Piper placed a hand on Ziva's shoulder and Paige did the same. Phoebe touched one of Ziva's hands and Ziva jumped slightly. "I need a minute." Ziva said robotically. She got up from her chair and walked towards the bathroom. "Oh my god" Phoebe said as she was putting her head in her hands. "Did you know that about her?" Piper asked Paige "no of course not." Paige answered. They all sat there thinking about what they'd seen thinking about their own daughters and what they would do if somebody did that to them.
Ziva closed the bathroom door and let her back slide down it. She stretched one leg out in front of her and rolled the pant leg up to the knee. She reached into her pocket and grabbed the tiny metal razor blade she always carried. She dragged the blade across her skin and watched the blood flow. She looked at the cuts in various stages of healing on her leg. She grabbed some toilet paper and wrapped it around her hand and pressed it against the fresh cut then she stood up and opened the medicine cabinet and took out a box of Band-Aids. She took a Band-Aid out of the box and placed it on her leg then she pulled her pant leg down. She turned on the faucet and cleaned the blade off she dried off the blade and looked in the mirror.
She didn't start cutting until after she had the abortion. It was a way for her to cope without completely breaking down. Part of her knew it was wrong and that she should stop but the other part of her told her that she wouldn't survive without it. Clearly that part had the more dominant and a much darker hold on her psyche. She closed her eyes and told herself what she always did that if she wanted to function at least halfway like a normal person than she had to cut. After all it was better than doing drugs or getting drunk every day to deal with the pain.
Caleb's funeral came flooding back to her mind. She was sitting outside in front of his burial plot with all the other mourners. Listening to the rabbi pray for his soul and her aunt sob hysterically. When the funeral was over she went into one of the bathrooms this funeral home had and started laughing uncontrollably then sobbing within the next second. Then she remembers turning to the mirror looking at it for a long moment then punching it. Everyone thought she punched it out of grief when in reality it was everything but that.
She took a deep breath put the blade back in her pocket and walked out of the bathroom. The charmed ones heads all turned when she entered the dining room. Ziva glided into seat up at the table "so what's the plan?" Ziva tried to ask as normally as possible. "Luckily there are a few ways to vanquish a spirit. The simplest one is a spell." Piper said a little confused the Ziva's demeanor. "Sounds easy enough let's do that." Ziva said. "The catch is that you have to be dead to say it." Phoebe added just as confused as Piper. "Oh, that's kind of a big catch." Ziva said trying to lighten the mood. "Luckily for you we know plenty of spirits. Follow us if you will." Paige added.
They headed upstairs to the attic the door was open slightly. They saw candles in a circle. They entered and heard Wyatt say "cross now the great divide." A swirl of white lights appeared in the middle of the circle. When the lights stopped a woman appeared and Ziva froze. "Ima?" Ziva finally choked out "Ziva?" The woman asked in a confused but happy voice. She stepped out of the circle and her sprit became solid. She walked over to her daughter who was too stunned to move and hugged her. Ziva flinched at the contact.
After a moment Sarah broke the hug she was still at a loss for words but finally asked her daughter in Hebrew "how are you?" "I'm OK ima." Ziva felt like she was going to faint, it was too much for one day. Sarah took a few steps back sensing her daughter's anxiety. "Not that I'm complaining or anything but why am I here?" Sarah asked in English. Everyone else in the room exchanged anxious glances "I can't tell her Phoebe do you think you could show her?" Ziva asked Phoebe pleadingly "of course." Phoebe said solemnly.
Phoebe walked over to Sarah and grabbed her hands both of their eyes snapped shut. A few moments later if said exhaled sharply when the vision if ended. Sarah looked over to Ziva with tears in her eyes and Ziva was looking down at the floor. Sarah slowly walked over to Ziva and started speaking to her in their native language "Why didn't you tell me or your father?" Sarah asked gently. Ziva still couldn't make eye contact with her mother "You'll think I'm stupid." Ziva muttered in Hebrew. "No I won't." Sarah said gently but firmly. "When he first started" Ziva swallowed then continued "he said that if I ever told anyone he would he would take me to a place for bad kids. At that time I remembered something from magic school and I thought he was talking about the ice cream man." Sarah shook her head in anger and sadness.
Paige and Wyatt were the only ones who could understand what was being said. They were just as upset as Sarah the thought of using magic to scare little girls was sickening. "Caleb didn't about magic." Sarah said softly in Hebrew "I figured that out eventually then after you died he said as long as I didn't say anything he wouldn't hurt Tali." Ziva said just as softly as her mother.
After what seemed like hours Piper said "We need you a cast a spell to vanquish him." "Right." Sarah said while taking deep breath. She followed piper over to the book of shadows and Piper pointed out the spell to her. "Looks easy enough" Sarah said trying to put Ziva at ease.
All of the sudden there was cold chill spread through the attic and a menacing laugh that didn't have a visible source could be heard. Then Caleb appeared. "Ziva, Aunt Sarah it's so good to see you." He said with a sick smile on his face.
