Hello people, thanks for the reviews. This is chapter four, in Ella's point of view. Hope you enjoy it.

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Ella's P.O.V.

It was 4 am when I got up. I'm pretty used to getting up this early, cause literally everyone gets up this early. Jake (Jacob), my brother wasn't coming on this case-thing as he was in the middle of his bachelor's degree for some random subject...I think it is something to do with science. Anyway, when I went out of my room, I found dad already up in his basement and sanding his new boat, which is named after me!

"Dad," I said, "Aren't you meant to be getting ready? I mean, our plane is leaving really soon." Jethro smiled at me, and embraced me when I went down. I silently picked up a piece of sandpaper, and together, we began to sand the boat, left, right, left, right, the rhythm drumming into our heads, losing track of time until my mother appeared on the top of the stairs, hands on her hips.

"Jethro, Elanore. You are still sanding that damn boat of yours, when it is 0430. You are still in your pyjamas, Ella. Get up here. Jethro, I'm talking to you as well." I scurried meekly up the stairs, the tone that my mother used always made me do that. Dad still sanded the boat, and I hurried out the door, knowing that they were going to begin to scream at each other, Director at Special Agent. I was upstairs and I could still clearly hear it. I sighed, as I began to brush my teeth.

0600

Finally, we had arrived at the airport. Mum was driving, and since we had left so late, she drove like a maniac. Dad commented dryly that it seemed that he was finally experiencing what Ziva's driving was like. Ziva and my mum were really close friends, best friends. My mum had told me that it all started from a conversation mum had with Ziva in her office. It had turned into a girl's night out, and then after several "off-the-tracks", Ziva married Tony and Jenny had married Gibbs. It sounded so cute, almost like a fairytale.

When we got to the gates, mum flashed her ID, and they let her through. She parked in a spot, then we all got our luggage out, and began to carry and wheel it to the rather small plane. The plane would fit everyone in the team perfectly, with a spot or two to spare. It seemed that we were the first to arrive, not that that was unusual. The Fornells arrived next, and right at the ding of 0600, Tony, Ziva and Emmery climbed out of the car. Tony and Ziva were bickering, Emmery took Ziva's point of view. It was rather amusing to watch. My friend looked so similar to Ziva, so it seemed like there were two Zivas screaming at one Anthony DiNozzo. Dad took control, walked over and head-slapped them both. To Em, he gave a small smile. Ziva and Tony glared at one another. Emmery ran to me, trying to avoid the continuos arguments of her mum and dad.

"Hey, Ella, hey Emily" she smiled, and we hugged each other. She then hugged Emily.

"Its so embarrassing when your parents bicker like that," Emmery sighed, "But I get used to it. It seems like Ziva and Tony were known for their bickering."

"Don't worry, Emmy. Jenny and Gibbs were known to scream at one another in her office. It's so strange, our parents. When you talk of their past, it's like really weird," I had heard enough stories about my mum and dad, and Paris was the worst one. Especially how mum left dad...that was sad. But the idea that dad's had tons of ex-wives doesn't bug me, but the death of my half-sister Kelly and his first wife Shannon is so sad. We each climbed onto the plane, settled down, and the plane zoomed off, leaving America far behind.


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