Title: A Chance On Happiness
Disclaimer: I own NCIS... Yeah right, would be nice if I could put that above my stories, don't you think?
Spoilers: Not really, not episode based.
Summary: A witness to the murder of a marine, brings a long hidden secret to the surface.
Warnings: I would say none, unless you can not handle not graphic mention murder.
"Who are you, exactly?" Gibbs said as he leaned onto McGee's desk, where Leia was still sitting as she was told.
"Leia Revers. I told you." Her faced showed misunderstanding as, she looked up at the man leaning onto the desk.
"It was a hit. And you were the target." Gibbs growled. Shocked crossed the girls face.
"Why?" Gibbs asked.
"Why?" A little louder. Leia shook her head.
"Why, in heavens name, would someone order a hit on a Dutch soldier on American grounds? Why are you here?" Again Gibbs received no answer.
"Take her down." He said to Tony and he watched them walk away.
"Ziva, I want a full background check on Leia Revers."
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"She is clean, Gibbs. Squeaky clean. I can not find anything unusual. She went through to school in the Netherlands. Finished with amazingly high scores. She could have been at university by now. She choose the army in favor of that. Perfect scores there too. Maybe a little too perfect for a girl her age and history."
"But you suspect something." Gibbs had recognized the look in Ziva's eyes.
"Her background is too perfect. It looks made, not real. Like the fake backgrounds used in the "itness protection system. I think she is hiding something."
"What about her army record? Is that real? She was staying at an American base, why?"
"The Dutch army sent her. That I checked and that is definitely real. Only I have the feeling they were acting on orders, they did not just sent her here." Gibbs took the file from his agent and walked into the room where Leia was waiting.
"You are hiding something. You may not have know about the hit until I told you that it was just that, but there is a reason why it was set up. What are you hiding?"
"Nothing, why should I hide anything?"
"Don't know, tell me. Who are you?" Leia shook her head.
"Why are you here?"
"I was sent here, by the army."
"Why?" This time Leia shrugged her shoulders.
"You said training."
"Yeah, that was what I did here. Training, with corporal Jamie Andrews and his unit. But you already know this, I told you."
"Why did you come here? Who sent you here?"
"The army."
"No, they did not." Gibbs saw something flicker behind the eyes in front of him.
"Where did you go to school?" He changed the subject.
"Utrecht."
"What?"
"Utrecht, it is a place in the Netherlands."
"Right, but where did you really go to school?"
"What do you mean?"
"They do not know you, at that school in the Netherlands."
"You are lying."
"I am done with this. This profile of yours, that I ordered to be made" He pulled the conclusions of Ziva's search out of the file and put them on the table in front of the girl.
"It is a fake. This is not you. Who are you?" Some soft words slipped past her lips. No English, Dutch maybe? Gibbs thought. He watched the girl, then his cell phone rang.
"It was Hebrew." The voice on the other side said. He closed his phone.
After watching the girl for a few more minutes Gibbs stood up and walked out of the room.
"What was she saying?"
"She was cursing. I did not catch about what."
With a nod Gibbs looked through the window, now he was no longer in the room, Leia had grabbed the file and went through it. Her features were dark.
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"How many languages do you speak? " His first question was, when he reentered the interrogation room. She clearly had not expected that question.
"Eight, maybe. I read at least ten languages." She sounded proud.
"Which?"
"I speak Dutch, English, German, French, Russian, Arabic, Hebrew and a little Chinese. I can also read Latin and Greek, but I guess that does not count."
"Why do you speak Hebrew?" She looked up startled, in her eyes Gibbs saw he had won.
"There is only one country in this world where they speak Hebrew." It was just a statement.
"Where did you go to school?" He went on where he had left off, before he left he room.
"Jerusalem." Was the soft answer, as she looked away from his gaze.
"What is your name?"
"Sarah Levi."
"Who sent you here?"
"The Dutch army."
"That is not true. That is not why you are here!" He had hit the table.
"Alright, I thought I was sent here by the Dutch army. That was, until your Special Agent was introduced to me as Ziva David!"
"What do you think now?"
"Eli sent me."
"Why do you think that?"
"Because Abby told me she was his daughter. Coincidences do not exist, not in his world."
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Behind the glass Ziva tensed up. She realized that the girl had said Eli. Not Mossad, not Director, not even Eli David, but just Eli. There were few people that called him that, and she was not one of them. The girl on the other side of the glass did so without hesitation, she was clearly used to it.
Gibbs continued.
"In the world of Director Eli David of Mossad?" He asked, unnecessarily, he knew the answer.
"Yes."
"How do you know him?"
"He is my grandfather." Her innocent answer sounded.
Behind the dark glass, a tear rolled down Ziva's cheek as she pushed her way past Tony, out of the room.
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"So, the Dutch army sent you. What was you mission?"
"Participate in the training, gather as much information as you can, about everything. I thought it was just a test to prove my observations skills, the army does not trust my skills yet. I should have known Eli was behind it."
"You said Eli was your grandfather. Who are your parents?"
"My father is said to be a traitor to his country. My mother was a secret." She had conceded in telling everything. She had realized she had no choice.
"I was adopted. My adoptive parents change my name to Leia Revers when they went to the Netherlands. When I was twelve they told me I was adopted and sent my to another family in Jerusalem. I went to school there and when I had learned to speak Hebrew properly, something they found very important, Eli showed up.
He introduced himself as my true grandfather. Told me I was born to serve Mossad, I had more than once thought about becoming a soldier, so I was glad when he told me I would be aloud to start training for Mossad early. I was fourteen then. I was kept away from Tel Aviv and the Mossad headquarters until I was sixteen." She stopped for a second. Gibbs' eyes stayed focused on her face. He still did not answer he desperately wanted.
