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Safe Haven: Chapter Nine
Chava's POV
I hear Tony and Mum come in a while after I am tended to by the many nurses and doctors that have helped me many times. My eyes are closed and I act like I am asleep. Now, you may be asking why are you doing that?! You just got your mum back kid! Seriously! What is wrong with you?
Well, you see, I am not sure I can face her right now. I have no doubt that Maggie told her about what happened to me with the Millers and I just can't retell that story just yet. Because, when they were outside, I saw what happened to me. My legs are in braces again and my head and abdomen are all wrapped up in white gauze. Again, they took away my life. Again, they rule it. Again, they are taking me away. I don't want to be taken away from my mum. Not when we just found each other. But they are going to do it anyways.
Leaving my thoughts, I feel like I am drifting off. A nightmare-ish dream incases me again and when I awake, I awake with a start.
The city lights look like little stars out of my window. Beautiful scenes are painted in front of me. My mum and Tony are on another patient bed wrapped up in each other. I smile to myself as Tony tightens his grip on her when she moves slightly. Although my nightmare is still haunting my thoughts, I can't help but be inspired by what God has given me. Hope springs up in me as a slowly and quietly slide out of bed. When my feet hit the floor, I walk as quietly as I can with metal braces on to the door. I turn around once more to make sure I didn't wake them up.
Again, I smile when I see them. After I walk out of my room, I hear the door click into place and Faith coming around the corner. Her blonde hair is up in a fishtail braid and she is wearing her purple scrubs. She raises her eyebrows at me, smiles softly, shakes her head, and points down the hallway to the door that has become familiar to me. I smile widely at her and head down the hallway. When I walk passed her, I pause.
"Is the piano still up there under the clear tent?"
"Yes. It is still up there waiting for you. I still don't get why you would put a Baby Grand piano up there but you paid for it."
I smile broadly at her and move as swiftly as I can towards the door. Swinging it open, I am met with an endless staircase. Ascending the staircase, my smile gets wider when I feel the warm summer air from under the door in front of me. Warm wind pushes my hair back from my face as I open the door to the roof. The first thing I see is the clear tent, which holds the piano and sound rubbish, under it. I open the little velcroed flap, slip into the tent, and plug in the piano to the amplifiers. I pull the bench out from under the instrument and play a run to get the feeling of the sound and keys.
Beginning to play the first song that comes to my fingers, I take a deep breath. The opening chords of Blessings by Laura Story comes from the piano. The words flow off my tongue as I move into the song.
We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things
'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You're near
What if trials of this life are
Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we have faith to believe
'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You're near
And what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know that pain reminds this heart
That this is not, this is not our home
It's not our home
'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You're near
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can't satisfy
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise
I come out of my thoughtless daydream when the music ends. I can't tell how times I have come up here and played that song. It reminds me that all the sleepless nights might not be a bad thing or that all the tears that were shed were blessings God showered onto me. I hear someone softly come towards me. I smile again, as I know who it is. I speo them without turning around.
"Hello Tony. May I help you?"
The shuffling stops when he hears his name.
"How'd you know it was me?"
"I have you sussed."
"Huh?"
"It means I have you figured out. And you are very bad at following people." I finally turn around to face him. He has a confused look on his face. I chuckle at him, slide over, and pat the bench next to me. He doesn't move at all when I do this.
"Oh, come on. I'm not going to bite. Just sit your bum down." He gives me a small smile and walks towards me. When he gets comfortable, he turns towards me.
"That was really good Chava."
"Thanks but I know you have questions, Tony. Just ask them."
"Why aren't you in bed?"
I turn my head to look at Tony. My smile slowly fades and I debate if I can trust him. Well, if mum can trust him, maybe I can. Here goes nothing.
"I don't sleep." He looks at me like I am crazy. "I am serious. I don't sleep. On a good night, I will get four hours of sleep. On a bad night, maybe only thirty minutes." His face tells me he is surprised by what I just told him. I turn my face upwards looking towards the starry-sky.
"If you don't mind me asking, why?"
"I have nightmares every time I go to sleep. They are always the same." I proceed to tell him about the dream I told you about before. When I get halfway through, tears start watering up in my eyes. Silence incases us when I stop talking. Tears are streaming down my face. I feel Tony wrap me up in his arms and I hear him whispering in my ear.
"I know that it is scary. I know that you don't really know me and this might be weird. But, I won't let anything happen to you anymore and neither will Ziva. They can't hurt you anymore."
He holds me while I cry and whispers encouragements in my ear. When I stop crying, I raise my head to look him in the eyes.
"How can you be sure that they won't take me away."
"I just know. Okay?"
Silence incases us again. I can tell he wants to say something more but he is struggling with it. I peer into his eyes expectantly. He sighs and takes a deep breath.
"I know you just met both of us but I want to ask you a personal question. Your mom and I just started dating and this won't be for a while but I hope it will be soon. I guess what I am trying to ask is if I can ask her to marry me." He looks like a scared puppy when he says this. I smile broadly up at him and giggle.
"Of course." I struggle with what I am going to ask next. Tony has already become like a dad to me in the past thirty minutes. He is more of a dad to me than Mr. Miller ever was for fifteen years.
'You might as well just jump in head first.'
Okay. Here goes nothing.
I put my head down and snuggle into his shirt
"I love you, poppi."
I feel him tense up but after a while he relaxed and hugged me closer to him.
"I love you, too, my sweet girl.
A.N. I am a die hard Christian. I know that some people don't like that but I don't care. Sorry but God is my rock. If you want to stop reading this story I understand but don't think I am going to change it just to keep readers. Now, I am not going to force Jesus on you, but Chava will mention it every once and awhile. I just thought I would warn you. I LOVE this chapter! Chava and Tony daddy/daughter fluff! Hehe :D Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I would like to have at least two more reviews before I post something else. More reviews are always welcome! YOU GUYS ROCK!