Too Much

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Ziva POV

I was running down an alley. The team and my father chased me. They were trying to cut the baby out themselves. I kept running, although soon, I could tell I would run out of air. That was when I was shook awake, and I automatically punched whoever it was. By the little yelp let out, I immediately knew it was Mr. Anthony DiNozzo Jr. 


"Tony," I sighed," you know better. What are you doing here? I ditched you at....the....ai..........".I tried to finish my statement, but I was dragged back into sleep, but not a peaceful one.

The sleep I was put into was just black, nothing else. No dreams, no nightmares, no happy ending, just pitch black. I heard Tony, calling my name. I wanted to answer, say everything was alright, but I could not open my mouth. It was like it had been sown shut, never to be reopened. my eyelids were heavy, so heavy I knew I would have no chance of ever being able to lift them on my own. I would need help. Why do these things keep happening to me? Why cant I have a normal life? I guess that's what happens when your the last David, well, for now. My main wish is just to ditch the last name David. To replace it with DiNozzo. To just have a safe life for the little one. Is that to much to ask for?


Hey guys! I know this is a short chapter, but I REALLY needed to update and school is driving me nuts with exams coming up, even if I only have 2! I am trying to update, but it is becoming harder and harder, considering I have no idea where this story is going! Love you all!!!-Heather

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