hy guys, sorry i havent updated for a while, i'll try get this fic back into the works...

Chapter 4 - Di Joshua

He may have been young, but he was not naive. He knew his father wasn't a God, that he wasn't the greatest man in the world, but he was still his father. He had been just fourteen years old when his father died.

A truck, a weapons carrier, had turned driven up one day, and a woman -no, a girl not much older then he- had exited and killed his father and men he considered to be his uncles. He had run out to his father, calling to him, only to find him dead, the girl holding the gun.

And then she shot at him.

He knew she hadn't the guts to kill him, but the pain in his leg that day had been unbearable. Even now as he sat watching that the young girl on the floor in front of him, he felt a dull ache of phantom pain beneath the scar on his leg.

But she would pay. She was paying.

The child was hers and she had named her daughter Lesley Jennifer, speaking of which, the young girl was gurgling at him happily, he offered her a small terse smile and she grinned back.

It was a shame, really, that this girl would die soon.

He walked over and picked her up and walked with her through the building. His father's killer would finally pay. Ziva David's daughter would die.

Joshua let out a bark of laughter; he had a crazy idea, and it might save the life he held in his arms.

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