With the help of a Child
Summary: When Ziva returns from Somalia her therapist decides to use a healing mechanism that isn't used often. A child will help Ziva over come what has happened to her in those months in the desert. And Ziva will learn things about herself she never knew before.
Pairings: Tiva
Chapter 1
"You really think something like that would help?" Ziva turned to her therapist, questioning his motives. "We're not positive but your case Ziva, its unlike one we have ever had. We think it might work, do not worry though. Maya doesn't speak. I guess she could if she ever needed to or wanted too but she just doesn't. She is a good listener, me and my colleagues think she might help you get stuff off your chest from those months of solitude." Her therapist Dr. Graves had been trying to get Ziva to talk about her time in the desert and thought that this might be a good approach.
"I do not agree with this but if it will get me to pass the stupid psychiatric test I will do it, one question though, who is this child's parents why would they ever let their children do something like this?" Ziva asked half to the Docter and half the herself. Dr. Graves let out a short audible sigh "Ziva, Maya is in Foster Care. She doesn't have parents and we think that may be a reason for why she doesn't talk. Anyway we will be doing a study of how much she can help you. She will be staying at your home for around 2 months. Do not fret Ziva we are taking care of all the expenses and care, all you will be doing is talking.
She can even feed herself" Graves added the bit of sarcasm to the end before giving a call downstairs where Maya was held and told them to bring her up.
Dr. Graves saw the worry on her face. "Ziva please do not worry, Maya has helped a lot of people and she can help you to if you give her a chance. You will be fine." He assured her. Ziva just nodded.
Soon the child was brought up and Ziva was surprised. She thought the kid would be around 10 or 12 but she looked around 5-6.
"Dr. Graves are you sure-" she was cut off by the Docter waving his hand in her face "Yes, yes of course it will, as long as YOU follow directions." He turned to Maya "We choose Maya for you Ziva because she is also from Israel and knows Hebrew, so if it would make you more comfortable to speak in your native tongue she will understand." Maya had many similar features to Ziva. Dark, long, curly-but-not-to-curly kind of hair. She had olive skin, but unlike Ziva she had a few freckles that dotted her nose, and her eyes were mixed with brown and green. "Well, you two get to know each other and I will see you in 2 weeks Ziva for your next session. We will send you the child's money by mail, buh-bye now." Dr. Graves rushed to get the out. He was tired of the awkward silence that over came the room, and hurried them toward the door.
"Uhm well, I am Ziva David." That was all Ziva could think of saying at the moment. Other than Mr. Graves office she didn't really speak that much since Somalia. Not even to her team. Maya looked up at her and smiled. Maybe this wouldn't be as bad as she thought it would be. "Now if cant already tell I am very nervous, but lets try to get to know each other...yes?" Ziva stuttered and before she could react the girl wrapped her small hand into Ziva's. And although she never said a word, for the first time Ziva felt like she had someone to talk to.
Wow I wrote this all on my IPhone so I hope the grammer isn't too crappy. I hope you guys review it really gives me motivation to update. An feel free to leave ideas of what you think should happen next. Peace :)