DISCLAIMER: I OWN 0% OF NCIS...ALTHOUGH I REALLY WISH I DID.

A/N: Hey guys :) As I was writing this I was in the Bahamas, it was dark and I had food poisoning. So moral of this story; feel special :D Without further adue; chapter seven.

Once Kristiana was out of the room and taking a shower Ziva knew she had to tell them exactly what Kristiana had told her.

"Ziva you know you have to tell us everything she told you, exactly how she told you."

Ziva merely nodded and started to walk back into the living room, only to return a few moments later with a tape recorder.

"I recorded it."

Gibbs and Tony smirked, both with the same thought running through their respective minds; she had been an investigator too long. So with Gibbs leaning against the door frame and Tony hovering protectively over Ziva, she pressed play. They listened to the tape that answered most of the unanswered questions hanging in the air about the entire situation.

Once the tape was finished and all that was heard in the room was the humming of the tape recorder everybody had different emotions running through them. Gibbs was gripping his coffee cup much harder than usual, he grabbed the recorder and walked out of the house. Ziva was staring straight ahead, her eyes could kill. As for Tony; he was pacing back and forth angrier than he has ever been in his entire life that he can remember. Though, this was all stopped when they heard a blood curtling scream followed by loud crying.

Ziva tried to walk off to go attend to her daughter but Tony put his arm out to stop her.

"Ziva, you can't go up there like this"

"I am fine, Tony."

"No, you're not, and you know it. I've got it, let me get her."

He proceedded to walk away from the kitchen, not even giving her the time to protest anymore and walked up to the teenager's bedroom...He opened her door only to find her crying her eyes out and wrapped up in the fetal position in the covers of her bed. He walked over slowly; proceeding with caution and sat down in the part of the bed she wasn't occupying.

"Hey, Kristiana, wake up. It's okay, I've got you"

She answered, between the world of sleep and awake.

"Daddy?"

He stopped immediately. She had called him Daddy. She had done it once before when she was seven. He was babysitting for Ziva so she could have a "girls night out" with Abby, that night he had let her watch a scary movie, she woke up from a nightmare calling him Daddy. Now that he thought about it, she sounded just as small and vulnerable as she does now. He was going to hurt this son of a bitch.

"Shh, it's okay short stuff. I'm here. Nobody is going to hurt you, ever again."

She was fully asleep again, but he refused to leave her, she might need him. So he sat there, with her head pressed against his chest, humming softly to her. Not seeming to care about the newly forming wet spot on his shirt from her wet, newly washed hair.

Hudson Inn

Gibbs walked into room sixty-one at the Hudson Inn. Since they weren't staying there they decided to fully turn the space into their portable bullpen. McGee was on the computer searching for anything he could possibly find on Dimetri Polzin and Kristiana's father, Alexander Varavko. Abby was sitting in the bed watching the television. They still had absoloutly no idea what happened to the youngest member of their 'family'. Abby heard the door creak open when Gibbs arrived.

"GIBBS! Oh is that Caf-Pow for me? What did you get that call about before..? You ran out of here fast..."

"Abbs! You're rambling."

"Sorry Gibbs..."

Abby took her Caf-Pow and retreated back to the bed, only this time facing Gibbs, trying to read his face. McGee sitting in his chair; head turned towards Gibbs. Abby could tell that Gibbs' mind was working overtime.

"Just spit it out Gibbs. What happened?"

He sighed and took a breath, it was now or never. "She was raped."
The duo continued to hold their gazes on Gibbs.

"Who was raped Gibbs?"

"Krista" He caught himself "Kristiana. Ziva's kid." Unsure of what to call her now he spit out all three.

Head snapped to attention. McGee's face full of rage, surprising, he never normally got this angry; but this situation is like no other they have ever encountered. Abby on the other hand was in a trance. Although her eyes were still readable; sadness and horror.

"Abbs..."

"Sorry Gibbs, I was just...that's horrible."

He brushed it off, but his guy was telling him that she was hiding something. He knew they had to catch the scumbag, and he had to speak to Alexander Varavko. Non of which seemed possible at this moment.

Almost a week later.

"Nice to finally meet you Special Agent Gibbs" A sly grin was thrown his way from non other than Alexander Varavko. It took him a week to get the visitation considering the man got himself thrown in the hole. Gibbs just continued to get his file in order while the prison continued to run his mouth.

"And of course you to Special Agent DiNozzo."

Anthony DiNozzo however was not one to keep quiet, "Wish I could say the same Varavko" He didn't like this man. That much was obvious, this was the man that single handedly took Ziva and Kristiana away from NCIS four years ago, he took them away from him. In his mind if this man had not threatened for custody of the child than they wouldn't be dealing with all of the problems now.

