As Yet Untitled NCIS fanfic

Chapter one

Ziva's POV
As I sit in my front room I hear stumbling around outside my front door. It is a week day and quite late, shouldn't everyone be in their homes? I go to the window that over looks my door a knife from my boot in hand, I am shocked to see what it is that is making the noises. It is a young girl about my age perhaps younger beaten terrible standing at my door step trying to knock on my door, however she looks to weak to make a sound on it. To be honest I am shocked she is still standing with how bad she looks. Throwing my knife, making yet another hole in a wall (guess I won't be getting my deposit back), I rush to my door struggling to open it. When I finally get the door open the girl has shrunk down to sitting on the floor breathing shallowly (is that a word?) "לעזאזל" (damn it-Hebrew) I mutter "אני אהיה בסדר" (I will be fine-Hebrew) she replies speaking perfect Hebrew before passing out. I pick her up bringing her to my couch, I knew I should have called the police or an ambulance probably both but I just can't bring myself to call the authorities, so I call one of the only people in this city I trust "Gibbs, I need you at my house right now, please" I sounded so vulnerable I knew that he would come as fast as he could. I try to make the unknown girl as comfortable as possible she was still breathing, I could see her chest rise and fall gently. Now that she was inside with all the lights on i can see the full extent of injuries on her face and arms. This looks like torture the kind I was taught in Mossad a while ago. Why would someone do this to her? She had a British accent and yet she spoke perfect Hebrew, how?
I must have been thinking about all of it for longer than I thought as I am snapped from my thinking by a sharp knock at my door and Gibbs shouting my name "it is unlocked, get in here" I shout back, he comes running round the corner gun out "put the damn thing away and help me make sure she is ok" I tell him. He puts his gun in his waistband and walks over kneeling beside me, put his index and middle fingers on the girls neck "her pulse is not perfect but with a little bit of help it will become normal again" he says after half a minute "what can I do?".         "You can get a glass of water, some painkillers, a wash cloth soaked in water then wringed out so there is only a little bit of water left in it and you can call Ducky. All the water must be cold and then you can tell me why you called me rather than an ambulance and the police." he tells me, leaving no room for arguments. As i get my phone I walk to the kitchen, dialling Dr Mallard and getting the glass of water. "Doctor Mallard I apologise I know it's late but I need you and your medical bag at my house as soon as possible there is someone hurt in my house but I don't trust the authorities to help her" I say as soon as he picks up "I am on my way dear, I assume Jethro is with you? And how many times must I tell you to call me Ducky?!" he answers me "yes Ducky sorry. And yes Gibbs is here with me helping see you soon" I don't wait for his reply as i hang up immediately, walking back into my living room with the glass of water, leaving my phone in the kitchen.

After i sorted out the wash cloth exactly the way Gibbs had told me I set off to try to find some painkillers, which is not easy I don't really keep painkillers stocked up in my house, I have some in my desk at work but not really any here. So after around 5 minutes of searching my house for something I did not own I settle for just bringing the wash cloth to Gibbs and the girl. "Hello Ducky, thank you for coming out here so late. Gibbs I got the cloth but I don't think I actually own painkillers other than the ones Tony gave me but they are in my draw at work." I address the two men in my house "Don't worry, my dear, I bought enough painkillers to knock out a horse," why would he want to knock out a horse when he has a human patient right here I think to myself "and don't worry about calling me out I couldn't sleep with the noise Mother was making, complaining about almost everything I was just watching Jeopardy" Ducky finished.  "Either way I appreciate you coming to help" I say as sincerely as I could as I truly was thankful for him.
"Gibbs, would you please say something! Yell at me! Ask me all the questions that I am sure are running through your mind! Hell slap the back of my head like you do Tony! Just please do something!" I say after what felt like an eternity of silence while Ducky was checking over the mystery girl.
"Who is she?" He finally asks with unnerving calmness "I do not know, I found her on my doorstep also no I didn't do this to her" I answer truthfully "I never said you did" he says just as calmly as before "no but you were thinking it I can see it in the way your face looks" I tell him "ok, what can you tell me about how you found her and what you know about her so far?" he asks still calm "um I heard a noise outside my door and I thought it was strange given the day and time so I looked out that window," I point to the window "to check what was going on which is when I saw this girl outside my door looking the way she does now so I rush to help her but by the time I got to her she was on the floor barely breathing, I said damn it in Hebrew she said that she will be fine, also in Hebrew but with a definite British accent however, Gibbs her Hebrew was beyond perfect as if it were her mother tongue then she passed out, I carried her in here checked her pulse and breathing and then called you. That's everything" I recall everything from the past half an hour maybe more "are you telling me the truth?" he asks not trusting me. Rolling my eyes I nod "every word was true" I tell him "If I might interrupt, Jethro? She has a lot of bruises and a few shallow cuts many deeper cuts but nothing she won't heal from with time. She does however need a hospital at some point" Ducky says "no hospital!" I say "Ziva she will need it soon".     "no Doctor Mallard you have everything in Autopsy back at NCIS that she could possibly need" I tell him once more "Ziva why are you so against her being in a hospital?" Gibbs asks me "I just have a really bad feeling in my stomach that something will happen if she is moved from near us. I think she needs our protection, please trust me. It's like you trusting your gut feeling, that's all I am doing" I tell him again truthfully, he nods "Duck, as of now she is in protective custody anything she needs you get from work and bring here to help her. She was found on the doorsteps of an NCIS agent that means we can investigate it as a crime of our jurisdiction" Ducky nods in understanding "thank you Gibbs" I tell him, he nods just as Ducky had "all we can do now is wait for when she wakes up" Ducky tells us both.

A/N 1367 words. How about that?! My first NCIS fanfic, I don't know how i feel about this chapter. I liked the idea I had in the first place but I'm not quite sure if this chapter does justice to that idea. As always comment what you think and any improvements you can suggest.
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TheOriginalCult x