AN: I am so sorry! It has been forever, and I deleted some stories to make room in my life to update more! I do have to say, I will be moving soon. Sadly, to Alaska...If you're from Alaska, you should help me! I'm not good with moving and undoing my life. So I am trying

Anyways, New chapter finally! YAY!

Beloved Princess

She was laying in the bed, IV stuck to her, monitor watching her heart beat. Gibbs sat there, staring at her. She looked so much like her father, it was annoying, but, at the same time, she was just a kid. Barely old enough to leave her country yet, she was here, in the hospital. He racked through his brain. She was here, and now, she was in a hospital. Because of him, and because of her father.

"You should go home. I'll stay with her." Ziva walked in, the backpack and book in her hands.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"...It was not something we ever discussed. Sarah's mother...she uh, wasn't on our side. She died when Sarah was five. Ari took her, brought her home and told father. Tali and I were the only ones who knew. She was so tiny, but the way...the way she looked when serious, you could not doubt who she belonged to." Ziva sat down on the edge of the bed. "I promised him, long ago, if he died, I would watch over Sarah."

Gibbs took this all in. Sarah stirred a little, and Ziva dabbed her forehead with water. "So, what are we going to do about her?"

Ziva shook her head. "I called my father. He will be here tomorrow to take her home."

Gibbs looked at the face of a 19 year old Israeli girl. One, who loved her father, and missed him;she blamed no one for his choices. She was smart, very brilliant, yet she lost something too soon.

"Ziva...think you could let her stay?"

"What?"

"She can stay with me. She's here to learn something, right?"

Ziva shook her head. "There is nothing for her here. She needs to go home."

"I want to..." a mummbled voice came and the two looked down at Sarah. Her eyes were baely open but she gave a small smile. "I want to stay...please..."

"...Sarah...'

"I miss him, every day. I miss the letters...Please, Ziva...I need..." She coughed a little and sat up to take a drink. "Is it so bad?"

"...No." Ziva shook her head and patted the girl's head. "Little one, if you must, then I'll talk with him." Sarah nodded. Ziva pulled out her phone, walking out of the room. Sarah didn't look at Gibbs. She just stared off for a moment. Her dark brown eyes stared away, and she was mumbling something.

"...You sure you want to stay?"

"Some day, I want to look back...and know I did my best."

"Like you do about Ari?"

"Yes." She looked at him, her eyes determined to see this through to the end. Gibbs sighed. This was going to be rough. He had no idea how to deal with a 19 year old, let alone one who believed in her father's twisted logic. Sarah was nothing like Kelly. She was barely truly cheerful, and it was rare that she let her wall fall down. So why did he want to help her? What made it so he wanted to?

"Sarah, grand father is still coming to visit. Eh, okay?" Ziva stood in the doorway, snapping her phone shut. "I'll be here with you."

Sarah just nodded her head, and reached out, taking the book. She flipped it open, going through different pages and reading some of them. Ziva shook her head for a moment. Gibbs motioned for Ziva, and he whispered, "Why is she so attached to Ari?"

"He's all she has. Even after Ari died, Father didn't really look at her. He paid for school, her dorm, everything, but he didn't really pay her any mind. I did when I could, but all her life, Ari has been the only one giving her love and affection. Would you be any different?" Ziva whispered back angrily and then sat down next to Sarah, going through the book with her. Gibbs could only watch and wonder what her life must have been like. Kelly had her parents, and her grandparents. All the love in the world, but this young girl had only a sick, twisted father to care for her.

He was probably a very kind father. He doted on her, sent her letters and gifts, brought her along on his adventures. Ari's other side was such a contrast to the man he had met years ago. This girl, Sarah, was proof of a once softer side. A side made and held just for her. "Oh, see, I never got to go to London with hi, you're so lucky," Ziva cooed and Sarah smiled. Her smile, fake. She was still hurt and the book would always do that. The book was her connection to a man, in Gibbs's eyes, should never have a kid.

"London was amazing...I was, what, ten? It was beautiful..." Sarah sighed ad looked at a picture, not sure which, but Gibbs knew Ari was in it. She could not hide the look on her face. The adoration and love. She was soft for him, the way he was soft for her.

"...You really should rest some more. Tomorrow you'll be let out." Ziva patted her head.

"...Gibbs.." Sarah called out as they were about to leave. 'What was she like?" Sarah pulled out a photo. It was of Kate. Gibbs eyed the picture for a moment. So, Ari really left nothing out.

"She was smart, funny, Kind of full of herself. Strong, and She did like Ari, once," Gibbs answered as honestly as possible. How else could he put it without rage and ager.

"...Ok..." Sarah put the photo back and tucked herself in. She wasn't going anywhere. Not yet.

"So, when were you going to inform us that Ari had a kid?" Tony answered rather harshly to Ziva.

"...Never." Ziva answered honestly, continuing with her work. "I didn't think you needed to know."

"Well, you thought wrong, Officer David," Tony's eyes glared as he walked back to his desk. "It would be nice to know."

DING

The elevator door opened with Gibbs and Sarah walking in. "So, what were you going to school for exactly?"

"Internal Medicine." She looked around, Tony's eyes were wide. "Surprised to see me?" She asked, a grin plastered on her face. "I will be here for a while. Get acustomed to it."

"Use to..."

Mmm?" she looked back to where McGee was.

"The phrase is 'Get use to it'..or 'Get over it'..." He said rather quietly. Her eyes really were Ari's. It made him a little uncomfortable. "...Um..Timmothy McGee..."

"Oh...Hello." She nodded her head. She sat down next to Ziva and looked over her desk. She reached out, picking up one photo. The photo of Ziva and Ari as children. "You always have this?"

Ziva took the photo back and placed it in its spot. "I never go without it."

"...Ah..."

Gibbs got a call, and said a few things. "Come on, Sarah.." and she followed. Down the elevator they went into the basement. "If you're gonna stay, you're gonna work."

DING

"Hello Doctor Mallard," Sarah bowed her head as they stepped into the Autopsy Room.

"Hello dear, have we meet?" he asked, confused, but the moment she raised her head, Ducky froze. "I see, so the rumors are true. Well then...Get dressed, and come work. We have two dead Marines."

"Yes doctor,' she ran off to get scrubbed up.

"Jethro, how could you...?"

"...Ducky."

"...Fine, but you owe me one."

She was out and in her cover-up, scrubs underneath. "I'm ready." Her hair was pulled back and she kept it in a cap. Her eyes glistened with work to do and not be bored out of her mind. Gibbs nodded his head, leaving. She would be kept out of the way. Right now, he needed to go talk to Leon.

AN: So sorry its been a while. I'm still debating on if I will keep this up or not. Hopefully I will, but who knows.

Also, in case this takes me a while, please message me if you would like to take this story and continue with it. I will be moving soon, so updating as often as people would like may not work out that well.