A/n- This told in the point of view of Tony and Zivas adopted daughter! I only own Emma! Please read, REVIEW, and enjoy!
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Sometime in the future...-
I ,Emma Roberts-DiNozzo, sat on the futon in Aunt Abbys lab, thinking about how I ended up with this life,as I texted Tori, my best friend. I was fourteen now, but it had all started when I was 5.
*Flashback*
I sat in my beautiful pink princess room, listening to my parents through my airvent. All off a sudden, I heard a gunshot. Then the talking stopped. Then I heard voices I didn't recognize, and I knee my parents were dead.
"Two down, one to to." I heard a female voice say.
"Come one! I think the little girls room is this way!" I heard a newer male voice say. Then I heard footprints. I quickly found the screw driver from off my dresser, from where it had been used to pit my mirror up. I locked my door, before running to my vent, carefully unscrewing it.I grabbed the emergency cell phone off my desk, before crawling in my vent. Not many people know this, but our vents were made big. I quickly locked the vent back from the inside, another safety feature my parents added. I then pulled the emergency phone put, calling the cops. I hung up, crawling through the vents as fast as I could. I crawled five minutes or so, before pausing to catch my breathe. As I could hear through the vent system, I realized they had gotten in my room. They were looking for me. I heard sirens, and I knew everything would be fine. My dad was a Marine, so the NCIS team came out.I Long story short, after spending two weeks with the MCRT, they didn't want me to go to social services, and seems how there were two married couples, Tony and Ziva (Abby and Tim are the other) ended up adopting me, as I had no relatives.
*Flashback over*
As I tried to sleep, sleep just wouldn't come, so I got my laptop my out and did extra 9th grade Switched on School house Algebra. I was sooo glad when Ziva got me this computer homeschool. I did my work smiling, as Algebra is a personal favourite. I fell asleep however, after 3 Algebra problems. I was so out of it, that my ninja senses, as Tony would say, didn't tingle when m adopted parents carried me into our apartment.