I got many many reviews saying to continue, also a lot of alerts, so you can be pleased that I will continue this story.

O yeah, I got a photo bucket account which you can access on my profile. that is where I will put photo's of the family members of Ziva, not everyone though


Chapter 2 - Welcome To Haifa

It was Tony who went that evening to Ziva's apartment to pick her up. He knocked on the door. When she opened a smile came on his face as if he had had it the whole day. He had to wait only a minute and she came with a single duffel bag, he wondered how everything fit in the bag, but then again this was Ziva. When they checked in and walked through the security Tony was surprised that they did not hold Ziva back.

"How the hell did you get through with your knives without being caught?" Tony asked, not sure if he wanted to know at the same time when he wondered what kind of ninja stuff she had used now

Ziva chuckled "Tony, did you not notice the two knifes, gun and back up gun the guard had"

"No way"

"He is mossad Tony, we have a guard at each airport that flies directly to Israel. You know as back up if something goes wrong. Actually, I beat him at hand to hand combat when I was seventeen"

The rest of the time before they would go in the plane was spend by a cup of coffee. When they walked into the airplane Tony was surprised that Ziva stopped at first class. Ziva just sat down, and Tony followed her.

"So tell me Zee-vah, what will we be doing?"

Ziva laughed inside at the curiosity that Tony showed, she decided to tell him a little bit "When we arrive not much, we will be the first I think, on the second day you may have to entertain yourself in the house"

"Why is that, some secret boyfriend that I don't know about who comes over?" He questioned teasingly.

Ziva turned serious now Tony could see it in her eyes "No, on the second day we always mourn the ones that have passed away, I do not know if my family will be okay with you being there with us, I will ask my mother".

After five more hours Tony was bored

"Ziva" She did not respond "Ziva, Ziva Ziva Ziva"

"What?" She responded finally.

"How many people will be there?"

"I think nineteen then plus the two of us"

"Wow, I thought my family was big," For a while he was silent "How is your mother?"

"Sorry what?" Ziva asked, being deep in thoughts with her book

"What is your mother like?" Tony asked, almost knowing for sure that Ziva would not give an answer. But she surprised him by indeed answering.

"She is sweet, and loving, most of the time she has so many things to do that it is a chaos in the house, but she will always be there when I need her. She is almost the opposite of my father. It surprises me that they have been married for as long as they have"

"She sounds wonderful"

"She is"

"Do you miss her? I mean you are in Israel like 2 to 3 weeks a year"

"Yeah I miss her…a lot" Ziva went silent and Tony decided to let her alone for the rest of the flight.

They got out of the plane and grabbed their bags. Tony followed Ziva, since he did not understand a thing of what was said, or written anywhere. When they stepped outside Tony understood why Ziva had her sunglasses in her hair the moment they stepped out of the plane. While Ziva was talking to some sort of guard, at least Tony thought he looked like one, he grabbed his glasses to.

"So, Zee-vah how do we get to your uncle?"

"Walking" Ziva said dry "What do you think Tony?" Just on the moment a red Ferrari F430 came riding their way.

"WOW, What wouldn't I give to ride that car" Tony said to Ziva as the car stopped 1 meter in front of them.

Ziva laughed and walked to the car "Well today is your lucky day Tony" She said as she opened the door, took over the keys and stuffed her bag away.

"You've got to be kidding me" Tony said, but Ziva just stared at him waiting. At the moment Tony got in the car and Ziva drove off he regretted it.

Tony was holding his heart when Ziva was on the road. What he noticed was that there were less car horns heard. Guess the people were used to it, even on the high speed he could see some beautiful landscapes. The place of Uncle Benjamin where they were going was a fifteen minutes out of Haifa as told by Ziva.

The last part of the trip consisted out of a landscape that seemed to go on and on. Finally a house was seen, and after five more minutes they stopped in front of the house.

"Here we are, my uncle's place, welcome to Haifa Tony" Ziva said, as tony got out of the car, still a little bit shaken by the ride.

Inside the house, little Rafi had heard a car coming, she had watched out of the window and as soon as she had seen that it was her big sister she run outside.

Out of the house a little girl came running, Ziva had not told Tony about anyone who he was going to meet so he just watched. The little girl came running to Ziva, she had to be around six years or so.

"Zivy, Zivy"

The little girl launched herself in the arms of Ziva, for a moment Tony thought Ziva had not expected it and that she would react just as to Abby's outburst. Till his surprise Ziva caught the little girl, spun her around and hugged her while laughing. It was a whole other Ziva.

"Zivy you really came"

"Of course little one I promised"

It was when Ziva put Rafi down that she noticed Tony.

"Who is that Zivy?"

Just when Ziva was about to answer her mother and uncle came out of the house.

"Zivaleh, you are hear already" she gave her daughter a big hug.

Tony could see that they were similar in many ways, the structure of their hair, and the shape of their faces, not to mention they were both not very tall, even a little to the small side.

"Ima, this is my partner Anthony Dinozzo, and he does not speak any Hebrew so can we just speak English?" Ziva asked

While Tony walked to her mom and shook her hand "You can call me Tony ma'm"

The face of Ziva's mom changed a bit "Do not call me ma'm it makes me feel old, just call me Rivka"

Then it was the turn to Benjamin, he had a firm handshake.

"Take your bags to your old room Ziva" Ziva nodded and motioned at Tony to follow her.

The house was big, it seemed bigger on the inside that it did on the outside. The inside was made from a light wood. And was put together so that it looked comfy and friendly. Tony noticed that everything was put together so it could hold round twenty people. That made him ask Ziva while they walked up the stairs.

"Ziva, first of all, why is this place so big, I mean it's only your mom and your uncle right?"

Ziva laughed "My mother's side of the family would always come together here in the summer, so the house needed to be big, but my uncle did not mind he had enough space" Ziva opened a door to the end of the big hallway. "Well this is my room, I have lived her for about two years"

Tony looked around in the room. It hold a king sized bed, a desk with chair. The walls were a soft blue color, the bed sheets a tint darker. On the wall there hung many pictures. Ziva put her bag down and Tony asked his next question

"Okay second question, who was that little girl?"

"Rafi? That was my little sister, she is six"

"But I thought your sister's name was Tali and sh…"

"I never told you Tali was my only sister"

"But why do they live here, I mean your father he lives in Tel Aviv"

Ziva sighed, and sat down on the bed Tony did the same "After Tali died things were never the same as before, my mother left my father and I and" it looked as if she was thinking of someone but did not speak it "I stayed with my father because I was already in training. My mom only found out after she left that she was expecting Rafi, the year she was born plus the last two months of her pregnancy I lived here for two years, my training continued but here. After that I moved back to my father but I was almost always on missions, my longest was a year, with Jenny in Europe"

Tony realized she had never been more open with him than ever before "Isn't it weird to call her your sister. I mean you saw her what two years"

"Not really weird, in between missions, I was most of the time here in Haifa, and when I went to Israel the last three years, I always went two weeks, from what I have always been at least one to Haifa. I get mostly once a week a drawing she made for me, I have like tons of them in my apartment"

Tony nodded understanding, just then Rafi appeared at the door.

"Zivy, aunt Nettie is here"

"Tell mama we will be down in a sec"


I love Rafi^^P

She's on my photobucket now go and check