Hello, my name is Sintija,
I have been reading fan fiction stories for quite some time now and they have inspired me to do one of my own to try it out. I am not very experienced with writing, in fact I have never written a fan fiction story in my life so I am a little scared but I will give it my best, so here it goes!
Chapter 1: A Consultation
Mossad Headquarters:
05:10am
Ziva had just started work and was admiring the golden string of sunlight that was sewn across the sky which now started to shine through the large window on her left warming her face.
As usual she was drinking her cup of much loved green tea which warmed her to her ankles (or was it toes?) on this chilly spring morning. But what really warmed her was the thought of the weekend she would be able to spend with her auntie Nettie who was coming to visit her from Beer Sheba. Even though she lived quite far she always kept in touch with Ziva and managed to buy a laptop so she could video-call her which Ziva couldn't be more happy about.
Aunt Nettie had always been close to her heart and she was a very polite and intelligent woman. Ziva had always looked up to her as a child and wishing she could be just like her. Aunt Nettie had also given her a handmade blanket at birth which now sat in Zivas cupboard and was used whenever she was upset or had to sit down and think.
" Ziva?"
She looked up suddenly remembering where she was and seeing the directors assistant, Abdul filled her eyes with uncertainty. "Yes?"
"The director is free. Would you like to see him now?"
Ziva thought about it for a while. She had been writing a letter of resignation but if she handed the matter now she would not be able to transfer to NCIS so easily whereas going from liaison officer to federal agent wasn't as big a jump, so she decided.
"Sorry Abdul, I no longer need to see him, the situation has changed"
"Are you sure?" He questioned wondering what had stimulated the sudden change in such a woman that never changed her mind.
"Yes." She said deciding it was better to leave the matter for the time being.
Well, in that case your team are leaving in two weeks time for operation "Blackbird". Better start planning now.
Thank you, Abdul. She said with a slight smile though her mission was far from good.
The assistant left without another word. He knew all too well when to bother Ziva and when not, like now. He understood she would feel slight pressure since she has been appointed leader of this paramount mission, but not a shred of doubt crossed his mind for he knew her all too well. He just hoped with all his might that what she would face now would not be as bad as what it had been eight months ago in operation "Sandstorm".
"Mazel tov" he whispered to himself just as he reached the stairwell to make his way back to his post.
AN: I hope you enjoyed this taster, please review as this is my first story and I want to know if I have what it takes to write! Thank you guys!