Kari tossed and turned in her bed, it had been three hours since she had opened a dark and curious box, and her mind was eager for a full answer.She rolled over and got up, itching her eyes and turning her aching neck to the neon green light of the alarm clock.

"For god's sake" she mumbled and slipped on her purple slippers, her feet dragging along the wooden flooring of her room. It was making the kind of annoying swishy sound.

She opened her door with one simple movement, her dark hair falling down on her shoulders, the small ray of light coming through the blinds highlighting her teenage figure delicately. As much as it was said, she looked so much like her mother from behind.She walked sluggishly to her mother's bedroom door, which was half open. Ziva was sleeping soundly, the open window lit one side of her face, silky curtains blowing about in the late nights breeze. Kari took silent steps into the room, kicking her slippers off so she would make little noise.

Kari moved to the bottom of Ziva's bed, she traced the intricate designs on the bed cover, white swirls covering a deep red silky fabric. She watched Ziva turn in her bed, the covers hugging at her body. Deep snores rising from her red open lips, it was a sweet sight for Kari. All her life she had wondered what her mother would look like at peaceful times like this, she could barely remember the times she actually had with Ziva. If any at all.Her mind wandered over to Tony, probably the sweetest and strange man she had ever known. He was filling the shoes of being her father more and more, truthfully. It puzzled her that Tony and Ziva hadn't taken they're small relationship more seriously, it seemed to her they were made for each other.

"Mmm Ari, no.. I wont, I-I.. I wont -" Ziva mumbled in her sleep, her first peaceful dream was turning into a dark walk down memory lane.

Kari tilted her head and watched her mother; the same name was being spoken again, the name that was causing so much trouble.

"That's it" she whispered and got up, picking up Ziva's cell phone on the way out and searching for Tony's number in the phone book.

She dialed the number and waited for a response.

"Ziva? Miss me already?" Said a drowsy voice.

"Ew! God Tony, look could you come over?" Kari asked, not bothering to explain why.

"Kari? Yeah sure, I'll be there in ten" Tony said and hung up.

Kari sighed and sat down, she hoped Tony wouldn't get pissed at her.

About ten minutes later there was a light knock on the door and Kari got up to answer it.

"Kari? What's going on?" Tony said, stepping inside and instinctively clearing the room.

Kari hushed him and moved his gun down, "Calm down Tony, Shh follow me. I'm guessing you know the way to Ziva's room, yes?" Kari said with a grin, she poked her tongue out as he poked her in the side.

"Haha Kari" Tony joked as they stealthy walked into Ziva's room. Doing they're best not to stir Ziva form her slumber.

"Listen" Kari provoked and pointed to Ziva.

Tony listened intently, and as if it was planned, Ziva started tossing and turning in her sleep, tears of pain streaming from her eyes.

"Ari! Please don't, you've k-killed e-e-nough" She screamed out in dismay.

Tony and Kari watched her; the need to slowly wake her up and hold her was growing by each painful tick.

Tony gulped and looked at Kari, her face begging for answers. "She should be the one to tell you" he mouthed, then turned his head to the door.

Kari took the hint and left the room so Tony could wake Ziva,

Tony put his hands on Ziva's shoulders and gently shook her.

"Ziva, Ziva honey" he said affectionately, his voice rose.

Ziva's eyes flew open and she sat up rapidly, her sweat soaked body powering itself into Tony. "Tony!" she called out.

Tony wrapped his arms around her and rocked her gently; Ziva's eyes darted around the room manically until she regained her composure.

"What are you doing here?" Ziva asked, pulling away from Tony and crossing her legs.

Tony looked at the open door; Kari was standing just outside of it, leaning against the wall. "Kari called me, I really think you should tell her about him, Ziva" Tony advised.

Ziva nodded in defeat and looked up to the door "Kari" she called.

Kari walked in, her hair a little messy from leaning against the wall, her arms freezing from the cold. "Talk" she said bluntly.

Tony watched as Ziva explained every little detail, what Ari had done, and what she had done to Ari. Kari showed little emotion, Tony was shocked at this, he thought that finding out you're family was pretty much a bloody mess was a traumatic thing, obviously not for this tough cookie.

"Jeeze, this family is screwed up," Kari said truthfully.

Ziva chuckled lightly; she got up and walked out to the kitchen, Tony following her. Kari taking the hint, left for her room.

Tony leant on the counter, he watched Ziva carefully as she stretched upwards to reach for a glass. "Mmm" he mumbled, his mind wandering back to a couple of weeks ago. It had been too long, had they even bothered talking about they're relationship? Was there one?

"Ziva" Tony asked.

"Yes, Tony?" she replied.

"Is there something left between us?" He asked, his voice dangerously serious again.

Ziva stopped, and turned around. If she had to be honest with herself, she had fallen in love with the caring side of Tony, heck. She had fallen in love with every last bit of Tony.

"Tony, I-" she began.

Tony walked towards her, a faint grin playing at his lips, his arms slowly making their way around Ziva's waist. "Ziva, I think I love you," he whispered.

Ziva locked eyes with him, she never classed herself as much of a romantic, and she was more of a one-night stand type of gal. Not because she wanted to be, it was because it always seemed to end up that way. "And I think I love you too" she whispered, her eyes welling up with rare tears of happiness.

And there they stood; locked in each others embrace, finally realizing that somehow, they were secretly made for each other.

Hey! and there we have it! I'm gunna make this the last chapter now, I think its a sweet ending, right? And yeah I know, Kari's reaction to Ari could have been better, but you never know, I might think about writing an add on to this story, and then you might get her full responce!