Any words in Italics are in Hebrew :) Im not sure about how this chapter turned out so hope its okay :/ Feedback would be great! Tried to focus on Ziva and Maddie this chapter :)
Disclaimer: Only own Maddie and the storyline :(
(Director's Office)
The Director of NCIS was sitting at her desk, staring into the distance, her head a muddled space of thoughts when Cynthia, her assistant knocked on the metal door.
"Director? Someone is here for you," she said as she pushed the door gently open.
"Yes, Cynthia?" Jenny answered, pushing herself to her feet and making her way over, scanning the waiting room to see who was there. Who she saw surprised her.
"Maddie?" She asked, rushing quickly over to help support the girl who looked pale and as if she was going to fall over any second. Putting an arm around Madison Todd's shoulders she moved her into Jenny's office, shutting the door behind her and depositing Maddie on the couch where the young girl sat, trying to stop the room spinning.
"Why did the hospital release you? I need to call them…you shouldn't have left yet," Jenny fussed, reaching for her phone.
"I left. I discharged myself. I hated being there, and I am fine," Maddie said, her voice soft and laden with pain. Jenny sighed and turned, placing her hand under Maddie's chin and lifting her head to look her straight in the eyes.
"Why?" Jenny asked, wanting an insight into the girl's pain.
The two were interrupted by the door being thrown open and an annoyed Gibbs barging in, halting suddenly at the sight of Kate's daughter.
"What are you doing here, Mads? You shouldn't be out of hospital!" Gibbs reprimanded, looking confusingly at Jenny who shrugged her shoulders.
"I didn't want to be there!" Maddie answered fiercely, shrugging off Jenny's arm from around her shoulders and pushing herself to her shaky feet. "I hated it!"
"But you need to be there…I visited you yesterday Maddie and you had another seizure. You still were having trouble talking, and were hardly moving. Now you're standing in front of me, trying to convince me you're okay? I don't think so…I'm taking you back there now." Gibbs finished, grabbing onto Maddie's arm gently.
"No!" She screeched, pulling away and backing into the wall behind her, sliding to the ground. Maddie was shaking, and a look of terror was present in her eyes.
"Jenny, get Ziva. Now!" Gibbs commanded as he watched the girl break down in front of him.
(Bullpen)
"Where is Gibbs?" McGee asked as he walked into the bullpen, bag in hand. Tony and Ziva were hunched over a screen together, way to close for Gibbs liking, and were both lucky he wasn't there to witness it. At McGee's question, Tony looked up.
"Director's office. Went there about ten minutes ago McGoo. Haven't seen him since. Got anything new?"
"Nope," McGee answered, popping the 'p'.
"Ziva!" The directors voice could be heard and all three agents looked up at the balcony to spot a frantic Jenny Shepard beckoning to her old friend. Sending a quick confused glance towards Tony and McGee, Agent David moved quickly up the friends in a hurry to catch up with Jenny who was already turning and heading towards her office.
"Yes, Jenny?" Ziva asked.
"We have a situation," was the only answer Ziva got, and was met with a surprise as the metal door was opened and she saw Gibbs crouching in the middle of the room. Following his gaze, she spotted Maddie, still shaking and hunched against the wall.
"Gibbs?" Ziva asked, confused and worried as she walked towards her boss.
"Hey Ziver," Gibbs sighed and gestured to the girl in front of him before pulling Jenny out of the office and leaving Ziva and Maddie alone.
"Maddie? Are you okay?" No answer, so Ziva tried a different approach.
"Are you okay?" This time in Hebrew, and Maddie lifted her head carefully.
"No. The hospital…It reminded me of last year…I wanted to forget. I was remembering…" Maddie paused, taking a moment to push herself to her feet and face Ziva. Ziva sighed and opened her arms for the girl. Maddie rushed to them, and Ziva squeezed her tight, whispering into her hair.
"Are you Mossad? What did they do to you?" Maddie stepped away and moved to the couch where she sat, rigid, and waited for Ziva to join her before beginning.
"My mother…Kate…met my dad seventeen years ago while travelling. She was sixteen. I was born in Israel, and then my mother left, returning here and trying to forget, erased us from her life. My father was part of Mossad. I was trained and became part of Mossad. When I was five I was on an training assignment when we were attacked. I spent six years captive at an Israeli terrorist camp." Maddie paused and turned her arm over to reveal a line of scars travelling up her arm. There must have been close to a thousand. " I started marking out every day I was there. I was rescued by a group of marines four years ago, and went back to Mossad. I learnt my father had turned rogue, and The Director….Eli, took me in. Then last year he sent me on another assignment, this time to DC in search of my father. I found him, but instead of turning him in, stayed with him. I thought he had changed. I was wrong. I just…I wanted something nice. I didn't want to feel pain anymore." Maddie finished, wiping away a stray tear.
"I know," Ziva spoke with a strong façade, but inside her heart was breaking for the girl; she knew what it felt like. "I am…was Mossad also. My father sent me to Somalia last year. I was held captive for three months. It was me with thirty other men. You can put the pieces together. But Maddie, I know. I know how it feels to feel helpless, but have to seem strong. We are broken. And the only people who can fix it is family. I have a new family. Gibbs, he is my father. McGee, Abby, Ducky even Palmer…they are all my family. And now you. I am not letting you go. I'm going to help you, okay?" I promise, Ziva silently added, pulling the girl close once more before gently wiping the tears from her face and pulling her towards the door.
