “Anyway nobody brought me here, I’m here for you.”
A shiver ran up the Israeli’s spine and her jaw locked, out of all the things that could happen it had to be this. Ziva regained her composure, her brow raising slightly, a look of displeasure upon her features, “and why would you be doing such a thing?”
Summer leaned forward and put her hands on the desk, a lock of hair slipping over her shoulder. Very precisely, she put her hands so their fingertips were barely touching. “I need you to get me into Israel.”
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“‘Friends’ is probably putting it a little mildly.”
The woman chuckled, twirling a pen around in her hand before she abruptly sat forward, her hands flat on her desk. “You do realize you’re not meant to be in here right? Dinozzo did this last time — brought a girl here and it went horribly.”
Summer blinked, startled. “Wait, what? I don’t know any Tony Dinozzo.” She shook her head, dismissing it. “Anyway nobody brought me here, I’m here for you.”
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”Let me guess, you’re one of Tony’s — friends?”
“‘Friends’ is probably putting it a little mildly.”