I do not own NCIS or the main characters or Salma Hayek or Ari Haswari. I do however own my ideas and this story.

An eleven- year- old girl with dark brown hair, tan skin, and almost hazel coloured eyes came walking into the bullpen. She looked went up to a desk where a male agent sat. The agent looked up.

"Hi." The man said looking at her. Something about the child looked familiar, but he couldn't place what. "Do you need help?"

"Yes." The child responded taking her back pack off her shoulder. "I need to talk to Agent David."

"She should be back soon." The agent responded. "I'm Agent Anthony DiNozzo, but you can call me Tony. What's your name?" The child was about to respond when a gasp was let out from behind her. Tony and the child looked to see Ziva frozen by her desk. The child ran and hugged her.

"Ima-" The child let out before sobbing. Ziva wrapped her arms around her.

'Ima?' Tony mouthed. Ziva couldn't say anything. She just buried her face in the child's hair.

"Shh Tatelah." Ziva said before singing softly to the child in Hebrew.

Tell me if you want more. This was more of a prologue/ test run chapter. Please review!