A/N: I have been wanting to write a kid!fic involving the entire team for a while now. Before I start the story I want to clear up a few things that about this universe. First of all Abby, Ziva, McGee, and Tony are all nine. Abby was adopted by Gibbs when she was around a year old. In my universe Gibbs killed Ari instead of Ziva. McGee is Abby's best friend who moved away but he will be back. Tony is the last to join the family even though he came second on the show. Kate was also adopted by Gibbs but she died four months prior to the story. Jimmy will also join the story as Ducky's foster son. Lastly Gibbs is now married to Maddie Tyler's mom they reconnected and married after Gibbs saved Maddie from her ex boyfriend. Since I don't recall Maddie's mom's name being mentioned in Requiem I made one up for her. Everything will be explained better in the story.
"Why are you adopting another kid?!" Nine year old Abby Gibbs demanded. Her green eyes filled with rage and black pigtails askew.
"We aren't adopting Ziva we are just taking her in as a foster child." Her adoptive step-mother Margret Tyler explained.
"Well I don't want her to live with us!" Abby cried.
"Well I'm sorry but nine year olds can't call the shots." Margret replied.
"I HATE YOU!" Abby yelled storming out of the room.
"Abigail Eve Gibbs!" Margret yelled.
"Let her go Margret we'll talk to her again after she cools down." Her adoptive father Jethro Gibbs said as he emerged from his basement workshop.
Gibbs sighed Abby was not a mean or angry child in fact she was a sweet, bubbly, ray of sunshine. At least she used to be but it had been a hard year for her. She had lost both her best friends in a thirty day period. In February Timmy McGee moved to Okinawa due to his step-father's job and in January her best friend and adoptive sister had died. He knew that Abby needed help but he still couldn't even think of that horrible day let alone talk about it. They had been talking for a long time about taking in more kids but after Kate died they had put that dream on the back burner. Until about a week ago. Gibbs and his team at NCIS had been hunting a terrorist. Who had been putting them all through hell he had shot and seriously injured Ducky's assistant Gerald Jackson. When Gibbs had finally caught him a week ago it had been in Ari's home in Virginia. He shot and killed him only to hear the cries of a child. Upon further inspection he found a small girl hiding behind the couch. He quickly learned that her name was Ziva and she was his nine year old half-sister and she had been living with him since her mother died two years before. She knew of all the bad things her brother had done bur was terrified to speak up because she knew if he went to prison she would have to go back to Israel and live with her father. When he did further research he learned her father was the Eli David the head of Moosad. The one who had been assassinated a month before. This innocent child had nowhere else to go. So he had went home and talked with his wife Margret and the very next day they had applied to be foster parents to Ziva. They had gotten the call the night before and told Abby that morning. They were hoping that a new sister would help her heal but so far she had just been furious. There was no turning back now they were going to the Children's Home to pick Ziva up at three. It was last minute but she needed a family and the Gibbs's needed to heal. An hour before they were due to pick up Ziva. Abby still hadn't come out of her room. Fed up Gibbs knocked on her door. He heard her talking on the phone with Timmy. That was one of the few advantages of cellphones cheap international and long distance calling.
"I have to go Timmy my dad is here."
"Yeah I hope it works too."
"Goodbye"
Slowly she opened the door and stepped out of the room. She stuck her cellphone in her pocket and stared up at Gibbs.
"Yeah?" Abby asked.
"You feeling better?" Gibbs asked.
"Are you still going to get Ziva?" Abby asked.
"Yes in fact we are just about to go pick her up." Gibbs replied.
"Oh okay but I'm not going to like her." Abby replied.
"Well at least give her a chance." Gibbs replied knowing that statement meant very little for a nine year old.
"Alright" Abby replied.
"What were you talking to Timmy about in there?" Gibbs asked.
"Oh nothing." Abby replied.
At two forty-five the Gibbs's pulled into the parking lot of the D.C. Children's Home. Abby shuffled behind her parents arms crossed. They walked through the glass doors and down a hallway past a series of doors. Until they came to an office. Gibbs knocked on a door and tall brunette woman opened the door and ushered them in.
"Jethro, Margret I am Sharon the social worker assigned to Ziva's case. We met the other day." A woman greeted.
"I remember and thank you so much for taking care of Ziva for us." Gibbs replied.
"We really appreciate all you have done." Margret added.
"And who is this?" Sharon asked.
"This is our daughter Abby." Gibbs introduced.
