Ziva David sighed heavily as she leant back in her chair, she was watching security footage through grey and blue earphones.

She was too engrossed in the footage to take notice of anything else. She thought she was alone. After all it was gone midnight on a friday night.

A very much younger Ziva David was cradling a little girl to her chest. She was singing to her daughter and rocking her. It was the office of Eli David and the baby was two days old. This was four days and three hours before she was stolen from the Israeli woman's arms. A day that would be etched within the Mossad officers memory for eternity.

Without realizing she had tears streaming down her face, she touched the screen gently, "I will find you, my baby girl"

Gibbs knelt down beside her, undetected due to the major distraction of her missing child, "Why didn't you tell me Ziva?"

Ziva looked at him in shock dropping the earphone, "What are you doing here Gibbs?"

Jethro sat on her desk and took her hands in his, "I came to your apartment to see you and got worried" he said cupping her cheek, "Why didn't you tell me about the baby?"

Zivaleh bowed her head, "My father took her away from me to be adopted when she was six days old" she said with sadness in her eyes and he face.

Leroy Jethro Gibbs pressed a gentle kiss to her hands, "We will find her together" he said lovingly.