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They had got a fair bit done that day. Ziva had managed to wash all loose bedding on the beds and anything and everything else - she was going to take them to an OP shop to give to people who would actually fit into them. Everyone had helped put things in boxes and wipe down benches, shelves and window seals, they got about a quarter of the house done, and if it weren't for Ziva's visitor they would have got a lot more done.

Ziva was walking through the house by herself, it felt so empty, it no longer held the memories that she had as a kid there.

She walked into her brother's still untouched bedroom and locked the window before closing the blind. When she turned around she saw that Levi was standing in the doorway watching her.

"I know where I remember you from now," he stated.

"You have seen me before?" she asked.

"Yes, at least I think I have,"

"Care to elaborate?" she said.

"You're clever with all your complicated words," he said with a daring grin.

"It's not a long word. Don't change the subject," Ziva said.

"A few years ago, almost ten," he said in a voice that was still unsure, "Maybe nine or eight. I was in Eli's office talking to him about his motives for giving me up. The door opened and you addressed him. I'm not sure what about though, you opened the door then when he realised that he was with someone you apologized before walking out and closing the door," he said.

"That was you?" she asked after a moment of thinking back, "I had a friend who thought you were cute," she said with a small laugh.

Ziva walked to the next room locking the window and closing the blind. Levi following her.

"Ziva, could I ask you a question?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied.

"What were they like?" he inquired.

Ziva walked to the next two bedrooms doing the same in both those rooms and out to the hall way before answering.

"Rivka was a good mother, she would shelter Tali and I from the type of monster that Eli was," Ziva said as she walked back to her room and sat on her bed, Levi sat next to her. She pulled what looked like a box from under the bed and placed it on the bed between them, "I sometimes think back and wish she had told me. I know that I cannot do anything about my past but sometimes I think that if I knew what he was like; I would have made better decisions than I did,"

"She was compassionate; something that Tali inherited much more of than me. She was stubborn and wouldn't stand by to watch her daughters get hurt. Which I guess - looking back now - is why she packed our stuff and made us leave here when I was nine. I resented her at first, Abba was kind of like my hero," she said with a laugh.

"I know how that is, my son idolizes me and makes me so much more than I am," he stated.

"You have a son?" she asked.

"And a wife. My wife's name is Clare and my son's name is Jacob," he said fishing his wallet with his family photo from his pocket.

"How old?"

"Six," he replied, "Anyway, you were saying about Rivka?"

"Yes, when she made us leave I stood in this room and undid my suitcase, throwing my clothes everywhere. I was probably a bit nastier than I should have been to her. She was only trying to protect us. All through my teens she would offer to help by I would push her away. And yet she still stood by me when I got suspended or expelled," she said, "She was a good mother,"

"What about Eli?" he asked.

"Eli? Where to begin? He always had a poker face," she began.

"Sort of like the one you wear?" he asked.

"Okay, I am not sure about a poker face, I keep to myself," she said, "he would pretend like nothing ever affected him and he loved his work. I have to say - I inherited that. I love my work, I just don't like being woken up at two in the morning for a case, all other times are fine. He would come home; see an hour of us – if any - before we had to go to bed. He would give out promises like there was no tomorrow and never keep any of them. He always said that he would come to my recitals but he never did. I was disappointed. I think that deep down he cared about us, but he had one parenting policy. That being 'tough love'. You get used to that feeling of being unwanted," she said.

"You know what?" Levi asked.

"What?"

"I think you have a bad case of 'middle child syndrome'," he said.

"I'm sorry?" she asked.

"You feel left out because you don't know where you stand," be explained.

"It wasn't so much with Ima, it was only with Abba. He only had one child, which was my - our - half brother. Eli was training him and when he was not at work or away on mission, be would be with Ari," Ziva said.

"What's this?" he asked tapping the box between them.

"It's my box of photos from when I was born to when my sister died. You can borrow it if you'd like," she said.

"Thank you," He said, "What about Tali and Ari?"

"Tali was my best friend, she was just under a year and a half younger than me. She died in a Hamas suicide bombing in a mall. I felt my whole life crumble when she died. I made my first kill within three months of that," Ziva said, "Ari - after I finished hating him for just walking into my family - became the guy I turned to when I needed more than someone to talk to, when I needed help. The three of us together were partners in crime," she smiled, "He taught me to lie convincingly. I learnt a few months before I moved to DC what sort of man he really was. Here he was Ari, my older brother, the one I could turn to for anything. But outside of here, he was Ari Haswari; he was a member of a few terrorist groups also working for Mossad. I was his control officer for a while. He died..." she said, beginning to become raw with emotions again, god she hated when she couldn't control what she was feeling.

"How did he die?" Levi asked.

"A gunshot to his head. Delivered by me," she whispered the last part.

"Why?"

"This is where NCIS comes into the picture. For about two years he had an obsession with Gibbs, he thought Gibbs reminded him of Eli - I cannot see any resemblance. He killed special agent Caitlin Todd. Then proceeded to shoot at Abby - NCIS' forensic scientist - and a friend of mine. I followed Gibbs to his house and Ari was there waiting, he turned Gibbs' gun on Gibbs and was about to shoot when I shot him. It was an order from the director of Mossad, but when I pulled the trigger I knew that it was because Gibbs didn't deserve to die. He was a good brother, he just had different personalities," she said.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"Its okay," Ziva said quietly.

"Did you replace special agent Todd?" he asked.

"Yes, and I have to say; it was one of the best things I have ever done," she said straitening her posture, "Not killing my brother – moving from Israel. My life is so much better there than it was here. I am surrounded by people that care for me other than people who see me as a weapon,"

"Ziva?" a yell came from the bottom floor.

"Up here Tony," She yelled back.

"We're ready to go now," he said when he reached the door.

"When we get back to DC, you should meet my family. I'm sure that there's a lot more about our family and yourself that you have to share," Levi said as they reached the front door with the box in his hands.

"There is a hell of a lot more than what I have told you," Ziva smiled locking the door.

"I will see you here tomorrow?" she asked.

"Yep," he said walking to his car.

Ziva had to drive again, Tony and McGee in the back and Gibbs in the passenger's seat.

I have a Tony/Ziva chapter planned for the next chapter :D which I am yet to begin writing but will start soon

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