Empty Graves, Chapter Three
Title: Empty Graves
Author: rainbowsfics
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: K
Warnings: N/A
Pairings (if applicable) Ziva/Tony, Jen/Gibbs, Ari/Kate
Character(s) (if applicable) Ziva, Tony
Summary: Ziva David died one year and thirteen days ago. No one found her body. And the evidence? Circumstantial. The bomb? Deadly. Do I think she's alive? You know, right now, I don't know what to think.
"Will you follow me?" asked the woman, as she led the way, her dark hair swinging behind her. She said nothing else as they walked down the wide corridor.
Tony looked at the walls of hallway, filled with pictures of what he assumed were the people occupying the mansion.
There was one picture with a red head waving the camera-man as she stood on the beach, the waves crashing behind her.
'Looks a lot like Jenny. But it's not her. It can't be her, because it your fault she's dead.' Thought Tony.
Another picture caught Tony's eye. It was a younger version of their tour guide, maybe fourteen in the picture, her arms around an older man, maybe twenty, and an older girl, maybe seventeen. It was quite evident that they were all siblings, and that those were much happier times.
The woman noticed Tony's piqued interest, "Those are my siblings, and me in the middle."
Gibbs was quiet as they stepped through the seemingly never-ending passageway, until he finally spoke up, and pointed to a picture on the wall, on of the many of that very same person.
"What is this doing here?" he asked, on the brink of exploding.
The incriminating photo consisted of a red-head girl, eight years old, in the arms of her parents, Jethro and Shannon Gibbs.
"Um, maybe I should not be the one to explain," She spoke softly as she looked down at her shoes, suddenly being the most interesting thing in the corridor.
She turned to face a mosaic-glass door. The door had a green serpent breathing fire to the hills surrounding the beast.
"We're here," she whispered, as she turned the antique wooden handle on the door.
What they saw inside was something that they'd never expect.
Author: rainbowsfics
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: K
Warnings: N/A
Pairings (if applicable) Ziva/Tony, Jen/Gibbs, Ari/Kate
Character(s) (if applicable) Ziva, Tony
Summary: Ziva David died one year and thirteen days ago. No one found her body. And the evidence? Circumstantial. The bomb? Deadly. Do I think she's alive? You know, right now, I don't know what to think.
"Will you follow me?" asked the woman, as she led the way, her dark hair swinging behind her. She said nothing else as they walked down the wide corridor.
Tony looked at the walls of hallway, filled with pictures of what he assumed were the people occupying the mansion.
There was one picture with a red head waving the camera-man as she stood on the beach, the waves crashing behind her.
'Looks a lot like Jenny. But it's not her. It can't be her, because it your fault she's dead.' Thought Tony.
Another picture caught Tony's eye. It was a younger version of their tour guide, maybe fourteen in the picture, her arms around an older man, maybe twenty, and an older girl, maybe seventeen. It was quite evident that they were all siblings, and that those were much happier times.
The woman noticed Tony's piqued interest, "Those are my siblings, and me in the middle."
Gibbs was quiet as they stepped through the seemingly never-ending passageway, until he finally spoke up, and pointed to a picture on the wall, on of the many of that very same person.
"What is this doing here?" he asked, on the brink of exploding.
The incriminating photo consisted of a red-head girl, eight years old, in the arms of her parents, Jethro and Shannon Gibbs.
"Um, maybe I should not be the one to explain," She spoke softly as she looked down at her shoes, suddenly being the most interesting thing in the corridor.
She turned to face a mosaic-glass door. The door had a green serpent breathing fire to the hills surrounding the beast.
"We're here," she whispered, as she turned the antique wooden handle on the door.
What they saw inside was something that they'd never expect.