Tony Dinozzo Gibbs – 10 years old

Tim McGee Gibbs – 8 years old

Abigail (Abby) Scutio Gibbs – 7 years old

Ziva David- 9 years old

ASL: Italics

Chinese: underline

CHAPTER 2: Meeting Ziva

Ziva felt very perturbed as she sat on the airplane… as it was making its final decent into Washington D.C. She knew of course why her mother wanted her to go to D.C. and live with these people. She also knew her father was a bad man. She had firsthand experience of that. This is not what she was mad about. No. She was mad because she had to leave all of her friends, and her mother behind. She was going to miss them, especially Ari who was now in Hamas. She stepped off of the plane and was greeted by the summer air of D.C. It wasn't anywhere near as warm as it was in Israel. But she would make do. She had been in worse situations before…and she was only eight years old. Her father, Director David which she was supposed to call him, took her on outings which he called camping but was merely, survival. She hated it. But she knew that it was the only way to learn to become better and stronger.

She made her way to baggage claim where she found her green suitcase. She grabbed it with the strength that most high school kids don't even have and then looked around .She was supposed to be meeting Jethro Gibbs here. Her mom told her to look for a silver haired man with bright blue eyes. Ziva sighed. She had decided for the first part of her meeting them that she wasn't going to talk. And instead use gestures. It wasn't that Ziva didn't know languages in fact she knew more than probably their whole family put together. She had learned: Hebrew, Arabic, Spanish, Italian, Russian, French, Chinese, English, and ASL and was in the process of learning Japanese when she came.

Suddenly she felt someone behind her. She stiffened slightly and when the un-known person put his/her hands on her shoulder she acted instinctively. Grabbing the persons wrist she turned around twisted it and was about to kick him when she saw the man was the exact description her mom told her to look for. She let go of his hand and then looked up at him studying him.

~~~Gibbs's POV~~~

I made my way though the crowded airports as I made my way to baggage claim where the little girl, Ziva would be waiting for me. I spotted her after a few minutes, she was wearing long pants, sensible running shoes and had a sweatshirt on. She seemed to be lost in thought and I walked up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder to get her attention. Surprisingly she spun around grabbing my wrist at the same time and twisted it almost to breaking point. I grimaced slightly and then she looked up. Recollection flashed through her dark brown eyes and she let my hand go and then looked at me studying me.

It was a little unnerving being studied so heavily by this young girl, but I didn't let it show and just studied her back.

"I'm Jethro Gibbs and you are Ziva right?" he asked

Ziva just nodded curtly and then started walking the direction he had come from. Gibbs sighed and then took the lead and they made their way out to his car. Once in the car (Ziva in the passenger seat because she looked at him so sternly when he opened the backseat door for her), Gibbs started telling her about him and the family she would be joining.

"My wife, Jenny is friends with your mom apparently. Anyway we have 3 kids. Tony who's nine, Tim who is 7 and Abby who is 6."

She merely nodded and I sighed again. I couldn't believe I couldn't get this girl to talk. I tried my "Gibbs stare" as people called it but she seemed to be immune to that too which didn't surprise me at all knowing where she grew up.

"You're gonna have to talk at some point Ziva"

Silence…then finally Ziva started signing

Fine Gibbs, if you want me to talk I will…Do you even know what I'm saying?"

"Yes I know what your saying Ziva. I speak sign language. Jenny doesn't though and neither do the kids you're gonna have to talk to them at some point" He said again "I know you can"

I can I just don't want to. She signed

"That's fine with me…it's gonna hurt people's feelings though"

She gave me this look like I don't care. Just then they pulled up to the house.

"Welcome to your new home Ziva"

~~~3rd Person~~~

Gibbs led the way into the house and was immediately greeted by the smell of fresh baked cookies.

"Jen we're home" he called

Jenny came running out to meet them, and right behind her was Tony, Tim and Abby. She stopped a few feet in front of them and then said

"Hi I'm Jenny. But you can call me Jen or mom…whichever you prefer" then pointing to Tony

"This is Tony…Tim and Abby" she said

Ziva looked at Gibbs and then waved back at them. Jen's smile faltered a little and looked at her husband. He gave a give her time look and then said to Ziva. "Come on let's give you a tour of the house. Downstairs is the basement, and in here we have dining room, kitchen, living room bathroom and then Upstairs are the bedrooms. Yours is next to Abby's. Everyone has their own room." He said.

Ziva nodded and then grabbed her trunk walking up the stairs to her room.

Authors Note:

Yes I did mean nephew instead of niece when talking about Jimmy. Sorry about that. I don't know how often I'm going to update. At least once a week.

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