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Chapter 10
"Your…your…life? Abby managed to say after been quiet for almost five minutes.
"Yes, this is what my life was before NCIS", Ziva stated.
"Knives and guns?" McGee was surprised. "I know you needed them in Mossad, but why are you holding them as a child?
"I got my first knife when I was four. That was the start of my training. And this gun was given to me when I was nine", Ziva explained. "This is really my childhood. You can watch and touch them if you like. These are in quite good order. I will answer to all your questions."
"Where did you get these know?" Abby asked.
"I took them with me when I left Israel. I did not know that my father had kept them. I do not know why he did it. I was about to leave them behind, but then I decided otherwise. I still do not know why. But I would not have been ready to face these earlier. But now my demons do not hunt me so much anymore", Ziva answered.
McGee and Abby started watching pictures and items. They seemed sad, surprised, upset and even tired.
"You look beaten in this picture", Abby pointed.
"Yes, I am, Ziva admitted. "I had a training session with a woman who was about half bigger than I was."
"Are you building a bomb in this picture?" McGee asked.
"Yes", Ziva answered. "All these pictures show my injuries from all my missions."
"I remember you told me that you were about sixteen when you joined the army", Abby said. "Is this your uniform?"
Ziva nodded and continued:
"Yes and it shows what my life was in army and in war."
"This shouldn't be surprise to me", McGee commented.
"But it still does", Abby finished sentence. "I mean we knew where you come from."
"Yes, and we know what Mossad is capable of, but still", McGee said. "Were you ever a child?"
"Yes, when I was very little. But I was never girly, more like a tomboy. I would have been able to be a child when my mother left my father and took me and Tali with her. But I did not know how", Ziva said.
"I know you have said that you volunteered to join Mossad, but I can't help thinking that this had something to do with your decision", Abby commented and showed all items in table.
"Yes, I did not know anything else but this. I had already gotten education to that direction. I would have been able to say no, but I do not know what kind of a life I would have gotten. Would my life have been easier? I do not know", Ziva admitted.
Ziva had few tears in her yeas. Abby pulled her into a tight hug.
"Oh Ziva", Abby said gently. "I have always kept you as a brave woman. But now even more."
"Thank you, I appreciate that", Ziva commented.
McGee gave Ziva a hug.
"I don't know what to say", he admitted. "But we love you the way you are."
"This makes me sad", Abby said. "But it makes me respect you even more."
"I agree", McGee stated. "I've known from the beginning what a fighter you are and now I understand even better where you got that from."
"Your past is in this table, but your future is around you. And that is all that matters. I thank God that you are here", Gibbs said.
"Don't thank God, thank Jenny", Tony commented.
Tony's comment got everyone laugh.
"I would if I could", Gibbs commented smiling.
Despite his smile there was still something sad in his yes.
Ziva started putting all her things back to box and finally closed it.
"I think this little one wants you", Vance said.
Ziva took Talia to her arms.
"How about we go to break room? That is more comfortable place. No offence to your office, director. But I think we all need something to eat and drink", Abby suggested.
"I have to change Talia's diaper", Ziva commented. "Bu I will come after that."
"Can I change her diaper?" Abby asked.
"Sure", Ziva promised.
"We'll take this box to morgue", Palmer and Ducky promised.
"Good idea", Gibbs said. "No one will go there."
Abby and Ziva went to bathroom.
"I look awful", Ziva said and started cleaning her face.
"You look beautiful", Abby stated.
Abby gently undressed Talia and tried to clean her. Talia started kicking wildly with her small legs.
"Ah, you little ninja", Abby said. "Are you enjoying teasing aunt Abby?"
"Aunt Abby?" Ziva commented smiling.
"What else would I be?" Abby asked innocently.
"Well I think aunt Abby will go just well", Ziva smiled. "Uncle Tony sounds good".
Abby started laughing and continued:
"Well, how about uncle Ducky, uncle Tim or uncle Jimmy?"
"Grandpa Gibbs", Ziva smiled.
"He will enjoy that", Abby suspected.
"Yeah, I am sure of that", Ziva admitted.
After trying a while Abby managed to change Talia's diaper. Together they dressed Talia.
"Wait, I will fix my make-up", Ziva said.
Abby took Talia to her arms while Ziva fixed her look. After that they left the bathroom.
In the break room:
Talia didn't go back to sleep immediately like she usually did. Instead she watched everyone with her big, brown yeas.
"Yes sweetie, this is your family, Ziva smiled. "There is Gibbs, Vance, Tony, Tim, Ducky, Jimmy and Abby. We are a bit weird family and you will learn it."
"Gibbs looks tough and sometimes even scary, but he already likes you. Inside he is softie and he has a big heart. Timmy is like a soft teddy bear, he is kind and he will teach you everything about computers. Tony, he knows everything about movies. I'm sure he will start your education soon. If you ever hurt yourself, Ducky and Jimmy will take care of you. Ducky has lot of stories in his head. You will never get bored with him. Jimmy is funny, maybe you will learn to find places together. And Leon Vance, he keeps us all under control. And your mommy is a beautiful ninja. She won't let anyone hurt you", Abby introduced.
"Abby forgot one person, herself", Ziva continued and rubbed Talia's hair. "Abby is really happy and full of energy. She is always smiling and really shows how much she cares and loves. She will teach you the power of hugs"
"No one is going to take you away", Gibbs promised.
"That person would have to go through us", Tony and McGee said.
"But I still have to ask: What happens now?" Ziva asked.
"We'll to court", Gibbs answered.
"And I will personally make sure that the judge is capable of doing the right decisions.
Talia was unaware of everything what was happening around her and she just enjoyed all the attention she was getting. She got food, clean clothes and diapers when she needed them. And if she wanted to be holded, someone always took her. And those are the only things that mattered to her.
"I am still scared that I am going to lose her. I already love her. I never thought that I would be capable of feeling such a thing", Ziva admitted.
"Ziver, look at me", Gibbs said. "We will fight. Her place is in here, with us".
"You are not alone", McGee promised.
"Yeah, you have the director of NCIS, three federal agents, forensics specialist and ME and his assistant around you", Tony explained.
"We are not easy to go through", Ducky said.
"I don't even want to imagine putting Gibbs out of my way", Palmer mumbled.
"And who wants to know my bad side?" Abby commented.
"That would be no one who knows you", Ziva admitted.
"And since when has this group started giving up on something they know is right?" Vance asked.
"Never", everyone said at the same time.
Suddenly there was a man standing right front of them.
"Leon Vance, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Anthony DiNozzo and Ziva David", he asked.
"Yes, we are", Vance said and pointed himself, Gibbs, Ziva and Tony.
"You have been sued", the man explained.
"Based on what grounds?" Gibbs wanted to know.
"Counteracting and threatening social worker and abduction", the man answered. "SECNAV has been informed. Someone will come and get the baby".
After that everyone went quiet. Ziva started crying and also Abby had tears in her yes. Rest of the team was quiet and scared. Their worst nightmare was making its presence known. Suddenly Vance's phone started ringing.
"Leon Vance", he answered. "Yes, we were just informed. Yes, they are with me. We'll see you in MTAC".
Haha, am I been mean or what? Shorter chapter, but will give you hint about future and what is going to happen.