Title: Different than before
Summary: Ziva's Reflections
Disclaimer: The Usual, characters are property of……..
I sit here at my desk watching as the 9 yr old girl ran to her father she smiled and so did her dad, she reminds me of my sister Tahli of how she used to dress how she used to smile how she used to look and how my father looked when he saw her running to him she also reminds me of how my father was after she died, she was coming home to see me when a suicide bomber decided to die, she was in the wrong place at the wrong time but it's different when you know the person, I remember the day I found out I was never the same.
My family was devastated, my mom took it the hardest and know matter how bad Ari and I wanted to cry we couldn't because my father wouldn't let us "crying is a sign of weakness" he'd said as well as looking sad and saying sorry or anything else to do with emotion, I remember after that my father changed, he didn't look the same, didn't dress the same, didn't smile the same in fact he didn't smile at all, after Tahli's death work was all he knew.
Now so many years later watching this girl and her father I knew, I knew it was okay to cry, to look sad and show emotion and I knew I had changed too, knew that I look different and dress different and smile different and it would be fine, I would be fine, that everything is different than before "you alright Ziva" Tony asked me and I smiled and said "I'm fine"
A/N what do you think of my first fic? I wasn't to sure on the ending but I'm a newbie what do I know, but I would appreciate some feedback and tips or any advice as well as constructive criticism, i know it's not very long guess i'll have to work on that...
ciao for now