A/N: OH MY GAWD! This is getting like, overly awesome. I think I just might die from all the excitment.
I keep forgetting this. I don't own NCIS. Or their characters. OR yadayadayada. Don't sue me (pweezzzze)
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now on to the show:
After a long hour of tossing and turning (and a little bit of swearing) from Ziva, she fell into a deep, but uncomfortable sleep. The matress was thin and plastic, the blankets scratchy, and the pillow made of industrial foam. It had to be the most uncomfortable in Virginia. Probably America. Ziva was pretty sure that prisoners had nice beds than this.
But at least, she was asleep.
"Zivaaaa" a voice called to her, almost like it was coming through a cardboard tube. "Ziivvaaaa." She rolled over, attempting to make the voice go away. It did, for a moment. "Zivvaaa, remember what I taught you." Her father appeared before her "Death to America. Ziva, Death to America." Ziva whimpered and shook her head. "Since you foolishly call America your home now-" he chuckled "Death to you."
And then then a very young Ziva appereared next to him, only about 5. She was giggling and pulling on her father's suit. She said something in Hebrew.
"No English Daddy. Death to America!" she laughed and clapped her hands.
"Good girl." Eli said as he turned to walk away. Then, a young Ari walked in, and scooped up the giggling girl over his shoulder, who just laughed and laughed. Ziva moaned.
And then the dream changed.
"Wake up! Wake up NOW!" Ziva screamed at herself in her head. She shook her head, squeezed her eyes shut, but the dream would not go away.
Another Ziva holding a gun, a manical smile twisted on her face, and a dead Tony on the ground.
A bullet right between the eyes.
"Wake up! Ziva wake up!" she shouted in her head, but to no avail.
Suddenly, the dead Tony opened his eyes, and turned to look at the shaking, terrified Ziva.
"Wake up, Ziva." He said calmly "Please, please wake up."
And she did.
To a pair of green eyes right in front of her own, causing her to jump and scootch back.
"It's just me." he whispered "Are you awake now?" she nodded. "Are you sure? she nodded again.
"Did I wake you up?" she asked timidly, surprised by the softness of her voice.
"These walls are thin. You also woke them up." He nodded towards the door where Mcgee and Abby stood, both looking at her concernedy.
"Ziva, are you okay?" Abby said loudly. Ziva nodded and gave them both a reassuring smile.
"Do not worry. I'm fine, I'm sorry I woke you." They both gave her one last look before turning away.
"Liar. Now tell me whats wrong."
A/N: AHHH! I'm so sorry to leave you on a cliffhanger, but I kinda ran out of time.
I will update REALLY SOON THOUGH!
And review, all of them are SO FREAKING AWESOME.
And message me if you ever get bored, cause I get bored. Love you ALL!