Chapter 1:

AN1: So, I am going to post what I have written of His Daughter's words; a new chapter, doing so one chapter at a time as requested, but some of the ideas for that story I may end up implementing into this story.

I've been thinking about writing a story like this for a while, but I was never sure how to, plus the NCIS timeline is sooo full of contradictions that it was going to be difficult. I have come up with a timeline that is a fusion of cannon and what makes logical sense. In this story I will be addressing Episodes, as well as other things so if there is specific episodes you would like me to address let me know. As this story progresses I will be making some substantial changes to cannon, and twisting some cannon storylines/events to fit with where I want this story to go. I won't reveal what they are, as you will find out as the story progresses.

Let me know what you think.

Apologies if the Hebrew is wrong. I used Google translate

September 1st 1970

A someone who has spent the first twelve years of her life in the little town of Stillwater Pennsylvania it certainly is a culture shock for Shannon Fielding to suddenly find herself starting seventh grade in Be'er Shiva, Israel.

A little over a month ago Shannon's father Mac, told Shannon and her mother Joann that they were moving to Israel as with the political unrest in the area he had been assigned there to assist, having been hand picked for the assignment. While Shannon's Mother wasn't overly happy with the move she eventually came around, and Shannon, well she's just glad she can speak Hebrew.

While the school Shannon finds herself in isn't overly big, compared to the size of the school back in Stillwater it seems huge to her, and because of that Shannon has found herself lost on her very first day at school.

As she searches for where she is supposed to go Shannon hears, "שלום אני יכול לעזור לך?" (Hello, can I help you?" and she turns to see a girl, with dark hair and dark eyes, who is about her age.

"כן בבקשה" (Yes, please) Shannon says, after a pause, feeling relieved, as she is glad to finally have help, and glad that her Hebrew is at least okay as she understood what was asked and was able to respond. "אני מחפש חדר שלוש. זה הכיתה שלי" (I am looking for room three. It is my class) Shannon responds, even though her pronunciation isn't great, it is good enough for the other girl to understand.

"אני יכול לעזור. זה בדיוק לאן אני הולך. בוא איתי" (I can help. That is exactly where I am going. Come with me) the girl responds, smiling as she can tell how much Shannon is struggling and would love to do whatever she can to help.

"תודה רבה לך," (thank you so much) Shannon says relieved. "אני שאנון" (I'm Shannon)

"רבקה, זה תענוג לפגוש אותך." (Rivka, it's a pleasure to meet you) Rivka says, shaking Shannon's hand, and once the two girls shake hands the proceed to head to class, talking as they go, becoming friends.

August 3rd 1975

Five years have passed since Shannon started school in Israel and as much as the culture shock the transition was made a little easier thanks to her best friend, Rivka Meir.

Ever since that day in the hallway on Shannon's first day of school the two young women have been inseparable, they have become best friends. Rivka has taught Shannon all about Israel, Judaism, taught her some basic Arabic and helped her improve her Hebrew, all of which helped Shannon be a little less of an outsider. In return, and wanting to give something to her new friend Shannon taught Rivka English, and all about America.

After a hot day it is a rather cool night, typical for Israel's desert climate, and so the two seventeen years old are at spending time together at a park where they are the only ones around, sitting on the swings, a level of sorrow in the air.

"I cannot believe you are leaving tomorrow," Rivka, in broken English, tells her friend, looking upset.

"I know," Shannon responds, looking just as upset. "When my Dad took this job, at my mother's insistence he made it clear that I was to be back in America for my senior year," Shannon explains. "That starts next month."

"Insistence?" Rivka asks, sounding confused.

"התעקשות," Shannon responds, and Rivka nods in understanding. "I tried to tell Dad that I would be fine finishing school here, but he said we have to go back," Shannon admits, sounding upset at that, being pretty sure that her mother really wants them to go back.

"I will…. Miss you," Rivka responds.

"I'll miss you too," Shannon responds. "But will stay in contact."

"אנחנו, איך?" Rivka asks. (we will, how?)

"Letters," Shannon answers with a smile, as she pulls a piece of paper out of her pocket. "This is my address. We'll write each other, all the time," Shannon says, handing the piece of paper over.

"I would like that," Rivka says, taking the piece of paper with a smile on her face. After taking the paper she pauses, trying to figure out what she wants to say in English, but she fails, "אולי יום אחד אני אבקר באמריקה, לבקר אותך." (maybe one day I will visit America, visit you) Rivka says and this time it is Shannon's turn to smile.

"I would really like that," Shannon says, looking thrilled. "Rivka… אנחנו תמיד נהיה חברים, וזה לא שלום, כלל שמונה" (we will always be friends, and this isn't goodbye, rule eight).

"Never say goodbye to… someone… you want to see again," Rivka remembers. "Are you going to keep making rules?"

"Of course, everyone needs a code they can live by," Shannon responds, as she starts to swing back and forth, "I'm really going to miss this place," Shannon admits.

"It is going to miss you," Rivka reveals, "So is everyone here," Rivka says as she starts to swing back and forth too. Together, the two friends drift into silence and enjoy each other's company, both knowing that it might be a while before they see each other again, but both feeling like they will always have a connection, that they will always be friends.

The next day Shannon is on her way back to American, and in about a years' time she has met the love of her life; Leroy Jethro Gibbs, while she returned to her life in America and started a new one, Shannon never once forgot the life she had in Israel, and never forgot Rivka who she continued to exchange letters with.

Like Shannon, Rivka started a life in Israel, and even moved to Tel Aviv to complete her mandatory military service, but she never once forgot her American friend who she's known she can always count on.

I know this chapter is rather short, I just wanted to establish the Rivka/Shannon connection. There will, of course, be a time jump before the next chapter.