"Oh assumed she was older. Because of Maddie and Kelly. Jethro I am sorry about Kelly and Margret I am glad Madeline is doing well in spite of everything she has been through." Sharron replied.
"Thank you" Gibbs and Margret replied.
"Nice to meet you." Abby greeted.
"Your welcome and thank you it's good to know Ziva has a sister with such fine manners she needs a little help. Now if you two will go ahead and sign a few more forms. I will go and get Miss. Ziva." Sharron replied.
Gibbs and Margret signed the papers Sharron had handed them. While she walked through the back door of her office. She returned a few minutes later with a small girl with long wavy black hair and olive colored skin. A silver Star of David hung from her neck. She was hanging her head but Gibbs remembered she had deep brown eyes.
"Thank you for taking me in." Ziva replied.
"Hey no problem." Gibbs replied.
"Yeah Ziva we are glad to do it." Margret said.
"And this will be your room." Gibbs said showing Ziva the room that had been Kate's.
"Oh it's lovely. I think I want to change the decorations though." Ziva replied.
"Oh of course um we only found out you were joining us last night." Margret said.
The room Ziva was going to live in had been Kate's. The room was painted blue which Ziva had mentioned was her favorite color anyway but, they could see her objection to Kate's trophies and crosses. They had four rooms and a small office that could be converted into a room. So it's not like she had to live there but they thought giving here that room would help the process.
"I'm going to start dinner." Margret said.
"I hope I didn't boot Abby out." Ziva said.
"Oh no this room uh it belonged to another girl." Gibbs replied.
"Where is she?" Ziva asked.
"She she died." Gibbs replied.
"Oh I'm sorry." Ziva replied.
"Can I do anything for you?" Gibbs asked.
"No thank you I think I'm just going to rest." Ziva replied.
"Alright well I will be in the basement if you need me." Gibbs replied.
Ziva walked into her room and sat on the bed. She surveyed her surroundings all the awards and cherished belongings of the dead girl who once had this room. She knew this room was haunted. Slowly she made her way over to the desk. She inspected the drawers most were the basic stuff school supplies and other junk she cleared it out and tossed it on the floor. The bottom left drawer however was locked. She searched everywhere for a key to no avail. She stood up and left her room and walked until she found the room that she assumed was Abby's. She walked in and saw Abby lying on her bed.
"What do you want?" Abby asked.
"Uh the door my desk is locked I was wondering if you knew where the dead girl kept the key?" Ziva asked.
"Her name was Kate! That's Kate's desk! Not yours! Keep out!" Abby yelled.
"Never mind!" Ziva cried racing back to her room.
"Ziva sweetie what's wrong?" Margret asked entering the sobbing girls room.
"Abby is a jerk!" Ziva cried.
"Oh well she's had a bad few months." Margret explained.
"So you're taking her side?" Ziva asked.
"Oh no I am going to talk to her and there will be consequences. I just wanted to make sure you understand she isn't normally this um moody." Margret replied.
"Do you think she'll ever like me?" Ziva asked.
"Oh of course Abby is a very sweet girl but this is a huge adjustment for all of us and we've all had a rough year. We all need some time but before long we will be a big happy family." Margret explained.
"Promise?" Ziva asked.
"Of course. Hey I was going to treat you girls to ice cream but I think Abby needs to think about what she did. So how about you and me go and get to know each other." Margret replied.
"Will Gibbs mind staying with Abby?" Ziva asked.
"If we bring him some Rocky Road and a woodworking magazine he won't care." Margret replied.
Just after eight Gibbs was alone in the living room. Margret had taken Ziva for ice-cream to make up for an incident with Abby. Gibbs wasn't sure what happened but Abby had made her cry. Now Abby was being punished in her room. His phone rang after flipping it open he saw that it was Sheila McGee. Timmy's mom.
"Hello Sheila?"
"Oh hi Jethro."
"It's been a while how is everything?"
"Oh it's good. Timmy had a nice talk with Abby today. I'm glad poor kid has had a terrible time."
"Oh I'm sorry Abby's had a rough time too."
"Well hopefully he will do better when he gets to D.C. Sean was able to get him a ticket for tomorrow. I'm sorry it's short notice but I know he will take to living with you guys and vice versa."
"Uh excuse me?"
"Wait you didn't know? Abby told me you wanted another foster kid and that you wanted to take Timmy."
"No we just took in a little girl today."
"Oh Jethro I'm sorry. The ticket is non-refundable but we can fly him back."
"No problem we will keep him as long as you need."
A/N 2: So what do you think? Should I continue? Please review and thanks for reading.