"Alexander Varavko. 37. Born in Moscow, Russia; moved to Trenton, New Jersey when you were 10. Criminal Record a couple miles long. Made the NCIS most wanted list in 2002 when you were suspected of murdering 10 marines and attempted to kill another 100. Finally were caught in 2009. For Aggravated assault in the 3rd degree. Two years after threatening your ex girlfriend Ziva David and suing for custody over her than 10 year old daughter Kristiana Lynn David. You have one year left of a 3 year imprisonment"

His face was neutral and showed no emotion at all until the mention of Ziva and Kristiana. "That bitch should not have given MY child a last name of the Mossad. Her name is Kristiana Lynn Varavko. I did not threaten that slut. This girl is my child and her 'mother' wanted nothing to do with her. She wanted to abort her. I would be the perfect father. Better than the ungrateful slut."

DiNozzo could feel his anger rising, he had stood lurking in the corner and crossed his arms and was now gripping them to the point where he was sure that there would be nail marks embedded into his arms once he finally released them. Gibbs looked into his eyes and than back into Varavko's, he began to speak and shuffle around papers in his folder.

"When was the last time you had contact with your daughter Mr. Varavko?"

"I saw Kristiana at the custody hearing 3 years ago. When she was 11, beautiful girl. She looks a lot like my sister when she was younger. The Varavko gene carries strong."

"And prior to that?"

"Never. I have only seen pictures."

"Would you like to see another one?" Tony was confused, what was Gibbs doing; it seemed like he was being nice to this guy, the guy that caused all of this. Gibbs didn't wait for a response before he pulled out 2 pictures from the file. He placed one face down and the other faced up on the table.

"This was Kristiana's school photograph taken this past school year." It was of a young teenage girl, long brown hair, warm brown eyes and very carefully applied makeup and dressed like any other high school girl.

"My daughter would be a prize back in Russia, a gem to the boys. Do big things someday."

Gibbs than flipped over the other photograph. It was from Kristiana's facebook account, It was the girl they had all been staring in the face for the past two weeks. Alexander's face changed from pride of having a 'gem of a daughter' to horror and disgust.

"This cannot be my daughter. What did she do? She will be a whore just like her mother. She is a disgrace to the Varavko name. I am done with her. The slut can keep her. She has brought shame to her family."

"So you are dropping the custody charges against Ziva David for the custody of Kristiana Lynn David?"

"Yes, I want nothing to do with a slut that shames her family."

Just by looking at the duo in the room you could tell one thing immediately. They were pissed off. Anthony DiNozzo did not take lightly people trashing and hurting the people he cared about, the people he loved. He started to advance further towards Alexander Varavko. Not caring if what he was about to do would cost him his own imprisonment.

"You son of a bitch."

Before he could continue the doors to the prison's private meeting room flew open, a normal door would have come clean off the hinges. The door opened to reveal a very pissed off Ziva David with a confused looking Kristiana and an out of breath McGee behind her.

"Boss, im sorry. Ziva found out about the meeting with Varavko today and Kristiana wouldnt get out of the car and they saw the footage. Sorry boss."

"Shut it McGee." Ziva David was not in the mood to hear other people's apologies. "Hello Alexander. It's been a while. Sorry I am to much of a whore to come and see you. I have been busy taking care of MY child. You are a bastard. You know that? That girl over there has been through hell and now she finds out her father doesn't even want her. I have always wanted her. Do not worry about her disgracing you name. You have already done that. You are lucky my mission 15 years ago ended in a pregnancy or you would be dead." All the while of her rant, Ziva was the fact he was bound to the table to her advantage, getting in his face and in his blind spots. Ziva David walked out of that room with a look in her eyes that could kill. Calling Kristiana after her. Leaving the agents amused and worried about the woman they just saw storm off.

Kristiana being the teenager she was didn't listen to her mother and stayed in the room staring at the man she saw only once before, in a court room. When he was trying to take her away. In the prior week she has removed the lip and nose ring, and she had had a salon fix her hair, it reached the middle part of her back and was now a cross between dark brown and black. She had refused to part with the eyebrow ring though. She walked up to the man with the courage of a grown woman, but than again what else would you expect from a David kid? Everyone was staring, as if wondering what she was going to do. They should have probably stopped her but they were to engrossed in what was happening. She reached the man who the only thing she shared was a genetic connection and used her index finger to move his face to look into her eyes and slapped him. She just slapped him. Looking into his stunned face she smiled a smile they had seen many times before, a smile signifying she was happy with herself.

"No daughter of mine slaps her father. You must respect your father. No daughter of mine acts like this."

"Good thing im not your daughter."

She spun on the heel of her shoes and strode out the door with the same confidence she had walking in and all of the agents stared and smiled like proud family members. They could hear Kristiana yelling through the halls for a guard to take him back to his cell now. They were finally getting somewhere with her, with everything.

A/N: I hoped you liked this chapter! :) Please review, as an early 16th birthday present to me? I thought this was a good place to end the chapter, hopefully you all thought so too. Have a good week everybody :)

-Cia