DISCLAIMER: ALMOST A YEAR HAS PASSED AND I STILL OWN ABSOLOUTLY NOTHING.
A/N: I really do not even know how to explain myself/apologize...to the people that were reading this i am, very sorry. Its been almost a year since i have updated this. I didnt forget about it; I knew it was there...i just completely 100% lost interest and had the worst writers block of my life...SO if you please keep reading I PROMISE to try my very hardest to update it.
3rd Person
When Ziva awoke the next morning she smelt something, pancakes? She
stared at the ceiling not at all looking forward to the day, so much had to be
done and discussed. She lifted the covers off of herself and grabbed an outfit
out of the few clothes she had left here incase they had to return quickly, a
brown short sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans, she would unpack the rest later.
Making her way down the hall to the kitchen she almost literally walked into
Tony, who obviously had smelt the food...
"Morning Zi-vahh" He tried to sound energetic and careless, but you could tell the whole situation was mind numbing to him; he did not understand.
"Morning Tony"
They walked down the stair case, following the route he had taken last night
until they reached the kitchen where they saw Gibbs at the counter with a file
in his hand and coffee in the other, and Abby making the suspected pancakes
on the stove,
"Morning Tony! Morning Ziva!" She was way to cheery for this early in the morning.
They replied with a unison of "Good Morning Abbs" before they took the pancakes she was holding out to them.
McGee arrived a while later and Tony made a joke about how he needed his beauty sleep.
"DiNozzo, McGee"
"Yeah Boss?"
"Today you're going to have a little chat with a Dimetri Polzin, the adress is on this paper" This was new, normally it was them getting the adresses for Gibbs, not the other way around...
Ziva just looked at Gibbs, wondering what he was doing today... "Am I with you Gibbs?"
"No, I'm going to the prison; to see Alexander Varavko"
"Gibbs, is that really necassary?"
"Yes Ziver, it is"
With a still semi-full mouth Tony breaks in: "Who is Alexander Varavko? And why is he so important?"
Gibbs stared at Ziva and Ziva looked at Tony, it was obviously up to her to answer. "Alexander is Kristiana's father. He is the reason I left, the only reason."
That last part was added for Tony's benifit, another way to try and assure him
this was in no way his fault. Tony was about to say something but he caught a
glimpse of somebody in the door frome, the figure of a teenage girl, a teenage
girl whos eyes were still red and slightly puffy; what one could guess was
from a night, or atleast a majority of the night crying. It was Kristiana.
Everyone one by one turned around until it was Ziva's turn. When she saw the
state of her daughter, her maternal instincts took over and she had to fix it;
weither Kristiana wanted her too or not. She walked over and gave her a hug,
and the second she did Kristiana disolved into sobs, it seemed like a good
time for McGee, DiNozzo and Gibbs to drop their plates into the dishwasher
and leave.
"Mom, you...you said I had to explain s-sooner of later...r-r-right?"
Ziva looked at her daughter, It was clear she was ready to talk. At this point; anything was progress. "Only when you are ready tataleh"
Kristiana exhaled and moved a piece of stray hair out of her face, she grabbed her mother's hand and ushered her to the couch in the living room. Claiming Ziva had better sit down because she was not helping her up from the floor.
"I don't know where to start mom, it's just, a lot of time since everything went wrong..."
"the begining would be nice...we have the whole day Kristiana"
"It all started the night of Halloween. Do you remember that party I begged you to let me go to? David's?"
"Yes...the night you had that awful bruise on your arm" Already not liking where this was going...
Kristiana walked into the party on Dimetri's arm...she was a belly dancer and he was in a cheap Hugh Hefner costume. They had both been invited, but only she wanted to be there; The night was fun, until she made the mistake of dancing with her friends.
"Professional belly dancer Kristiana?" her bestfriend at the time Kelleigh laughed.
"Ballet, belly dancing, same thing" she laughed back. By this time there was a moderately sized crowd forming around the two girls, just watching. Suddenly Dimetri burst through the crowd, grabbed his girlfriends arm hard and mumbled a were leaving. Kristiana sending confused glances toward Kelleigh.
When they got outside neither person was in a particularly great mood.
"Are you trying to be a slut Kristiana?" The words slowed out of his mouth like venom
"Dimetri! I wasnt! I promise, I was just dancing with Kelleigh."
