Hi everyone! I f you have read this chapter before....it is slightly changed, as I decided I wanted to make a Criminal Minds and NCIS crossover fic. I am sorry if you don't like it now...but it will be all the same, other than that Emily Prentiss and the rest of the BAU team get involved. Still, please read! I've decided to change the plot line a bit...

Hi everyone! I am sorry I haven't updated much for my other stories...but I wanted to start this. This is mainly centered around Ziva and Emily, and what happens when her childhood friend, Miriam, becomes a suspect in an attack. Please read....this is a short prologue.

Disclaimer: Do not own NCIS or Criminal Minds, but I do own Miriam...so...yeah...

So, enjoy!

Prologue, Ziva's childhood

Ziva David paced around her spacious bedroom, her mass of dark hair already at waist length, which was quite impressive for a nine year old. Finally, she flopped onto her bed, and picked up the little red bird neatly placed on her pillow.

"Gozala," she whispered, and patted its small head. She then cuddled it close to her chest.

Ziva was tired. She had been to school and learnt all her characters properly. Her daddy was also making her begin to learn French, English and German, which was really, really hard to learn. Poor Ziva got scolded so often for not being attentive and learning her letters in these foreign languages.

A small tear trickled down her face, and she wiped it ruefully away with her chubby hand. What would Daddy say if he saw her crying? Usually he would just smack her to make her stop.

"We do not cry, Ziva," he would say harshly, and walk away.

Ziva wasn't normal. Her Daddy was the boss of Mossad, and he expected her to be an agent as well when she grew up. She was scared. She was scared she was going to die, and those big men with guns that always followed Daddy around…she didn't want to become one of them.

She didn't fit in well at school, because of her Daddy. They were all too scared of her, or thought the daughter of Eli David was a wimp and a show-off. Only Miriam and Emily didn't think so.

Miriam was Ziva's only and best friend. She was the one always that Ziva ran to for comfort after her Daddy had scolded her. Ziva's mummy, Sarai had died when Ziva was six, in a bomb in the outskirts of Tel Aviv. Ziva loved Miriam like a sister.

Emily understood what she felt. She herself was the daughter of a leader, some Ambassador, who was rather like Daddy. Emily, Miriam and Ziva always stuck together.

There was a gentle knock on the door. Ziva made sure her face was calm and showed no signs of tears, before opening the door. And there Miriam stood, her hair in a ponytail, her eyes glittering in that mischievous way.

"Miriam!" Ziva flung her hands around her, and Miriam returned the embrace.

"Ziva, do you want to come to my house? I have also invited Emily," she asked, and then added, "I asked your Daddy already, he said yes." Ziva clapped her hands in joy, and followed Miriam out of the heavily-guarded house.

When Ziva began to train for Mossad (out of Eli's orders), she had less and less time for Miriam and Emily. Emily moved away six months after Ziva began her training, to Russia with her family. Miriam began to fade away, and soon, Ziva had put Miriam and Emily out of her mind. Friendship no longer mattered. Ziva was trained to be a cold, hard woman, the woman her father wanted her to become.

Did you like that? And I am really sorry about the Crimianl Minds crossover if you don't like it....tell you what. I will update again....now....so read the next chapter!

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