Authors Note: This is my first story and I'm not sure if I'm any good at writing but I suppose this is how I'll find out.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS or Titanic. I'm only borrowing them for this story.

Chapter 1:

Ziva's POV

Why am I here? That is all I kept thinking. That is all that was running through my mind. This is not fair! Why do I get dragged along everywhere. No one asks me what I want to do. This time it just happens to be, "oh my daughter, we're moving to America, isn't it exciting?" No. It is not. But no one listens to me.

"Ziva, my darling, will you get the tickets from my coat pocket? It's right next to you." My soon-to-be fiancé, Ray Cruz, said to me through the door of the car as he was stepping out to tip the driver, who was unloading our bags .

"Yes, of course" I replied, trying to hide the misery that was threatening to escape through my voice. I reach inside his coat pocket and pull out six First Class tickets. I stare at them like they were my worst enemy, which of course, they could be. First we move from Palestine to England, so me and my siblings could live a normal life away from violence and death, and now we are going to America. I could understand moving away the first time, but I was only young, so what did I know.

My mother died when I was ten in 1902 form a bombing in our town. After that, my father could not cope and told us that we were moving away from all the death and destruction so we could start a new life and attempt to forget our past. Well it certainly worked for him. He re-married someone called Ashley Denton - now Ashley David - about a year ago now. I will never think of her as a mother. Not even a step-mother. No one could ever replace that hole in my heart from when she died.

I hardly remember my mother. I know she was pretty, beautiful even, I have pictures that prove that. She had big, deep chocolate coloured eyes, so beautiful that even men who looked into her eyes would just melt and luscious curly brown hair that used to drive her mad in the morning when she had to brush it. The rest of my family used to say I inherited my looks from my mother, and that when I grew up I would be just as beautiful as her and that Ari would be guarding the front door, viciously waving a baseball bat at any boy who even looked at our house. And while what they said Ari would do was indeed true, I still don't believe it. I know she was kind and generous, but other than that, I do not remember anything. I do know in my heart that she was an amazing mother and that I loved her dearly.

Ray brought me out of my head space by waving a hand in front of my face.

"Hey, Sweet Pea, are you alright?" Urgh! hate that nickname!

"Yes Ray, I am fine. Now can we please get this play on the street?" I said, my tone dull, as I walked off towards the ramp that leads us to the ship. I could feel Ray's puzzled eyes on me as I walked away and I knew instantly that I'd messed up again. Stupid idioms! I thought. But why does he never correct me? If I'm saying something wrong I should at least be told what the right saying is. I heard the little footsteps running towards me before I even saw her.

"Zi-zi", Tali screamed happily, still every bit of the excited little ball of energy she was when she was younger. I put a smile on my face and turned around, trying to ignore the onlookers' reactions to Tali shouting.

"Hello Tali, aren't I a bit old for a nickname now?" I questioned, my arms wide open, expecting her hug and bracing myself for impact.

"No", she stated simple as she launched herself at me.

"Ooff." The sound escaped from my mouth accidentally. No matter how many times I have been hugged by her I seem to always be a little bit winded.

"Tali... Having... Trouble... Breathing..." I managed to get out.

"Oops, sorry, it's just been so long since I've seen you." She was smiling so much I wondered how her face wasn't hurting.

"Tal, you saw me last weekend when Papa and I came to pick you up from Hannah's after her party. By the way, did you tell her that I was sorry I couldn't go?" Hannah is our cousin and I was still feeling a bit guilty for not going, it was her eighteenth birthday after all but Ray kept me home saying that I was too mature to go out drinking. However, Tali didn't have a chance to answer me before Ray came up behind me and linked my arm with his.

"Are you ready to go Sweet Pea?" I really hate that nickname. "We need to board." He said, pulling me away from Tali, not even considering that there was something else I would rather be doing than walking - more like being dragged - alongside him.

"Yes, I suppose" I answered, no emotion in my voice, not like he would notice. "Come on Tali, we can go and find your room." I replied, making my way up the ramp to board the ship. Spending time looking for a room with my baby sister should be far more entertaining than sitting with my future fiancé listening to him talking about business with my father.

Ok. Well, that's it for the first chapter. Just a sort of an introduction to the story I guess. It's exam month so I'm sorry if it's a while before I upload the second chapter. Please click that button below and review and tell me what you think.

Thanks, Soph :)