"Once I was aloud to be their I found out some more about my parents. Not from Eli, he loves me and would tell me everything I wanted to, but my parents and especially my mother were a secret. I could not asked.
Other officers told me things. My father was once a Mossad officer, discharged, a shame for Mossad as people said. Details about him were easy to find.
I found out Eli had two daughters, one of which was my mother. But I did not know who, all I knew that once Eli had let slip that my mom was a failure. She had failed his expectations.
I found out that one had died young, which meant nothing, she could have been a failure and I had already found my real mother had been very young when she had me. The one still alive was gone. She had become a whisper in the hallways. No one dared to mention her, in fear of the Director. I did not know anything about her.
That was until I found the second daughter, today, here at NCIS. I questioned Abby. She told me how Ziva had ended up here, as an NCIS Agent. I realized she was the lost daughter. And I realized why she was a failure in Eli's eyes, I knew what my mom had become. A silent whisper in the hallways." She stopped again.
"I guess me being sent here, probably has something to do with this. Either Mossad ordered the hit to take me out. Or someone who lost someone at my hands. In that case the hit was a coincidence and my real mission had a different goal, that I had not been told yet."
Gibbs was shocked, but hoped it did not show. He still had questions.
"How come you can walk into this building without an escort?"
"I have been here before."
"When?"
"September 2009."
"When we were in Somalia. To save your mother. Why?"
"I was the most trustworthy courier Eli said he had. So he sent me, with some sealed, confidential files Leon Vance had requested. When I came here today, I said I needed to speak to Vance and he told them to let me walk up. Don't really know why I did not get an escort."
"How much does Ziva know?"
"I really do not know." Gibbs stood up.
"You are coming with me."
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"DiNozzo, where is Ziva?" Gibbs would have expected Ziva to be in the observation room as well, but she was nowhere to be seen.
Tony cast a glance at the girl standing next to Gibbs. Now he did recognize some of Ziva's features in the girl. He shook his head as he focused on Gibbs again.
"Don't know boss, she stormed out. Just after she" he mentioned to the girl, "started whispering in Hebrew and continued the interview."
Gibbs looked at the girl at his site.
"How are we going to call you, Leia or Sarah?"
"Sarah, like that better." Was her short answer, she now looked a bit upset. More that she had during the investigation.
"Sarah, find your mother. I am sure she did not leave the building." On that the girl walked away.
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After going by Abby, who had not seen her, but told her she should go done to see if Ziva was with Ducky; and visiting Ducky, who had not seen Ziva either, Sarah walked up to the squad room.
As she neared the toilet she saw Ziva come out.
"Ziva, wait." Ziva looked up at the girl calling her name. Then she turned and walked towards the elevator.
Just before the doors closed after her, Sarah slipped in as well. After looking at Sarah for a few seconds, Ziva hit the off-switch and slumped down the side of the elevator. She no longer tried to stop her tears. Sarah sat down on the opposite side, not knowing what to say anymore.
"Did they talked you in?" Ziva asked, as she had not followed the interrogation.
"Yes, years ago."
"You are only eighteen, the should not have done that."
"Eli pulled some strings, said I was destined to be in and I wanted to."
"He made you into me." Silence filled the cart after this statement.
"Where did you life? Not in Tel Aviv."
"The Netherlands, at first. Later in Jerusalem. Came to Tel Aviv two year ago."
"After I had left him for good." Ziva looked away from the girl on the other side of the cart.
"Does he love you?" Ziva turned back to the girl, staring intently at her.
"He says so. I think he does."
"As an operative or for who you are?" Ziva sounded angry.
"I do not know." Now a tear slid down Sarah's cheek.
"I missed you. Everyday of my life." Ziva whispered, extracting more tears from the girl in front of you. Sarah had to swallow a few times, before she could voice her own question.
"They say my father is a traitor. Who is he?" Ziva sighed.
"He is no traitor. But he loved Eli David's daughter, she loved him back. And Eli David did not like it, so he used all of his power to get him burned. He succeeded."
"They killed him." An nod was all the response Ziva could give her, as new tears came to the surface.
"And you truly love him." Sarah's voice was that thick with tears, that it was hard to hear what she said. Again all Ziva could do was nod.
Sarah stood up slowly and extended her arm to the woman down on the floor in front of her. Ziva looked up to her daughters face and took the hand. After Sarah pulled her mother up, embraced her, eighteen years of unshared love expressed in that one hug.
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"Why didn't you tell me, Ziver?" Ziva was down in Gibbs' basement, Sarah had left seconds ago as she wanted to spent some time alone.
"I could not. It hurt. Too much." New tears appeared in her eyes.
"I also knew Eli would eventually talk her in, somehow. I did not know if she would be alive." Ziva stopped fighting the tears and let them fall.
"I thought I would never see her again, after Eli forced me to give her up. I guess he deliberately gave her to a family that would leave the country. So I would not find her." Gibbs walked over and pulled his Agent close. Ziva's body started to shake, pouring out all emotions building up over the past few hours.
"It will be alright, Ziver. You have her back now." He whispered in her. "You have her back."
Finally Ziva had calmed enough to speak again.
"Yes, I have. I have my daughter back."
Gibbs smiled. His mind flashing to the daughter he would never get back. He was happy Ziva got her chance on experiencing that happiness. She deserved it.
Review! - MNMmie
A/N: Some things this fic come from my imagination only. Please, do not sent me reviews saying I got a fact wrong. Better tell me what you think of the story.