Chapter 7. OPOV

"Hey Boss I'm going to go for coffee. Olivia do you want to come? Your memory is better than mine so we won't get the orders wrong." Olivia looked at Tony and smiled. She got up, walked over to the elevator and pressed the button. Tony was running to keep up! He got into the lift just before the doors closed and looked down at Olivia. "you were trying to ditch me!" he put one hand over his chest, "I'm deeply hurt Olivia." A small smile graced the young teen's face at his actions. But that smile soon turned into a frown when Tony flicked the emergency stop switch. The elevator stopped and everything went dark. Tony turned to Olivia. " Okay kid. What's your problem with Ziva? She is really trying to be nice to you, she's making a real effort but you're ignoring her. Why? What has she done?" Olivia looked at him shocked. She knew that completely ignoring Ziva was a little mean and that she wasn't even trying to be subtle about doing it, but she wasn't expecting a confrontation. Especially not from Tony!

They stood looking at each other for around 10 minutes before Olivia finally spoke. " She is not making an effort. I made the effort. I left home, I found the money for a plane ticket, I did some investigating, I found her apartment. She did nothing. She has been to Israel and not even acknowledged my existence. I'm just trying to let her know how it feels." Now it was Tony's turn to be stunned. In a way she was right. The team had all known about Ziva's mother, her father, her brother Ari and her younger sister Tali. Nobody had ever heard her mention Olivia. They had all assumed that there were 3 David children and that Ziva was the last one. She was also right about Ziva having been back to Israel. She had been for a holiday, she went when Vance had sent her, She went with Rivkin's body. The whole team went then, if Tony remembered right she had never left the Mossad campus. But Olivia was being petty and it was uncalled for. Ziva was getting upset and Somebody had to stop the girl before she went too far.

" Olivia. Ziva is trying. I promise you. She wants you to like her. She's got no idea what to do. You won't talk to her, you won't eat, you won't sleep. Why? Why do you dislike you sister so much? What can she possibly have done when you haven't seen or heard from her for years?" Tony bent down to her level and looked into the emotionless brown orbs. Olivia tried to look away but Tony caught her chin and held it so she could see him. " Because you know that Ziva didn't leave you of her own free will, you just don't want to acknowledge that your father lied to you. Olivia I understand, my dad lied to me a lot. Your dad lied to Ziva, to NCIS, he sent your sister on a death mission, did you know that? Did he ever tell you?" Tony ignored the shock and the hurt on Olivia's face as he continued, " He sent her to take down a terrorist cell alone. There were over 30 men in that camp and he sent her alone! Did he tell you about her orders to shoot her own brother? No? He told her she had to kill Ari because he was a terrorist! Imagine how she felt! Ordered to kill her brother!" At this point Olivia found her voice again, " half brother. Ari was our half brother. I don't really remember him, he was always on missions abroad. He never came home, he stayed in Mossad quarters. Tali was 16 when she died, I was 5. She used to think I was a pest, always telling me to leave her alone, she didn't play with me. Ima died giving birth to me. Ziva was the only one who ever cared. Then she just disappeared. She didn't even say goodbye." Her voice dropped to a whisper on the last sentence, tears threatening to break the barriers and fall down her cheeks but she held them back. Tony just looked at her.

" I understand Olivia, but she wasn't allowed to. Listen to me, Ziva doesn't lie. She's terrible at it. When she lies, her nostrils flare and she hesitates after almost every word. She wasn't lying to you when she said that your father made her leave." Olivia knew that Ziva was telling the truth but when something has been drilled in over many years then it just sticks. Especially if you don't have anybody to argue with it. A memory flashed through her head of the night Ziva left.

The small girl cowered under the thin sheets of her bed. Ziva and her father were shouting at each other down the stairs. Smashing and thumping noises coming through the floorboards from the room below. Then she heard her father shouting " Do as you are told Ziva Rivkah David "Aba, I do not want to go with Michael. I need to stay here for Olivia! You cannot raise a young girl alone! You work too hard. If I stay then I can take care of her."

"No Ziva! You are Mossad. You do not take care of children. You will obey my orders as the director of Mossad and move in with your partner. Your things are packed and waiting by the door." After hearing this, Olivia ran to the top of the stairs and lay down with her face between the railings so she could see the door. She watched as Michael Rivkin (Ziva's new partner) took her sister's hand and dragged her towards the door. The tears spilled over her eyes as she watched Ziva protest. She kept wishing that it was just a dream and that she would wake up in her bed at any moment. Ziva was shouting profanities at Aba and he was reprimanding her for it. " Zivaleh, you are going to wake up your sister. What would she think if she saw you leaving with Michael?" Olivia saw the anger flicker across Ziva's face. Her eyes practically glowed with hatred towards their father. She got up and ran to the window at the end of the hallway, the one that looked over their huge driveway, and she watched as michael put Ziva in his car and Aba put Ziva's bags into the trunk. Ziva had given up fighting them. She sat in the front of the car crying. None of them had noticed poor little Olivia watching the display.

Olivia had known that her father was a liar. He withheld the truth, twisted things even forgot to tell her required information. She had also known that this memory had never been a dream, as her father had told her it was. It was a reality, it happened and she felt terrible for hurting Ziva when she was probably hurting badly enough for leaving anyway. But a lifetime's hate doesn't just go away, even if you find out that it was never necessary. She had been brought up believing that her sister hated her, that thought would take a while to get rid of. 10 years of being told she was useless, hated, the cause of her sister's departure, it had all sunk in. she believed it. And those things can never disappear in an instant, they take work. But everyone deserves a second chance. Even Ziva!

AN: sorry it took a while to update this story. If anybody has any ideas as to what could happen next then I would appreciate a review with said ideas in or a PM. My brain is turning to jelly with no ideas in it, hence why this chapter is pretty rubbishy. Please R&R :)