Author notes: I apologise for Breena and Jimmy not being mentioned in the last chapter; I love them dearly, they were just forgotten about :D Tiva in Hebrew means good! What do you call a man with no shins? (answer at bottom)
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The room wouldn't stop spinning. Ziva knew she would regret last night but not this much. The young Israeli felt as if someone was taking a pick axe to her skull and to make matters worse doors and cupboards were being slammed shut downstairs; well she thought so anyway. So she stormed her way out of her bedroom, down the stairs and into the kitchen to scream in Hebrew at her brother and sister.
"Tali! Will you stop slamming doors I have a head ache the size of a mammoth" it was only once Ziva entered the kitchen that she saw the other person whom occupied the room.
"Hey Ziva" Abby cheerfully greeted as she sat at the kitchen table.
"Abby? What is going on?" Ziva's slow, previously inebriated mind, took a moment to catch up to her.
Tali answered "Me and Abby are going shopping, you are welcome to join us" the girl offered as he placed the orange juice back into the fridge.
Ziva turned her nose up at the offer without blinking "No, I am okay; I might go for a run. I'll talk to you another time Abby" the Goth nodded back, holding back a laugh at the physical and mental state Ziva was in. Ziva walked back towards the stairs to go and have a shower when she picked up the sound of her brother on the phone in the lounge where tables and drinks still sat. He sounded almost happy.
Ziva waddled back to the kitchen and mouthed to the two other girls "Who is he talking to?"
At the same time Abby and Tali out loud said "Kate"
Ari entered the kitchen sans the phone as the girls finished the brunet's name.
The young man either didn't notice or pretended not to; he carried on his mission to retrieve his toast from the toaster.
Once Ziva emerged from the shower, she was relieved to find she had the David house to herself.
Ziva spent the first part of her day happily clearing away the mess from the day before; it served as a good distraction from the Italian in the back of her already painful head. However, the distraction was not good enough; Ziva chose to go out for a nice long run as well.
Ziva was running through a large green area with tennis and basketball courts along with a play park.
There was a commotion on the basketball court that caught the Mossad trained girls attention. Flashbacks of Jimmy being beaten up swarmed in her mind. She could help this poor, defenceless person. Before she knew it she was running towards the group of boys roughly her age, many of them towering over her; but what she lacked in height she made up for in speed and most certainly wit.
"Leave him alone!" she first tried; it got their attention.
"Aww, look Roy; your little girlfriend is here to save you" one of the boys taunted to the boy that had been pushed to the floor.
"I said leave him alone" Ziva approached the person who had responded to her first; he must be the 'leader'; she almost laughed at him in her head. 'Leader of what? When he is a leader in a military group, then he should talk to me as a leader. She almost wanted to spit at him, almost.
"Look lady, I think you should just walk away now before you get hurt" the worst thing that boy did then was place his hand on her shoulder.
It took all of Ziva's restraint to not rip his arm off and beat him to death with it. "Let Roy come with me and no one will get hurt" Ziva stated calmly.
"Oh, so you know Roy?"
By this time the mentioned boy had made his way unsteadily up onto his feet.
"Of course I know him; we have been together almost three months" Ziva lied convincingly.
"Wow, so this hot piece of arse really is your girlfriend?" he turned to the Israeli "What the hell do you see in him?" pointing to Roy over his shoulder, whom was surrounded by three other boys.
"Well, as you would say; he has big feet, yes? Unlike, I see you have" his 'friends' gave out muffled laughs. She looked him up and down disgusted "Now would you kingly remove your hand?"
"You little bitch" he took a swing at her and as she thought; it was a clumsy effort that was easy to dodge. Next thing the thug knew; he was flat on his back, winded.
"Run" she nodded to Roy with a smile as she stood over the wincing boy. He didn't need to be told twice. Ziva chose to pity the three other boys and left them to pick up their friend off the tarmac; she ran after Roy to see if he were okay.
It didn't take her long to catch up with him as he was now seated on a bench trying to absorb what just happened. She sat down next to him. "Hey. Are you okay?"
He just nodded then looked at her "Gina right?"
Ziva was almost shocked "No! well yes, but no" she shook her head "my name is Ziva"
He just looked at her so she explained, sort of "When I was at Wezbea high school I was not really me. If that makes any sense?"
"Not really. Thank you though. I don't know what would have happened if you weren't there"
"It was no problem. I couldn't just stand there and watch you get attacked"
"You could get in trouble"
"It does not matter. I will know I did the right thing" she smiled and stood "Good bye Roy, it was nice to see you" and before he could say another word she had ran off.
Ziva felt so alive as if she could do anything; she practically sprinted up to the high street. She only stopped because there were too many people out shopping for the day. Ziva noticed her gothic friend and young sister and chose to follow them into a shop.
Abby and Tali were talking to a dark headed man when Ziva approached.
"Oh, hey Ziva. I was just introducing Tali to my recently found brother Kyle. Kyle this Is Ziva David Tali's sister; the one I told you about"
Realisation seemed to appear across his features. Ziva didn't know whether to feel flattered of worried.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, both of you really. Abby had told me so much about you" Kyle shook both girls' hands.
Abby, Tali and Kyle went back to their discussion before Ziva joined them and Ziva took a look around the animal shelter come pet shop. A little black and white Siberian Husky puppy caught her eye. She chose to take a closer look.
"We think she's about 2 months old, she's vaccinated and is looking for a home" a little old woman whom worked there had approached Ziva.
"What happened to her?"
"She was abandoned. Many people get huskies and don't realise how much exercise they need and then some of those people don't know how to ask for help and just leave the poor things"
"Did you say she was looking for a place to live?" Ziva couldn't take her eyes off of the cute puppy.
"How soon can you take her?" the woman was grinning ear to ear and Ziva couldn't help but match it.
Ziva spent a small fortune on getting the dog and all her supplies, but she knew it would all be worth it; for both of them. Tali and Abby helped Ziva out of the shop with the dog bed, food and toys whilst Ziva carried the sleepy puppy.
Abby gave the David's a lift back to their house. No one in the car could believe that the older Israeli had just adopted a puppy.
"What are you going to call her?" Abby asked as they pulled up outside the house.
"Shamira; it means guard or protector" Ziva gently tickled the puppy behind the ear as she slept.
Author notes: answer from above: Tony!
I know I put Roy in the chapter and in IWTBF her physics teacher was Mr Saunders, but let's just pretend they are two different people :D