Mini-me Chapter 8

Lol, The couch changed in size between chapters 3 and 7. To clarify- It's only a two seater and an armchair.

Tali was sitting in a chair next to Ziva's desk. She was soooo bored. The team had been called out to a crime scene and she had been left behind with Ducky. She had enjoyed his stories, but found asking questions about the autopsy of one of the bodies and forensic things more interesting. In the end Ducky had given up trying to explain without visual aid and pulled open one of the drawers. Tali scrunched up her nose at the smell, but other than that she was fine at looking at the dead body. Ducky was torn between worrying that she should have a different reaction and the love of teaching to someone other than Palmer. Oh well, at least he didn't have to clean up puke. Ducky had been deep in a lesson about how to properly remove the rib cage when a body was brought down for an autopsy. Tali had smiled at the thought of watching, but Ducky had said no. After much pleading she had him and was scrubbing in. Ducky did a running commentary the whole way through telling her things and pointing out what to look for. He let her cut one of the ribs. They were both peering into the open body cavity on the table, each holding an organ, when Gibbs, Ziva and McGee walked in. McGee stopped dead in his tracks, his mouth hanging open. Ziva gave Tali a death glare because she knew that Tali would have conned him into it. Gibbs was a little shocked. He opened his mouth to say something but he was speechless. A smile spread over Tali's lips under the mask. Gibbs was speechless! LOL!

"She's 14, Duck." Gibbs told him. "She…She shouldn't see stuff like this." Ducky didn't have a reply. Ziva was about to say something along the lines of 'Half her family is made up of assassins and the other half is in the Army; she's seen worse', but another thought came to her mind and she started laughing, so everyone turned to look at her.

"She's doing better than…" she started but was interrupted by the doors opening, revealing Jenny. She walked in but stopped, her eyes widening as she looked at Tali. She was wearing scrubs and had a section of the intestine in her hand. Her gloves were covered in blood, as she had been helping more than Palmer had ever been allowed, and she had a bit of blood on her scrubs as well as a finger print of it on her visor. Jen put her hand to her mouth to prevent throwing up. The first time she had seen an autopsy she had thrown up all over Ducky's shoes, but Tali was fine, in fact she was helping with the autopsy.

"She's 14!" Jenny shrieked. Tali started laughing. Everyone but McGee and Jenny ended up laughing too. Ziva shook her head.

"Get changed and come back to the squad room." She instructed.

"But, but, but …" she was silenced by Ziva's no mess expression. "Fine." She said putting down the tweezers and walking over to the sink.

She had been sitting in the bullpen for half an hour doing nothing. Everyone else was following up leads on their case; a petty officer had been raped in a park on her way home from the shops; and they were busy. Gibbs got up and went down to see if Abby had identified the rapist yet. Tali and Tony both sighed at the same time and Tali stretched back in her chair, looking up at the ceiling trying to spot the hidden picture. Tony noticed her looking at the roof.

"If you look hard enough you can see a Ferrari." Tony told her with a smile.

"Really? All I can see is a chipmunk riding a Harley." She mused, causing Ziva to laugh. Another 5 minutes past by, with the only sound being typing, other office sounds and the occasional bored sigh by someone in the bullpen. Tali pulled out her Ipod. After flipping through her songs she started drumming lightly on the table with her fingers. After about a minute she rummaged through her bag and pulled out a small set of folding speakers. She plugged her Ipod in and set it on the desk.

Come on People and make a stand. In the Navy! In the Navy! Tali turned it up so Tony could hear. He smiled as he walked into the middle of the bullpen. Tali stood up to join him. They tapped the clapping part with their feet before chanting

They want you, they want you, they want you as a new recruit!

Of course this made everyone else turn around to check out what was happening. When they realised it was just DiNozzo they went back to work.

If you like adventure
Don't you wait to enter
The recruiting office fast
Don't you hesitate
There is no need to wait
They're signing up new seamen fast
Maybe you are too young
To join up today
But don't you worry 'bout a thing
For I'm sure there will be
Always a good navy
Protecting the land and sea

They continued with smiles and not giving a crap that they were flushing their dignity down the toilet. As they started the chorus they didn't see Gibbs standing next to Ziva's desk, nor did they see McGee taping them with his phone.

In the navy
Yes, you can sail the seven seas
In the navy
Yes, you can put your mind at ease
In the navy
Come on now, people, make a stand
In the navy, in the navy
Can't you see we need a hand
In the "Navy" Gibbs said as he walked through them causing Tony stop but Tali to laugh.

"Sit." He told them. They both obeyed and sat down. Tali put her earphones in her Ipod and Tony started typing.

"McGee." Gibbs instructed.

"The last three know people in the area before the attack were… Chris O'Donnell, Jeremy Nakamura and David Nickel. Traffic cam caught Nickel driving at the time of the attack; so it wasn't him." Gibbs was glaring at him like 'If it wasn't him, why did you even bring it up?' "O'Donnell and Nakamura are being brought in for questioning." Gibbs nodded.

