DISCLAIMER: I don't own NCIS the story is all mine.
WARNINGS: There may be discussion of and/or discipline of minor children in the form of spanking. If you don't like this you don't have to read it. In my opinion Gibbs would be an advocate for spanking as punishment in how he deals with his kids.
Agent Jenny Shepherd-Gibbs was tired. It had been a long couple months over seas in the Middle East. She missed her husband and she missed her daughter. She had been able to skype a couple times and see their faces and talked to them almost everyday, but it wasn't the same. She was ready to get home, she thought to herself as she made her way to a meeting with the Director of Mossad and her own NCIS agency director.
She was lost in thought about her own family when she heard the sound of feet running down the hallway and a voice calling, "Ziva, walk please." A little voice called back, "Nanny Sarah, I wanna find my papa." Coming around the corner, Jenny spied her new little friend and her nanny. Ziva, spotting Jenny, ran over to her and gave her a hug.
Squatting down to eye level, Jenny asked her, "Where are you going in such a hurry?" The energetic little girl answered, "We're supposed to be meeting my papa, he has something to tell us." Seeing Zivas nanny finally catch up with her, Jenny took Zivas hand and told them, "Well I have a meeting with your papa too, how about we walk there together?" Getting a greatfull smile from the Nanny for finally getting her young charge to slow down, and a nod of aggreement from Ziva, they made their way down the hall to the conference room.
The outcome of that meeting ended up turning everyones lives upside down, especially for Jenny and young Ziva. The director has a mission he needed to go on and with no family left in the area he needed a safe spot for his daughter to go. Since the director was a friend of his, and seeing as Ziva had created a quick bond with Jenny it was decided that Ziva would go live in America with Jenny and her family (it helped that her daughter was the same age as Ziva).
The next couple days were spent running around getting everything done for moving a child to another country and getting those in the states ready for a new addition to the family. It had all happened so fast that neither Jenny or Ziva had time to digest what was really happening, and before they knew it they were in the air on a plane to Washington D.C.