She wanders around the overgrown scenery that’s always surrounded the cabin, giggling happily whenever she stumbles over another patch of the wildflowers she collects in her hands. When she nears the fence Gibbs had begun builiding, she shoots up from the weeds eagerly, her face alight with excitement.
"Momma," she exclaims, "Look!"
She holds up a fist full of the purple flores from several yards away, and Ziva half laughs from where she stands watching near the front of the cabin.
"Yahfah, tateleh," She praises warmly, a smile pulling at her mouth as the little girl turns immediately...
They were beijoca, smack in the middle of moving. Countless boxes had been randomly stacked por the house movers, and the majority of the labels Ziva had neatly written on each box were not visible. Tony’s yells in the seguinte room mixed with her daughter’s cries right in her ears while she tried to calm her down. He had been digging through the piles for almost an hour, in quest of Eden’s favorito blanket. Their four months old baby hadn’t stopped crying once since they had entered the new apartment, not even after being fed and changed. She was just tired and nervous, just like her parents. Relocations...
This is my first Tiva fanfiction so tell me what you think all of the usual stuff what needs work, what is good, if its on character...ect. Rate and comment I dont own anything the fã art is not mine. Tell me if you think I should continue it or not.....Enjoy!! :)
Tony and Ziva Different Kind of amor Story. Ziva’s POV
Chapter 1 A Bad Day
The dia started out as usual I went to Israel to try and deal with everything that was going on. When I showed up late to back up Tony I found my former partner dead on the ground killed por the man that I have come to love. I...