I realize that I forgot to post on Tuesday. Sorry! I have been meaning to update but it hasn't worked the greatest. :S So, here we go!
Thanks to all who reviewed on the last chapter - Guest, Troubled-Angel-26, helltowngirl61 (two reviews), Loads of Randomness, Suzy Q1068, MissShepardGibbs, Sarai, DS2010, Jibbsforever, and Fan! :D
Now please enjoy!
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Ziva blinked a few times sleepily. Then she sat up and looked around before remembering something - Mama was away last night! Oh no! What if Mama got lost and forgot to come home?! What if Mama did not come back for little Ziva?!
The toddler gasped and slid out of the side of her bed, toddling to Mama's room with as much hurry as possible on such short little legs. She reached Mama's room, stood on her tip toes, and struggled to try to open the door knob. It was a little high. Ziva dropped down from her tip toes and pouted a second before realizing that it was open a crack and she could peek inside. With a little push the door opened!
AND THERE WAS NO MAMA!
Ziva ran to Mama's bed and looked inside, her little heart beating quickly with anxiety. Still no Mama.
She spun around in a circle, looking for her Mama. No sign of Mama anywhere.
"Mama!" Ziva squealed, plopping onto the mat on the floor next to Mama's bed. "Mama!" she wailed at the top of her lungs - in such serious times as this there was no room for quiet whimpers first. One needed full-force screams from the outset. "Mama! Mama! MAMA!"
She heard steps and looked up sadly through her tears. Maybe Abby was somewhere around here and would come help - not that anything would really help if Mama was gone forever!
"Oh, baby, did you get scared?" said a gentle voice from the doorway. It was a voice that Ziva knew and loved. Mama! Mama was HERE! Ziva tried to blink the sudden tears from her eyes so that she could see. But it did not matter. Mama was picking her up, cuddling her and kissing her forehead. She wiped the tears from the distraught toddler's wet cheeks.
"It is okay, Zizi, it's okay," Mama cooed, sitting down on her bed and holding Ziva in her lap. "Mama's right here. Did you get scared that I was gone?"
Ziva nodded against her Mama, wailing even more. Mama had to be punished for abandoning her baby in a cold and heartless world. Never mind that the "abandoning" had been leaving her with Abby, netting the lucky toddler with more treats and presents in one evening than anyone would have ever suspected had been stashed in that esteemed babysitter's bag. Forget that the "cold" and "heartless" world had been filled with warm bubble baths and story time and cotton candy and cuddles and the best bedtime in remembrance. Mama had been a bad mama! She needed to feel sorry for being a bad mama before being forgiven.
But then ... Mama had good cuddles and Ziva had missed her Mama cuddle last night. Abby cuddles were nice but Mama's were better.
Ziva lifted her teary face to Mama. Her lip pushed out in a pout was trembling.
"Kissy?"
"Of course, sweetie," Mama said, giving her three kisses instead of one.
Ziva snuggled against her and began to calm down. Snuggling against Mama she could hear her heartbeat. The rhythmic sound soothed the toddler who began to suck on the tip of her finger as the tears dried and her eyes blinked heavily.
"How about you cuddle in bed with Mama until it's time to get ready for daycare? We still have half an hour until you normally wake up," Mama said softly, settling Ziva into the big cozy bed with her.
Ziva reached over and grabbed a hold of Mama's hand. She might be willing to forgive but not to forget. The little queen of demands looked at her mama sternly as she suddenly remembered the cause of all her troubles. Who had taken Mama away? Who had prevented Mama from being there for bedtime and wake-up time.
"No mowe Mittew Dibbs," she grumbled possessively.
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Jenny did not know how to react when Ziva spoke out against "Mittew Dibbs". She wanted to cry and groan and laugh at the toddler's declaration.
It is too early in the morning to deal with this. Later. This can wait until later.
For now she humoured the lovable miniature tyrant by kissing her tummy and making her little face dimple with giggles before the tiny eyelids closed once again in a sleep of relief. And it only took a short time for Jenny to join her little one in slumber land - but not before setting a second alarm.
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I hope that you enjoyed.
See you soon!