Safe
Chapter 1: The one I love
My arms felt heavy. My eye lids felt heavy. I was tired. I hadn't been this sort of tired since… I don't know when it was the last time. The storm in my head didn't want to go away. The headache pained me to death. Everything in my body hurt. The little boy in my arms slept. He smiled. He looked happy. He looked safe. Like nobody could do anything bad to him. I wouldn't let that happen. I would defend him. I kissed his forehead and looked out of the car window. I watched the people out of the street. They looked stressed. Some of them ran down the street. With their children in their arms. I thought about Sam. He wasn't even one year old. 5 months. A baby. He was the one I loved. The only one I hadn't hurt. The only one I hadn't lost. The only one I hadn't lied to. Now it was time for me to save his life. His childhood. His life as an adult. So he could live like a normal boy. That was what I owed him. Nothing more. Only a normal life. Without running away. Without hiding. Wrapped into a soft, blue blanket I opened the car door. On his blue little sweater was a brown teddy bear. I smiled at him. He was my life. He had always been. The last 5 months he had been on this earth. Tears came up into my eyes. I wiped them away. I wasn't allowed to cry. She would take care about him. I knew it. I hoped it. I put Sam into his baby carrier. I went across the street. I watched him sleeping the last time. Memorized his satisfied look. Smelled at him a last time. Then I rang the door bell and put the baby carrier in front of the door. I turned around and ran away. It was better for her not to know his mother. It was better for Sam too. I opened the car door and hid. I gazed through the window. She opened the door and saw Sam. I hid in the car and cried. She hadn't seen me. That was good. I decided not to drive away immediately. That would be conspicuous.
Ziva ate a bit of the spaghettis. It tasted delicious. She loved cooking. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Ziva went through her apartment and opened the door. She saw nobody. But then she saw a baby carrier on the ground. In it lay a sleeping baby boy. Ziva looked around but she couldn't see anybody. On the baby was a white notice. She put up the carrier and took the sheet.
Take care of him. He needs to be safe. His name is Samuel.
There was nothing more on the plane white paper. She looked around again. No sign of his parents. Ziva went into her flat again – with the little boy in her arms. She didn't know that someone was watching her.
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