Abby and McGee now looked very concerned but were beginning to understand. The girl just held out her hand and stated, "Hello, I'm Savannah DiNozzo."
Even though they knew it before the words had left her mouth, you could still see Abby and McGee's eyes pop right of their heads and their jaws drop to the floor and stay there, until Abby finally spoke, "So just to be really clear, you are the daughter of Tony DiNozzo...Anthony DiNozzo?"
The young girl, Savannah, made no effort to hide the obvious DiNozzo smile plastered on her face at seeing the two squirm under her gaze, "Yes. And of course Ziva."
"David?" McGee added, his throat still a little dry.
"DiNozzo. Ziva DiNozzo actually," her grin seemed to widen even further before it came back to dead straight in a blink.
There was a familiar sound. Gunshot.
The fierce bang sounded throughout the graveyard, it echoed bringing everything to a momentary stand still. The whole world seemed to be hushed as the gunshot was fired and awoke the dead.
The number of seconds that Savannah had had her eyes close seemed like years, as she opened them again she surveyed the sight before her, her eyes met mayhem. All the guests at the funeral were either fleeing the area or cowering with loved ones, few wished to stay around. The once calm flowing sea of black was now rapids, racing for cover. All concern for the dead was lost, only survival counted. Sometimes people forget that even if its dead the memories still linger.
Savannah now saw the remains of the explosion that had happened moments after the gunshot. Where were Abby and McGee? She focused her eyes, right there, they were holding hands, tightly laced for reassurance but all Savannah could think of was why this was happening. What was it her parents had said, something about it being like Decker. Something about it not being a heart attack.
That was it...something about Oshimida.
AN: I have been desperate to post this but made myself wait until Monday. It is now 5 minutes into Monday in UK time...enjoy!
