Chapter 9

Slowly Ziva opened hers eyes and was met with the sunlight hitting her face. She smiled when she remembered where she was and looked over at McGee who was still asleep. She caressed his arm that still lay on her stomach and looked at his face. His face still had some bruises and the stitches on his lips still looked pretty bad but he still looked peaceful as he slept nonetheless.

Even with the stitches, his lips looked soft. As she looked at them she started to get this strong urge to kiss him. She bit her own lips as she started to think about it.

"One little kiss wouldn't hurt," she thought to her self, "as long as it's quick and he doesn't wake up I could get away with it."

Still biting her lip, she slowly leaned towards McGee. Inch by inch her lips got closer to his but it still seemed far away. As she got closer she got more nervous but she going. his lips were so close yet it seemed like it was going to take forever to reach them. She was finally close enough to feel the air come out his nose but his lips still felt miles away. Finally after what felt like forever, her lips were mere inches away. There lips were about to touch when a loud ringing pierced the silence.

McGee eyes suddenly opened and looked straight into Ziva's with a look of surprise. McGee suddenly realized his arm was around her and quickly took it off as they both sat up.

"It-I-I mean," Ziva said nervously.

"I'm sorry," McGee said quickly interrupting her, "I didn't mean to-"

His words were suddenly interrupted by another loud ringing, which he realized was his phone. Happy to have an excuse to leave the room, McGee quickly jumped out of bed and to his living room to answer the phone.

Still sitting up on the bed, Ziva couldn't but smile. she felt so relief that she wasn't exactly caught and found it funny that McGee thinks it was his fault though was disappointed that she didn't get to kiss him but she hopes to get another chance soon.

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While McGee was taking a shower, Ziva waited for him in his living room. The plan was that they were going to go to Ziva's house together so she could shower and change into some clean clothes then head to work together.

Sitting in a chair near McGee's computer, Ziva was starting to get bored and she knew McGee wouldn't like it if she touched his computer so she looked around for something to do. That's when she spotted the notebook on McGee's desk laying there, subtly coming off as if it wanted or even dared someone to read it. She looked at the notebook and noticed many bookmarks placed in different parts of the notebook by McGee.

Curious to know what about the contents of the notebook made McGee so fascinated of it, Ziva picked up the notebook and turned to one of the pages book marked and started to read.

December 17, 2006

4:30

I just had vision. A great idea I wished I thought of before. I should torture someone before I kill someone like that BTK killer. That would awesome. I could see it now. I'll tie someone to a chair and beat the shit out of them and cut them up with my knife. Oh my god I just got another great idea. With one person tied to a chair ill tie someone else to a chair and put them together facing each other and I'll burn one of them alive while the other watches. That would be so cool. I have to try that. What else should I do to them?

Not wanting to find out what he'll do next, Ziva turned the page and started reading hoping he didn't get any more ideas.

December 18, 2006

7:54

Today is Danny's birthday. I still miss him. I'm glad he wont be able to see what I become. He was one of the best person to have ever lived. He was always nice to everyone and a hard worker. He was the only person that cared about me when I was a child. He was the reason I never committed suicide. Everyone that knew him liked him and trusted him. he was rarely ever angry, he loved to help people and never once did he ever raise his fist unless it was to protect someone including me. When he turned 22 he bought his own house and had me live with him so I didn't have to stay at the trailer with Frank

But one night while he was coming home he got in an accident. Some idiot was doing myth and drinking all day and decided to take a drive. He ran a red light and sideswiped Danny. It was a horrible crash. When paramedics got to him, he was in critical condition. He died on the way to the hospital. A cop came to our house and told me, and I lost it. I couldn't stop crying. I thought I would never stop crying. My only brother was taken away from me. He didn't deserve it. He never did any one wrong. A great man who cared about me. The only person to care about me and he was taken away from me. I should have been the one who died not him. I never even got the chance to say goodbye.

As for the driver of the other car that hit my brothers, he survived and given only 5 years. Far less than what he deserved. It wasn't the first time he drove fucked up. He's been in a lot of car crashes that he caused but it was the first time he killed anyone. He survived with barely a scratch and was taken to court where he was sentenced to five years in prison. He should have been killed and I wanted so badly to be the one to kill him and the jury at his trial. This fucker took my brothers life and he was only given 5 years. FIVE FUCKING YEARS!

Where was God then? Why did he take my brother and let his killer live? God never loved me. God made my life a living hell. From then on I stopped believing in him and I told him he could go fuck himself. From then on I was on my own.

I was 17 and Danny was 22. My brother was robbed and I was robbed of my brother.

Ziva stopped reading to take in what she just read. She felt a little confused. She was starting to feel sorry for the man who almost killed her and is now hunting and stalking her. She looked at the pages and could see that it wrinkled spots where, she would have to guess, tears have fallen on them. She was about to read more when McGee appeared from his bedroom fully dressed.

"Ready," he asked her.

"Yeah," Ziva replied.

TBC in the next chapter…