This is my first fanfic- please don't criticise. I love Ziva...this will just be a one shot of her visiting a graveyard that held her sister and her mother in isreal.
Ziva walked slowly up to the graveyard. She knelt down in the dirt, looking at the two headstones beside each other.
"Shalom, ima," she said softly. "shalom, Tali." She laughed brokenly.
"I miss you, ima, Talia," she whispered, and started to sing a hebrew song, one her mother and her sister favoured. Ziva stood up and smiled sadly.
"I will always love you."