So sorry for the wait.. How will I word this? I had a little trouble. I have actually skipped some of the story that I would have liked to include but I may add it at the end. I had trouble because I was doubting whether this would work.. But after I read throught various chapters this morning I thought 'If I do it slightly differently then I might be able to,'

So that is what I am doing. I don't know how many more chapter there will be, but I aim to finish this maybe before the end of the holidays. I have my way with this back so it shouldn't be too hard. But I could say that and probably write another 20 chapters.. This is the last loose end to tie, then I will be tying up the story.

Disclaimer: Not Mine.

"But I don't want to go to school," Amali argued in Hebrew.

"Bad luck. You have to, just like I need to go to work," Ziva replied as she lent against the door way to Amali's room as she stood in front of the full length mirror.

"I don't like the uniform," She stated.

"Either do I; but this school is the best within the area and close to work so you can walk there after school if its not raining or if you want me to pick you up - I could arrange someone," Ziva said.

"I don't like the skirt," She said.

"Either do I; but I cannot do anything about it,"

"Yeah you can. You can let me not go,"

"Not a chance. Get your bag, get your lunch, and go to the car," Ziva said as she turned around.

Amali rolled her eyes, "Fine,"

"Let me guess; she doesn't want to go," Tony whispered into Ziva ear as he stood behind her in the kitchen as she gathered her badge, keys before walking to the safe in one of the cupboards in the kitchen.

"No, no one ever wants to go to school," Ziva smiled as she kissed him, "Are you almost ready to go?"

"No, I just got out of bed. Why?"

"I'm deciding whether to let you pick McGee up, but if you are going to be late then I will pick him up on the way to Amali's school,"

"You better do it,"

"Okay. Amali; I am ready!" She yelled through the house.

"Fine," She replied grumpily as she appeared in the lounge room.

"Have a good day," Tony said as he walked back down the hall.

"We are picking up McGee on the way, okay?" Ziva informed her daughter.

"I do not have much of a choice do I,"

"No,"

"I will be back in a minute," Ziva told McGee as she got out of the car. They had to park a few minutes walking distance away because the school was crowded. McGee nodded.

"Remember Amali, you have to talk English, or no one will understand you. You have your father's charisma; you should get along with many people if you allowed yourself to,"

Amali nodded at her mother's words, "Why did you leave me when I was a baby?" She asked. Ziva looked down in surprise.

"I didn't leave you," She said as she slowed her walking down slightly.

"But you weren't there,"

"I never left you. I was limited to when I could visit because if my father knew about you he would have taken you away from me. It was a hard decision - and maybe a little rash; but they were getting too close to finding us. I had to make the choice that would set you up for what ever you wanted to do. Even if that meant limiting my duty to you as a mother; which is where your father and my contract comes in. I would have you when I set my life up to be more stable. It just had to be moved forward a little under a year because your father was called early back to the IDF. I did not want to leave you but it was the best decision for you. I still spoke to you and saw you when I could, but that was the best I could do," Ziva said. Throughout the speech their walking had come to a stop and they had moved off the path slightly.

"Well, isn't that heart warming?" Asked a menacing voice rhetorically.

Ziva recognised the voice - but couldn't quiet put her finger on it - and grabbed Amali's arm and pulled her behind her body as she took a step in front of her.

"Well, well, well; if it isn't Talia?" He said. Something clicked in Ziva's mind at that point.

McGee so happened to look up at the moment when Ziva acted quickly in placing her body in front of Amali's, but he couldn't see what was happening. He knew something was wrong. He checked his holster briefly before getting out the car himself and walking in the direction of where Ziva and Amali were.

As he approached them, the words being exchanged become clear.

"You and your team killed two men on my team that night, then another a few years later. You were responsible for two of them,"

McGee came to a stop next to Ziva, shielding Amali more, "Is everything okay?" He asked.

"Who is this?" The man asked.

"Look, this is only between the two of us. Not my daughter or partner. Let them go and you can have me," Ziva bargained.

"I don't think so. You took away my team. Now I feel the need to take away yours," He said.

"Let her daughter go and you can have me too," McGee announced. He thought about it for a moment.

"Fine," Ziva turned a little and knelt to her level before whispering, "Run. NCIS isn't far. Tell Gibbs," Amali nodded and ran in the general direction of the office.

"Now we are going to take a little road trip," The man said, "First I need your phones," Ziva gave him her and McGee did the same. He smashed them against the wall just inside of an alley a few metres away.

Amali ran through security and up the stairs, when arriving in the squad room she ran past Tony to in front of Gibbs; she said words instead of coherent sentences, "Ima, McGee, man has them," She breathed.

"Where?" Tony and Gibbs said at the same time.

"A few minutes from the school. She told me to run, I ran," Amali said as her vision became clouded by tears, "Her car is still there. I don't know where she is,"

Both Gibbs and Tony stood quickly from their desks; Gibbs barked an order at Tony while Tony told Amali to go to Abby's lab.

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