Sarah ran into the arms of an awaiting blonde woman, tears streaming down her face as the older woman pulled her into the helicopter, the entire roof was engulfed in strong winds that was emitted by the helicopter. Not a single mark etched the helicopter, as it flew over Washington DC.

The blonde woman held the younger woman close, like a mother would her child, like Ziva would love to hold her little girl, and like Sarah would like to hold Tali like, "Are you okay my princess?" she asked softly

Sarah cried, snuggled and shook her head, before looking up at her, her eyes were pleading, begging, she had formed a very strong bond with the elder woman, in fact the blonde had in fact raised her and taught her how to smile again, "I...I can't take this any more Mom" she said, crying, for once her emotions overcome her and overtook her senses.

The blonde, who we will simply refer to as 'Miss Jones' for security purposes, watched her adopted daughter and pulled her close, tears filled her own eyes in pain at seeing her 'daughter' in so much emotional pain, "I'll fix it princess, I want a better life for you, don't worry...everything will be okay in the end" she said solemnly, and ran her hand through the Israeli child's hair, rocking her as the helicopter got closer to their destination, a secret and undisclosed location somewhere outside Washington DC.

Sarah looked up at her and sighed, "What are you talking about Mom?" she asked confused, knowing it ..well thinking it impossible to get out of such a high security agency

Miss Jones sighed, and looked into her adoptive daughter's bright blue eyes, the spark in her eyes had never fully shown, and she hoped that with this plan that she could reveal Sarah's 'spark', when Miss Jones met her, it was when Sarah tried to murder Miss Jones, everyone around them knew that Sarah would never harm Miss Jones. Their relationship and grown over time, and even though Miss Jones saw flashes of Sarah's carefree and happy 'spark', she wanted to see it full-time, but in the agency and with so much blood on her hands...well its hard to smile in such circumstances. "Do not worry my Princess, I will make sure that you and your family are safe"

The younger woman looked up at her, and cupped her cheek as she looked into her eyes, "You are family...do not do anything unless you are going to be okay, I … I love you Mom and if keeping everything the way it is keeps you safe then I will do it..." she said crying harder than before at the thought of losing her adoptive mother, visions of death flashed in her eyes, her own mind scaring her and punishing her for wanting out.

Pulling Sarah closer, she bit her lip, "I want you to be happy and safe" she said softly, not quite answering the question that had been asked, a single tear slipping down her cheek, she hastily slipped on her shades after brushing away the tear trail.

Sarah pulled the shades from her face before she had a chance to react, "I need you, If I don't have you with me, I don't want to live at all" she said with pain in her eyes

Miss Jones looked away and then looked at Sarah, "I need you to live on no matter what happens to me, please don't threaten your death with me"

Sarah moved from her, "Then do not even think of doing anything that results in your death, because I need you Mom, why can't you understand that?"

The older woman sighed and ran her hand through her hair, "Come here honey, I promise you that I won't do anything silly" she said softly and in a caring manner

Sarah moved forwards and curled in the older woman's lap, like a small child, sucking at her thumb she managed to fall asleep with tear stained cheeks.

Miss Jones held the younger girl close and stroked her hair, as the helicopter landed in a remote place, and the blonde woman lifted her up and carried her into the small house.

Sarah mumbled incoherently and snuggled into her, Miss Jones lay down on the bed with her adoptive daughter, whilst her security detail secured the area and the house. Miss Jones stayed awake whilst Sarah slept.

A member of security entered the room, making very little sound as indicated by Miss Jones, Sarah leapt up and pressed a gun to the man's head, "What are you doing?" she asked pinning him to the floor, as he raised his arms up

The fully grown 30 year old man stuttered in fear, "I ..I was ...was going...was going to check the windows" he said glancing towards his boss

Miss Jones smiled, "Sarah it is okay, he is just doing his job" she said indicating for Sarah to come closer, and for the man to do his job.

Sarah moved back to her adoptive mother but kept her gun raised, as the man checked the window, and then moved back to the door, "I shall leave you be" he said softly and left the room so Sarah dropped her weapon and moved into her mothers arms

Miss Jones smiled, "You do know that you do not need to threaten to shoot everyone who comes near me"she said softly to her and continued to run her hands through the young girl's corkscrew curls

Sarah smiled, and snuggled into her in a content manner, "I want to keep you safe" she said softly

Miss Jones pulled her closer and smiled, "I want to keep you safe too" she said softly