Back in reality, Kyrie listened as the lawyer began to read the will.
"To Tony, the investigator who has the need to speed, I leave you my red corvette." She could hear the man who must be Tony behind her.
"What? What? Wow. No way!"
She smiled, at just how much that had meant to him, and Kyrie had never known her mother had a corvette.
"To Ducky, a friend who became more like family than a friend, I leave my London townhouse, along with the library that is included in that house."
A small smile graced the man beside her, and Kyrie remembered him looking through all the books mother had in her study at the London house.
"To Abby, the person whom I never would have seen to hold such a special place in my life, I leave 50% of the land holdings in my name, which total 10 different properties both in the country and abroad. I'm sure you will find a perfect way to benefit society using these."
The girl got an excited look in her eye, and hugged the man in the suit she was sitting next to.
"To Timothy McGee: You will find that although I've never been a technology person, I do have quite a few high quality pieces in a storage unit. I leave all of those to you."
The man in the suit had a respectful look on his face, but a smile began to appear.
"To Jethro: I leave you my DC townhouse."
Kyrie saw that there were many who laughed, a little snicker. Her mother hadn't known that it would be in that house that she would meet her demise.
"And finally, to Ziva, my dearest friend who has been with me through the hardest part of my life, who invested her life into mine, who cared for me when no one else did, I leave you my most prized possession. I leave you with the responsibility of caring for and cherishing the one part of my life that brought meaning to my life – the one part that I will leave behind and forget. I leave complete and utter guardianship of my daughter, Kyrie Jennifer Shepard.
The room erupted in chaos.