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Chapter 12

After three hours at their crime scene, Ducky had gone down to Mossad's autopsy. Ziva had walked in about an hour later. Mossad had moved Director David's body, and placed him downstairs.

"Hello Agent David," Ducky said.

"Hello Ducky," she said quietly. She looked at her father's body on the metal slab. Tears were pushing at the back of her eyes, but she resisted granting their entrance.

Ducky could tell that she was resisting. "Ziva?"

"I am fine Ducky," she said sharply. She realized her tone. "I am sorry. I did not mean to snap at you."

"It's alright Ziva. Why don't I give you two a moment?" he said. Then he left the room.

Ziva looked down at her father. His eyed were closed, but she could almost feel him talking to her. She touched his hand, then his cheek, and then she touched his head. "I'm sorry Aba. Please forgive me." Ziva walls caved in. She felt a tear slide down her cheek. Then a few more, and somewhere along the way, she began to cry.

Ziva didn't hear the door open behind her, because Tony had walked in. He walked over to her, and stood there. H e wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close. Ziva melted into him.

"It's gonna be okay, Ziva. It's not your fault," he said trying to calm her down.

Ziva began murmuring something. It sounded like a song, but it was in Hebrew. Tony couldn't understand the words, so he just stood there. Ziva must have been a mind-reader because she said, "It is a lullaby. He used to sing it to me as a little girl. If I had a nightmare, or I began to cry."

"Can you translate it? Tell me what it says," he asked. Tony's voice was soft and sweet. Ziva loved that about him.

"It says, 'Be strong my little girl. It is nothing to cry over. Just forget it and think happy thoughts.'"

"How often did he sing that to you?" he asked.

Ziva looked up at him. "I'm not sure. I remember when my house was nearly bombed. There was a loud sound when I was asleep. I woke up and smelled smoke. I was only five years old, so I broke out in tears. My father came in to check on Talia and me," Ziva said as she reminisced.

"I'm sorry Ziva."

"It's okay Tony. It is not your fault." She looked up at his and smiled. "My main focus is finding my father's killer. My emotions will not be getting in the way," she said confidently.

"That's my ninja." Tony smiled at his little joke.

Ziva also smiled. She kissed his cheek, and walked out of the autopsy.

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