"David, DiNozzo - Take the suspect's pictures to the hospital and ask Miss Ribeiro if she recognises them." They nodded and started packing up. "MeGee- Background searches." Tali looked up at him hopefully. " Brennan or Haswari?"

"Haswari."

"Haswari- Coffee run. Go get Abby; Caff-Pow machine's broken." Tali saluted him.

"Sir, yes, sir!"

"U-ra." Gibbs chuckeled.

Tali's POV – I feel like POVing- I keep writing 'I' instead of 'Tali' and it's peaving me off.

"Aaaaabbyyyyyy!" I yelled as I ran out of the lift and into Labby. I could hear music, but no Abby. "Aaaabbyyyy!?" I yelled again, stretching out her name. The doors to the ballistics room opened and Abby came running out.

"Omigosh! Ziva told me everything and then I told Timmy and he thought it was just my theory because my other theory was that you were Ziva's daughter, but that would be weird for her to have a fourteen-year-old daughter, but anything's possible." Ok… she was rambling really, really fast. "And then I told Timmy about Kate and he was shocked, but not as shocked as I was and then I was really mad at Ziva and then I was and at you, but now I'm not anymore because it wasn't your fault and we can pick our family because if we could my little brother would be very different, but I don't hate you." She pulled me into a hug. I was still shell-shocked about her speed-talking, rambling speech, so I just nodded eyes wide.

"Ok… Gibbs sent me down here to get you for a Caffeine run." She nodded hyperactively and danced off to get her bag. I don't think she really needed anymore caffeine.

"So, tell me all about yourself." Abby said as she sucked on her Caff-Pow while we waited for the coffees.

"Well, my birth certificate says Tali Alice Haswari, but I swap to Brennan sometimes, depending on who I'm talking to. I'm 14 years old and was born in Italy, but it was arranged that I could have citizenship for America and Israel." Abby bit her lip when I said arranged.

"Why exactly are you here?"

"A terrorist group is trying to blackmail my grandfather, The Head of Mossad, by threatening to kill me. He didn't really do much when he got the threat… no one really gets that part. So the terrorists followed through with the threat. I was kidnapped." Abby gasped. I straightened my back and set my jaw. "Then I was taken to a warehouse and tied to a chair for three days. It was kinda messy for the first day because they weren't the type to untie you so you could use the bathroom," I scrunched up my nose at the memory. "but they didn't feed me or give me anything to drink so there wasn't anything new I had to sit in for the last two days. I was bashed and stabbed a few times so they could send pictures to Director David, but he didn't even try to negotiate with the terrorist, he just sent a team to find me. They got there just as one of the men squeezed off a round to finish the job. We both moved to look at the door as he was pulling the trigger, so it only got the side of my head." I told her, tilting my head to the side and moving my side-fringe so that she could see the stiches going from the corner of my eye to the tip of my ear. "They shot him, got me out and took me to the Director. They threatened to do it again, but that they were going to go straight to explosives. So he sent me here to stay with Ziva." Abby was silent for a while, which was well… unusual. The coffees were done so we carried them back to the bullpen. We handed out the drinks and Abby towed me back to her lab and I mean literally pulled me by the sleeve of my shirt.

"Where were you living before you were kidnapped?" She asked as she pulled up a stool next to her for me to sit on while she worked.

"At Mossad. They have apartments onsite. I shared with a woman named Salcia. I went to school and in my spare time practiced with the other agents. Sometimes I got pulled out of school to help with undercover operations."

"Wait, wait, wait! You lived at Mossad, trained with them and even did undercover ops?!" I nodded my head. "Whoa." I nodded again. "Why did you stay there?"

"My mom's always away with work and there's still the whole 'Mossad, Al Queda and every other op my family was involved with thing'."

"What do you mean by that?"

"There's always a risk that a mission won't go to plan, and we've pissed off a lot of people, so if something happens I can't be with some nanny hundreds of miles away from any protection. I have to be somewhere that I'd be useful or safe." Abby bobbed her head up and down, causing her pig-tails to bounce. We both stared at the monitors, only Abby was actually doing something.

"Is there a gym somewhere?" I asked her.

"Yep. You wanna go?"

"Yeah."

"If I tell you where to go will you be able to get there?" I gave her my impression of a Gibbs Glare. "It needs a little work." I rolled my eyes. She gave me the instructions and I went to the bullpen to get my bag.

"Hey Zi?"

"Yes." Ziva answered without looking up from her monitor.

"Can I go to the gym on base?"

"Yes, turn on your GPS and remember your duress words." She said in a monotone voice. I groaned as I fiddled with the clasp on my bracelet that had a GPS tracker built into it.

"Can I go now?"

"Yes." She murmured still engrossed in her computer.

"Thank you." I sang sarcastically. I bent down, kissed her cheek and ran for the elevator.

"And if one person is carried out of the building on a stretcher by your doing you will have no pizza for a week!" She called after me.

"Yes Mother!" Again with the sarcasm.

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I felt really bad for not updating for ages so here's another chapter. I hope you enjoyed it!!! Please review! I don't know if everyone just gave up on this fic…

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