Ziva fic: What If?
Angst/Hurt/Comfort
T- for darkness
Something I thought up while working through the graveyard shift in my local shop... Gotta love boredom... and I was kind of in a dark mood... I don't know if it's noticable lol
Summary: Ziva thinks and hurts.
What if the sun stopped shining?
Well, the world would plummet into a irreversible darkness. Plants would fail to produce the precious gas we need to survive.
What if the world stopped spinning?
Well, we would be stuck, unable to move. Where ever the sun was would determine what season and time of day, you would have to live with.
What if the oceans evaporated?
Well, there would be no water and all marine life would die. Not just marine life, every living organism that depended on the nourishing liquid would perish. War would break out over the last supplies, inevitably resulting in more death.
Death.
Death hangs over my head, like a dark storm cloud.
It took Tali, my Ima, Kate, Ari, Jenny, Michelle and Michael and it will take me. I wanted it to take me when I was in Somalia. But it did not. Do you know why?
Because of Gibbs, Tony, Abby, McGee and Vance, they fought for me, they fought to keep me alive, and they brought me back from the brink. And Gibbs will continue to fight for me. I know he will. Which brings me to another question.
What if two people were caught in a game of tug-of-war?
What if you were the rope?