Thank you to those that have reviewed both stories I much appreciated.

Aquasm- I know, but I guess the readers are more interested in Tony and Ziva getting together more then the show plot. But long as I get reviews like yourself than it has been worthwhile and gives my ego a boost. So well done you!

So thank you all! Jimmel, Rebel Magus, NC, and pirate princess!

I am hoping that what I am doing in this final two parter will work, not because it will be in two parts but I be doing mini stories in between the main story. Meaning I will write a chapter or two going back in Ziva past. (Think of them as fillers!) So I am hoping it will work and make sense.

Story so far...

Story 1 The Side That We Are On

A woman from Ziva's past has come back into her life, it started with a marine's death. Gibbs' trust in her will be tested once again.

Story 2 Two Sides of the Coin

A surprise revealed, a former friend return back in Ziva's life and Gibbs trust in her is starting to fade.

The Rising of the Sun

Prologue

"God Z! Help!" Aminah cried out to Ziva as she lay on the dusty, dirty floor kicking out and clutching her stomach trying to stop the bleeding. Ziva was holding her left shoulder after a bullet grazed it.

The turn of events went badly wrong; she thought she could handle it all to herself. Thought she could bring that woman to justice all on her own only to realise again that she screwed up. She shook her head from those thoughts and went by Aminah's side to help her stop the bleeding. Ripping off her sleeve from her left side and putting it on top of the weeping wound, trying her best to not think of her own her pain as she held down the fabric.

Her mind was racing; concentrating solely on her friend that she didn't hear the footsteps behind her or the sound of the trigger being pulled back. Having her back turned and blocking her friend's view she didn't see the man approaching behind her, pointing his gun at her head.

It was only by the sound of the body dropping to the ground beside her that she turned around and realised once again how close she came to meeting her maker. Ziva momentarily stopped what she was doing , looking down at the body, then turning round to the footsteps, standing up to study the younger woman who stood a few yards away from her. " Shalom! akhot g'dolah! (Big sister)."

Hearing what she had just said she stared and began to walk closer, their lighting around them was poor she could not see the owner of the voice. "Do I know you? Why would you call me that?" She questioned afraid on what will be the answer.

"It has been over a decade since we last saw each other but yes you know me big sister." Finally closing the distance between herself and the woman she stare looking deeper and deeper in her eyes and taking in the rest of her features in, she looked into her eyes again, those hazel eyes and she knew, she knew straight away who the stranger standing before her is.

It was a ghost that she thought was buried a long time ago and never to be risen and hard as it was all those years ago she had finally made her peace and had moved on. Now here was that ghost standing in front of her staring back at her with those unique hazel eyes that made her stand out from the rest.

"Tali?" Her eyes watered as that one single word which she never thought she would have uttered came out of her trembling lips.

"Yes, sister it is me... Tali... I had faked my own death..."