NCIS: Aftermath of Kate's Death

Hey. This story was based on a dream I had. It's about a girl (who was me in the dream) who's adoptive mother dies (Kate and still killed by Ari), but it will turn out her REAL mom is Ziva and Ari in not her half-brother but was her boyfriend and my father. All in the DREAM I had.

This is know where near finished, not even the first chapter, but I wanted to post the first little bit to see what you guys think!!

I stood there in the Directors office. Frozen in time. I couldn't move, the words she said to me just stoke like crazy glue in my mind. I knew what they meant, but I couldn't comprehend them for the life of me. I collapsed in to a ball on the red leather sofa in her office as tears and grief overwhelmed me. She could not be dead.

My mom. A former secret service member turned into NSIC agent. She couldn't be. I took bits and pieces for information from the Director and another agent I new as Special Agent Leroy Gibbs. I didn't pay attention to much of it. I knew when they called me from school, had and black SUV to pick me and drive me to the HQ something was wrong. Something very bad. I had this horrible lurching feeling in my stomach since lunch time. All I needed to hear was she was dead and that's all I needed to hear. I didn't care for the details, nor could I handle them at the moment.

I heard a sniper bullet. One bullet took out what I thought was my in-destruvie mother, Special Agent Kate Todd. Then I heard the word trail. They didn't even know who took the only person I had left away from me and they were talking about a trail? "Julie, Julie honey please say something". She sat next to me and put her small arm around my shoulders. I looked up at her with puffy red eyes and smeared black make-up. She brushed my tears away as she hugged me.

"It's going to me okay. Were going to find who did this and were going to take care of you. Don't worry." Catch who did this? I didn't really cared who did it, sure I would like to look the bastered in the eyes and ask him what my mother did to piss him off so much that she had to assassinate her. And don't worry? My mom was all I had left. I am going to end up in foster care. Great, who is going to want to adopt a 16-year-old teenager? Yeah um NO ONE!

Everything was coming at me at one time. I jumped up from the sofa and ran. I ran out of her office, down the stairs, into the bullpen where other agents my mother had worked with looked at me as I ran with sad faces. It felt like I wasn't moving, like I was stuck there. I finale made it to the stair case as I ran down them and out the front door. I collapsed again on the hot black pavement letting out screams and crys of grief and angry.

I stayed there for what felt like hours. Just hoping if I wait there long enough, my mom would come back and place her soft gentle hands on my back telling to not to worry and to come back in-side. I know it is silly. But I want her to to come back to much. I miss her so much already.

I slammed the pavement with both fists and I push myself off the ground. My mother wouldn't want me like this. She new I was brave. I know I'm brave and tough. I can handle this. Okay I can try and handle this the best I way I can. I have too, I do not have any other choice.

I pressed my back against the side of the tall glass like building as I breathed in the cool spring air trying to calm myself down before I went back in there. I did not want to face them. With all there "I'm so sorry for your lose". I hate that. Not that it's a load of bull but I just don't like looking up in their sad faces and say "thank-you" or explaining how I feel. I simply hate it.

A few minute's later I built up the courage to go in. As I stepped out of the elevator onto their floor I saw them all huddle up. The lab tech, Abby Suctio, who was also one of my mom's closet's friend ran over to me and gave me the biggest hugs. I hugged her back as I sobbed into her shoulder.