I;m sorry this took so long. I hope it's not too bad...... I got a request for a rated M chapter..... i am thinking of making the next chapter one..... let me know what you think...it'll be the first one i write so yea. anyway. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I'll try and update sooner.

Today was a big day at work. They were finally opening the daycare. Jen had arranged it so that Kate and Mark would be the first kids in the daycare. Many of the employees had brought their children with them. There were kids ranging from the twins age to 5. They also a few children who were going to come after school was over while their parents worked. A lot of the people loved having the idea of their children close by to them. Jen had already planned it so that as long as they got their work done the parents could have their children with them for a short while. She herself had always dreamt of having kids.

Ziva and Abby decide to dress the kids up a little bit. Jen had told them that they would probably take pictures for a flyer to send around the office. Even though Sam wasn't 100% yet she was going to go and help out. Jen decided to put her in charge of signing kids in. Sam was happy to be getting out. She was nervous about accidently showing her scars but Abby told her it would be alright. They both promised to visit Sam and the twins frequently throughout the day. When they got to the office they got the twins out of the car and their diaper bags. Ziva and Abby were both ecstatic that their children would be with them. After what happened with Kate they were terrified to leave them. It's not that they didn't trust Sam but they were still scared. They were also glad that Sam would be there. It gave them a peace of mind that she was there with them. They also knew this would be a good distraction for her.

Abby had suggested Sam write a list of things to distract her when she was triggered. Sam had it tapped on her computer. The first thing on her list was to play with the twins. It was hard for Sam to feel depressed when she was playing with them. A few others were, talking to Ziva or Abby, writing poetry, and listening to music. Sam's therapist had asked her to right a list of her triggers so that she was more aware of what her triggers were. It took her awhile to come up with the list. Each time she thought of some it made her more depressed to think about. Unfortunately some of the time she ended up cutting. Abby had held her many times in the middle of the night when she woke up crying from nightmares of living with her mother.

Ziva took Sam aside before going inside.

" Look Sammy, I imagine that you are scared today. I just want you to know that I'm here if you need to talk today. I hope you know that I'm, we're, here for you always. Abby and I love you dearly like you're our daughter. You can tell us anything. If you are ever afraid that you have an infection, need stitches or just want to show us anything, you can. We will not judge you and will not yell. We want you to be safe and with us for a long time. I know you showed Abby in the beginning. But you can show me too." Sam gave her a big hug and started to thank her.

"Ziva, thank you so much. I'm trying so hard. It's just, there are some days I don't think I can stop. I'm terrified."

"I know sweet heart. I'll tell you what. When we get home today we will put the twins to bed and have a good long talk about anything you want and what you're terrified about. How's that sound?" Sam nodded then they headed inside. They had made Sam her own badge since she'd be working there now. She picked up her badge with a smile. She and Ziva slowly caught up with Abby and the twins. Ziva picked up Mark and Abby picked up Kate. Ziva grabbed Sam's hand and gave it a squeeze. They walked to the new daycare center where Jen was standing with a camera woman. The camera woman quickly snapped a picture before the 3 women and the twins walked inside. Sam walked behind the desk and sat down. She took out the list of all the children that were supposed to show today. Ziva and Abby smiled at her and Sam checked off the twins. They set them down in 2 of the swings gave Sam one more smile then left. Sam took a deep breath and tried to smile while the camera woman took pictures of the parents checking the children in and of the children playing.

Once all of the children were checked in Sam put the clipboard under the desk and shut the door. She closed her eyes and turned. First she checked on the twins then turned her attention to helping the other adults with the ones who were walking and fighting. She went to 2 boys who were pushing each other and stepped in the middle of them. They were still trying to get at each other so she picked one up while another picked the other up. The boy Sam was holding slammed his fist on her arm. He managed to get her on a cut that was rather deep and still a bit fresh. She bit her lip so not to scream and another adult was there just in time to grab the boy. Sam turned and went to the bathroom. The adult took the boys into separate corners to figure out what was wrong and for time outs. Another adult knocked on the door to see if Sam was ok.

Sam had locked the door behind her and rolled up her sleeve. To her horror the cut and opened up wider and was bleeding a lot. She quickly grabbed paper towels and pressed on the cut hissing in pain. She jumped when she heard a knock and yelled for whoever was at the door to get Ziva. She kept the paper towel on the wound and was having a hard time keeping calm. She was feeling really dizzy and nervous. A few minuets later she heard a light know and heard Ziva's soft voice. She unlocked the door and opened the door just enough for Ziva to get in. Ziva looked and Sam's arm then slowly took Sam's hand off the wound. She took the paper towel away which was soaked in blood. She closed her eyes for a second and got a new paper towel and pressed it to her wound. She slowly pulled Sam's sleeve over the paper towel and put pressure on it. She opened the door and told one of the adults to take over and Sam would be back later. The woman just nodded. (There were plenty of adults in ratio to the kids.) Ziva led her down to ducky. Sam was crying silently and Ziva just held her arm but gave her a quick hug to try to comfort her. They entered the morgue and found Ducky looking at x-rays.

"Hello my dears. Come for a visit?" He looked and noticed they were holding Sam's arm. "Are you ok dear?" She continued to look at the floor and he got fresh gloves on and took hold of Sam's arm. He pulled her sleeve up and removed the paper towel. Ziva held Sam's hand while Ducky examined the wound. " Well dear, you really should go to the hospital but we all know they don't have the best bedside manner. You need stitches and lots of rest. Come sit over here." He got what he needed for stitches and numbed the area. Ziva kissed Sam's forehead while Ducky did his work. When he was done he bandaged it and Ziva gave her a clean shirt. "Now Sammy, I know you've heard this speech many times but you need to be careful of an infection. When you first did it was the tool clean?"

"Of course Ducky, I'm not an idiot. I always use clean tools and clean the wound after."

"I wasn't calling you an idiot. I just needed to make sure for the risk of infection. " Sam nodded then jumped from the table and headed upstairs. Ziva followed her then stopped the elevator.

" Thank you Sam, for getting me. I know it must have been hard but I'm glad you did. Are you sure you want to go back to work. I can take you home." Sam shook her head and Ziva gave her a big hug and started the elevator. She walked her to the daycare room and made her sit down. They both noticed two boys sitting on chairs in separate corners looking mad. She told an adult to make sure she rested. Sam rolled her eyes as a little kid came up to her and jumped on her lap and started to tell her a and Ziva both smiled and Ziva kissed the top of her head and went to let Abby know what had happened.

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