" You were being a slut. And you shouldnt hang out with that girl; shes a bad influence on you"
She was mad, although that may of been an understatement. "I am not a slut. I will not stop hanging out with my bestfriend. She is not a slut. If this is how you act than I am done" As she spoke she was trying to remove her arm from his grasp; that was going to leave a mark, but she couldn't get away and before she knew it there was a hand flying towards her face. He hit her.
Kristiana was in tearns now, on the couch with her mother silently crying next to her. Neither knowing what to do, so she just went on..
The months passed on, and Dimetri was finding new ways to hit her everyday; she had started wearing long sleaves all the time and more makeup the cover the marks. Especially after the one night where she smiled at her guy bestfriend that ended in her staying at a friends for a few days for the bruises and the black eye to become less noticeable, he showed up at Kelleigh's that night in a rage looking for Kristiana. Both girls walked down to the front lawn, as nobody else was home. Dimetri got in Kristiana's face about how she wasnt allowed to hangout with Kelleigh
"Are you fucking stupid? Do you want to get hit? You're just asking for it now!"
"That's it Demitri, were done. Get out of here or i'm calling the cops. I'll call the FBI if I have too."
"They wouldn't help you with shit. You're just a dumb slut, a dumb worthless slut."
"DO NOT underestimate me." With her pulling out her phone and starting to dial what she remembered to be the FBI headquarters in D.C Dimetri left.
"Kristiana, why did you not tell me...I could have helped you. Tataleh nobody deserves that to be done to them..."
"Mom, thats not it..there is so much more"
She was walking home from dance one night, stupid idea. but it was just from Kelleigh's since they walked from the studio to her house together...not a big deal. Atleast that's what she thought... She felt somebody was following her, she had learned that much from being a part of the NCIS family for a few year. Every few steps she looked back, hoping she would see somebody..atleast than she wouldnt be paranoid. Instead when she turned back around to continue walking she smacked into somebody's torso.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry I wasn't paying attention at all" She muttered her apology a mile a minute.
"So now you're sorry slut?"
"Dimetri...what are you doing here? Were you following me?"
She was full on sobbing now, both of them were; it was just as hard for Ziva to hear as it was for Kristiana to tell. "Mommy he didn't answer me, he just pulled me into the alley, he slapped me across the face, he pushed me down. I tried to stop him, I tried so hard; but I-I was so tired. I couldn't do it. I kept trying to scream but he-he had his hand over my mouth; so there was no chance of anyone hearing me."
"Tataleh you dont have to go on...I understand"
"Mom, I do though..I've been this far. He t-t-took off my clothes...and he raped me. Than when he finished...and just lef-left me there."
"But you came home that night..."
"Where else was I supposed to go? I came home...went upstairs. Bagged the clothes and took a 3 hour shower once you went to sleep"
She couldnt believe what she was hearing, she held her daughter with everything she had, mumbling an occasional "i am sorry, i am so sorry" mentally vowing that she would never let anybody hurt her child again. They stayed like that until Kristiana had fallen asleep from crying, Ziva layed her head on one of the throw pillows and put the throw blanket over her small body. She made her way over to the kitchen where her cell phone was, she had a text from Tony, "Are you okay? What happened" She answered with a simple "No Tony, I am not. She told me everything." and called Gibbs.
"Gibbs"
Silently sobbing on the phone she tried her best to speak "Gibbs, I know everything. She told me everything." She spit out the words as fast as she could hoping that everything she just heard was a dream, all the while knowing it was the painful reality.
"Ziver, slow down. What happened? What did she tell you?"
"Gibbs, he hit her. He beat her so much, he tracked her down and he-he-he raped her. He hurt by daughter. He ruined my child" By this she had slit down the wall and was crouching in a ball as if to protect herself herself like she used to do all those years ago..
"Who did? Who did this to her Ziver?"
"Dimetri Polzin."
"Son of a Bitch, i'm on my way Ziver. Just stay there, stay with her. She needs you"
After the last word of the sentance was spoken, Kristiana started screaming and crying in the next room. This was just the begining...
A/N: Well thats the end of Chapter 6. I really really really hope this atleast makes up for a little bit of everything. PLEASE review. it means so much and give me ideas/feedback/critique it for me, :)
-Cia 3