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Safe Haven: Chapter Four
Ziva's POV
"What do you mean child abuse?" My voice sounds weak in my ears as I press closer to Tony. The nurse is suddenly self-conscious and looking down at her shoes.
"Ya know, why don't I just show you over to the waiting room." She starts to walk towards us to show us the the waiting room.
"I am her biological mother. A little while after she was born, I was told she was dead. I deserve to know what happened to my baby after all these years." I look into her brown eyes with tears flowing down my face. "Please."
After a while, she sighs and motions for us to follow her to a small office type of room. When Tony and I are settled into the chairs, she goes and shuts the door, waiting awhile to turn towards us. Finally, she looks towards us with her eyes glazing over.
"Before I start, I should probably introduce myself. My name is Maggie. I have been Chava's nurse since she came here two years ago in September. Sweetest little thirteen year old you would ever meet. I could tell she was a radiant, beautiful girl but when she first came in," Maggie choked up, tears welling up in her eyes. "she was battered and beaten. Her ribs, all of them were cracked or broken. And her legs were covered with big purple and almost black colored bruises. Her arms were the same way, too. There was these huge gnashes up and down her sides and one big one around her neck. Mr. and Mrs. Miller said that it was from her falling down a flight of stairs, but who gets that battered from falling down some stairs. And they didn't seem very worried about her at all. They just said to put her in a big room on the top floor when we were done and then they walked out of the hospital.
"Almost automatically, all of the nurses and doctors didn't like Mr. and Mrs. Miller. We were just finishing stitching her up when we found some sort of metal in her side. One of the nurses put it in this jar that she found and sent it to the lab to see what it was. When the results came back, we learned that it was a lead pipe. And there are no lead pipes in stairs. So, we immediately knew something was up but we didn't say anything. Every time that she has been back we have found more evidence of child abuse. The last time they were here, they beat her in the hospital because she wasn't able to translate for some Japanese dignitary.
"I was the one who walked in the room when it was happening. Chava had this sad look in her eyes that was mixed with an angry look. At first I thought she was angry with me but later on I realized that she was mad at herself for doing something wrong. Anyways, that Man came over to me and slammed me against the wall, saying that I wasn't to tell anyone about this. He also said that he had diplomatic immunity so if I tried to sue him or pin him for child abuse, he wouldn't be convicted. I was about to talk back to him when I heard Chava voice say , 'Don't hurt her. Hurt me. I am the one who did something wrong. I should be the one who is punished. I rang for her.' He turned to her with fire in his eyes. He took me, threw me out the door, and locked it. The next day they were gone.
"We knew that they were probably going to show up again, so we came up with a plan. When they came in, the nurse who was at the desk was going to stall them while another one called security and the FBI. They were going down if we had anything to do with it."
Tears were running down Maggie's face when she looks into my eyes. She smiles sadly at me and keeps her eyes on me. I feel Tony pull me into his arms and plant a kiss on my hair. Wet drops fall onto my head. I realize that we are all crying as tears pour from my eyes. I can feel my body start to shake violently as everything sinks in.
"Chava saved everyone of us from them at one time or another. When she was having good days and they weren't here, she would get up and go down to the children's ward. She would play with all of them and teach the girls ballet. She also taught them some different languages sometimes. When a little one couldn't go to sleep, she always seemed to know. She would go down there and sing them to sleep or read them a book. And when she had bad days she would go and talk to the older people or the ones that didn't have much time left. She just made everyone feel special. I am sorry that I couldn't do anything to save her from them, miss."
A.N. Okay, so didn't really know how to end this, but I hope it is okay. Thanks for the reviews though! And if you want to review, that would be awesome. I don't have a schedule for this so it will be mostly random. Oh, and thank to those of you who favorited this story! You guys rock!