SO I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS STORY BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN MEANING TO WRITE IT DOWN FOR AGES! SORRY IN ADVANCE FOR ANY SPELLING OR PUNCTIONATION (I THINK I SPELT THAT WRONG) MISTAKES AS MY ENGLISH IS NOT VERY GOOD! HOPE YOU ENJOY READ ON...

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS SADLY! EXCEPT ALEX!

Chapter 1: Tel Aviv and Meetings

Ziva POV

This was defiantly not what I was planning to do on our week off. I love Israel but getting sent there for a meeting with my father wasn't what I had in mind. Apparently my father requested it and the director decided it would be good and I can't say no to her without losing my job sooo... Here I am sitting in a plane with Tony (my protection and another reason I wasn't told) . I know Jenny knew something more and my father told her not to say anything but if she was willing to send me to Israel it is something big. Tony was completely oblivious to my sour mood and was just excited about being in Israel for long enough to actually see some sights. Luckily the flight was almost over so I wouldn't have to kill him for constantly asking what we could do or when could we go to the beach.

"We will be landing in five minutes please buckle your seat belts for a safe landing."

We both stayed silent as the voice faded out as quickly as it came, I knew tony was dying to ask me a question but after giving him a look he decided he valued his life to much. Walking off the privet jet Officer Hadar met us.

"Hey, Hadar nice to see you again mate." Tony said offering his hand, Officer only glared at him, didn't make an attempt to be civil.

"Agent Dinozzo. Officer David," he said sharply.

"Special Agent David." I corrected and he gave me a sour look. "Just take us to my father." I said and he led us to the car. I stared out the window as the scenery flew past. It all came back to me as I watched the familiar view of a path I have driven so many times in my past. I missed Israel so much but being here I couldn't help but miss America now. Especially Ryan, my boyfriend. It is weird saying that word, we had been together for 6 months now. He got on with everyone at work, except Tony. Tony despised him from the first day they met. He learnt his lesson though when I had a go at him for not even trying. But considering he was drunk at the time I don't think it sunk in as he still gets moody or annoyed whenever I mention Ryan at all. Saying that he had a bad feeling about him or I didn't deserve him. I know Ryan wouldn't hurt me though. He said he loved me months ago and continues to tell me that even when I said I couldn't say it back yet. He promised I could call him anytime of the day while I am here. He is sweet and romantic not to mention undeniably hot. I missed him but knew I would see him soon. Tony tried a conversation with Hadar but it was obvious he was just being sarcastic. It only took a few minutes for us to arrive at Mossad but when I looked out the window we weren't there. We were at the house. My childhood home. I tensed and the other two immediately noticed but didn't comment. Something was wrong, Aba never went home claiming Mossad was his home. It was only a place for me, Tali and Ari to grow up in. It only brought back sad memories.

"He is in his office. Follow me." Officer Hadar said getting out the car.

"I know where I am going. I did grow up here." I said and Tony sent me a look and then took in the house. It wasn't really a house more of a mansion. It had 4 floors, 13 bedrooms, 3 offices, 2 living rooms, a servants quarter (really just a couple of spare rooms for the maid and butler) a large kitchen and a 42 acre garden. All the furniture is all expensive, too expensive, and it was all vintage. You could see a couple of balconies from the front. There was a swimming pool and jacuzzi in the back garden. I lead a stunned Tony up the 2nd floor, where I knew my father would be. I had never described where I grew up because I never thought it matters. I knew not many kids grew up in a house like this but I was just used to it. It was more of a Mossad house as a load of important out of town connections would stay here whenever around. Tony had recovered from his shock by the time we stood in front of the door of my fathers office. For the first ever time I didn't knock I just went in, my father would shout at me if I ever did that when I was younger. The office had a mahogany desk with a giant plush spinning chair behind with two smaller ones in front. Papers were all neatly stacked across the desk and filing cabinets dotted the walls. Two windows were behind him overlooking the garden and swimming pool. My Aba sat behind the desk and looked up when we walked in.

"Ziva! Shalom!" He said and came from behind the desk to hug Me. Both Tony and I tensed but I shortly hugged him back. He gestured for us to sit down. "Agent Dinozzo." Eli said with a cold look that Tony mirrored without answering.

"Shalom Aba." I said as he sat back down across from us. "What did you ask me here for?" I didn't want to waist time with pleasantries.

He took his glasses off, wiping his forehead and pinching the bridge of his nose. "It isn't so simple to give you a straight answer, Zivaleh." He said, "but I will try. As you know I had Ari before I found your Ima. And he came when his own mother died, well... I had a daughter with someone else as well-"

"What!?" I shouted standing up, "I have a half sister! That you never thought to tell me about!" I was mad, I thought that I had no family left and I still do why is he telling me now.

"Calm down, Ziva. By the time I was told you were in America." Eli said.

"I won't calm down! I have a sister and you have known for years and never thought to tell me!" I shouted at him.

"Ziva-"

"No. Why!? Why did you never tell me!?" I felt a hand on the top of my back, which instantly calmed me. Tony. I looked up at him he had stood up beside me watching. When I had calmed down he sat back down and so did I. I didn't look at my Aba but knew he was watching us closely.

"As I was saying..." he continued, "I had a girlfriend for a couple of months. She didn't tell me that she got pregnant until a few years ago when the child was diagnosed with breast cancer. She went into remission for a while after and I visited her a couple of times. Her name is Chloe. Her mother died a year after I found out. Ziva, I never told you was because I believed she was going to die but when she went into remission it was too late, it had been too long I was worried you would become mad at me."

"And now?" I asked.

"I am telling you now because she died yesterday after relapsing. And she herself had a daughter. You and I are her only living relatives. Which is why I have told you, her father dies before she was born. She has been staying with some Mossad Officers, but she does not understand Hebrew only English so it is hard for her to understand people. I asked you here, to tell that if you do not take the child into your custody she will stay here and start training for Mossad." He said. What I have a niece? And he wants ME to take her in?

"What?" I sat there shocked and looked over at tony. He was stunned as he stared at my father like he had grown a third head. "You can't possible think I can make a decision just like that. I do not know the first thing about children!" I was shocked how could my father think I would just be fine with this taking I child into my care when all I have been trained to be or do is an assassin not a mother. I was shocked when Tony spoke up in our silence.

"How old is she?" He asked.

"2 or 3 I think." Aba answered and Tony looked confused that he didn't know his own granddaughters age but I wasn't surprised.

"What's her name?" Tony asked and Eli looked taken aback and confused.

"I am not sure... I can get them to bring her in, they will be able to tell you."

"You mean you don't even know your granddaughters name?" Said Tony leaning forward.

"I am a very busy man, Agent Dinozzo." And At that moment I realised I had to do it. I couldn't leave a little girl in a country where she didn't even speak the language. But I didn't know the first thing about looking after a child.

"I will do it. May I meet her?" I said and they both looked shocked at my quick agreement Tony had a huge grin on his face whereas my father looked slightly sad. Aba nodded he pressed a button on the receiver on his desk.

"Mary, bring the child up." He said and we all sat in silence as we waited. Only five minutes later the door slowly opened and the maid walked in with a very small child behind her. The child had brown curly hair and bright blue eyes. She wore some scruffy old pink shorts and a pink vest. Her eyes studied us as ours studied hers. A purple backpack was slung over her shoulder and she clutched a teddybear. Panic struck me as I looked at this little girl she clearly needed taking care of. But I cannot care for a child I am unable, I just can't i don't know anything about them. I looked up at the other two. Aba had gone back to a bit of paperwork and didn't even glance at his granddaughter before him. Tony looked up at me with a smile on his face, once looking at me he saw my panic. He was the only one who could read me no matter what. He stood up and walked towards the small girl. He knelt down so he was at her level and held out his hand.

"Hello, my name is Anthony Dinozzo. But you can call me Tony. What it is your name?" He said and she gently reached out and shook his giant hand compared to her tiny one.

"Alex." She whispered almost in audible.

"Well, Alex, it is very nice to meet you." He turned around and pointed at me. "That's Ziva. She's gonna be looking after you, okay?" He spoked so softly I had never heard such tenderness in his voice. I gave out a small wave when she looked at me but didn't speak.

"What about Mommy?" Alex asked and I immediately tensed but Tony didn't miss a beat.

"Mommy isn't here right now, sweetie." He said, then pointed at the bear in her arms, "What's this ones name?"

"That's Maple. Mommy brought her the day I was born." She said with a smile.

"Well did you name her?" He asked and she nodded. "That's a very pretty name, Alex. Maple must be the same age as you then, how old are you?" Tony asked.

"3."

"Wow, that means your a gonna be a big girl soon. Doesn't it?" He said and she nodded again her smile growing. "Do you wanna come sit with us while we talk about some other things and then you can come with us. She nodded and took Tony's hand as he lead her over to the chair. Realising there wasn't a spare chair he picked her up and placed her on his lap as he sat down. I was speechless I never knew tony was good with children.

"You know we arranged for you to stay a week as social services wish for you to get to know her before taking her to America and that Chloe's funeral is in 3 days." Hearing her mothers name Alex's head snapped up to look at Eli, he didn't take notice. "We needed Agent Dinozzo here to sign for her also as she is being taken to another country you need someone close to you to be able to make sure everything is fine on your part." My Aba said and I looked to Tony, he nodded but didn't lookup from the little girl in his lap as she played with her bear. A small smile appeared on my face at the scene and I had no clue why, I just found it adorable. We have a car outside waiting for you, her clothes will be brought down and Ziva you know where you are staying. Money has been placed in your banks for your stay here and the funeral is on Tuesday at 11 the reading of her will is the same time the next day. on Saturday if you are keeping her you need to go to the embassy and sign the forms otherwise drop her of here. Your flight is Saturday night. You are dismissed." He said without looking up once from the document he was reading. Tony sent me a look of question as to why he had turned even more hostile and I just shrugged. We stood up Tony placing Alex on his hip. Like a natural, I thought then turned to my Aba.

"Shalom." I said and he didn't even answer as we left.