For NCIS Enquêtes spéciales & Ziva centric fans only. ou for people who wants to read some crap >.<
Its hard keeping up long distance relationships, but it’s almost impossible to keep up a very large friendship group when they were all divisé, split up in different parts of the world, and no one knew that better then the Ace Gang.
Ziva David, Tali David, Ali David, Ari Haswari, Natasha Haswari, Shmuel Rubinstein, Abraham Cole, Aaron Spike, Lauralie Gilmore, Christopher Hayden, Michael Rivkin, Zachery David-Addy, Ryan James, Ashley James, Chad Cooper, Sandra Long, Sam Long, Oliver Todd and Shina Coholan all knew how hard it was.
Chris, Lauralie, Oliver, Ryan, Ashley and Chad all lived in America. Chad, Ryan and Ashley had only joined the group when they were 11, when they met Ziva, Zach (cousins), Sam and Sandy (twins) on a train to one of the finest musique schools in the world, Lisa Clarks Academy of Performing Arts, 11 to 17.
Lauralie’s mother was a close friend of Ziva, Ali and Tali’s mother, while Chris’s father was an old classmate of Sam and Sandy’s father, leaving them as close Friends of their children.
The Israeli’s had all been Friends for years, however. Ali, Ari, Ziva, Natasha, Zach and Tali were all David's, Sandy and Sam happened to of been born four days after Ziva did, and as the Longs and David's were also neighbours, they were all good friends.
Though eight of them spent half of their time in England, half of that eight spent another quarter in America, and all the leftovers were in Israel, they had all managed to stay together to this day.
But none of it had been easy.
toi could say that the pain had started when Abraham had died. It was never easy, living in Israel. The suicide bombing that had killed Abe was one of the many that had come in the past months, but there had still been pain, in all the Ace’s.
Ziva felt the hurt most. She was definitely the one who had been closest to Abraham, and the pain wasn’t something any twelve an old girl should experience. It had taken many weeks for Ziva to heal enough to go back out side. She wouldn’t laugh with the Ace’s, but then, none of them had laughed at all since Abe had died.
Slowly, they began to get better. It was a hard trip for all of them, at their young ages (Ari, at 14, was the oldest of the group), but they got through eventually, realising that their close friend hadn’t left them, as long as they just let him in. Many of them had sworn many times that they could hear Abe’s cheerful laugh as they all joked together.
It went quite well, really, for the suivant couple of years. Ziva, Sandy, Sam, Ashley, Ryan and Chad had formed a band, “The Dreamers and Believers” and them, along with Oliver and Zach, were making magical musique for the whole school in London, écriture weekly to every member of the Ace Gang, and spending every moment possible together during their breaks.
But, during that time, there was one, small, small problem.
Ziva and Sam had started dating, and the Ace Gang had a rule: “Don’t rendez-vous amoureux, date an Ace. It won’t work and the rest of us will be divisé, split down the middle.”
The rule had been made after Laurie and Chris had a child when they were 16, and no one had heard from Chris since.
The D&B and Zack and Oliver were most worried, because they had a close up view of what was going on. But their other Friends they had made really couldn’t see what the problem was. Sam and Ziva were regularly seen doing homework together in the Library, écriture songs in the Boddington House musique Room, ou making out in every room they could get into.
The rest of the Ace Gang got together one spring break, and decided that they should just let Ziva and Sam get on with it. They were so close already the only difference between now and 5 years il y a was the fact that they were s’embrasser a lot.
Soon, the Dreamers and Believers were off to college. To be plus specific, Julliard University. Meanwhile, following Sam and Ziva’s lead, several Ace’s began to rendez-vous amoureux, date and sleep with each other.
Natasha and Shmuel where an item, Shina and Ari where now an item, and Ali and Sandy were happily engaged par that time.
Sam, Ziva, Sandy and Ali all lived in an apartment in NYC. Ziva, and the twins dashing in and out of their home, back and forth from school, while Ali, a workaholic Mossad Officer, continued to do the haut, retour au début secret ops with everyone BUT the Longs and Ziva, who were too busy with school to work with their fathers in Mossad.
Then, just days after Ziva and the twins had celebrated their 20th birthdays, Sandy discovered she was pregnant.
It was a bit plus work then, Sandy was forced to cut back A LOT on her studies to prepare for the baby, but all she really had to do was do research on how to raise a kid, feeding/teething ect., because Ziva had turned into “Super Aunt”. Most mornings she returned from her jog laden with plastic bags filled with baby clothes (once they had had the ultra sound and discovered it was a girl) and toys. She let the parents do some of the shopping and most of the picking out, but Ziva was determined to make this kid happy.
It wasn’t easy though. Eli and Sarah, and Peter and Diana were all shocked at the idea of their children having a baby out of wedlock, and several times Peter had demanded Sandy to get the kid removed, but she wouldn’t budge.
After prodding and poking from the rest of their children and the Ace Gang, the grandparents reluctantly gave in, but it was a close one.
Then, once again, tragedy struck. When Sandy was on her eight mois of pregnancy, Tali, who was sixteen, was bombed. A local shopping mall had been hit, while Tali was trying to find a dress for her new niece.
It was still a hard hit to the head for the Ace Gang, but around the time Sandy went into labour, they were over the grieving, and was celebrating Talia’s happy life.
Ziva Caitlin David was born at precisely 2:00am, 22 of July, 1983.
She looked so much like her aunty Ziva it wasn’t funny. The Ace Gang swooned over the new baby, happy to have something so little and helpless once more.
Many years past since . . . and things have changed.
Sam and Ziva are Friends once again, jouer la comédie so normal around each other it’s a surprise to some that they ever dated at all.
Ali and Sandy had 3 plus children, twin 8 an olds, Destiny Kelly and Abigail Shannon, and a five an old, Olivia Talia.
Shmuel and Natasha had also had four, all adopted, Hasmina, 18, twins, Michael and Eli, 14, and Talia, 7.
Oliver Todd was brought his first real pain, when his younger sister, Kate died. It was such a shock to relies, that his best friend, Ari Haswari, the Joker of the Ace Gang, had killed her.
Ziva may have dreamed of being a world famous singer, but instead she grew on to be a Mossad Bad-Ass Ninja. She was sent to NCIS, where Kate Todd had worked, to smooth things out.
Eventually, due to feelings and reason’s that Ziva couldn’t and wouldn’t explain, she ended up killing Ari, just secondes before he was about to shoot Kate’s old boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, to death.
This act scored Ziva a place on Gibbs’s team, alongside computer geek Timothy McGee, and big shot movie lover, Anthony “Tony” DiNozzo.
plus pain came on after that, mainly from Mossad, who wanted Ziva back. Director David was angry that his daughter had moved on, and was the cause of half the pain that came with NCIS. Losing her good friend Jenny, for instance.
Michael and Ziva, alarmingly, started sleeping together. This went on for about a year, then Michael was caught up in an NCIS Enquêtes spéciales investigation, and when Michael, who had been drinking, resisted arrest from Ziva’s partner, Tony, Tony had killed him.
This lead to a lot a pain for the Ace Crew. Michael was dead, and Ziva, enraged at Tony and full of remorse, went on a Op in Somalia, Africa, and was kidnapped.
After four months of worrying from NCIS Enquêtes spéciales and the Ace Gang, Team Gibbs found her and brought her home. She told the tail of her father making her go, then leaving her to die there to the Ace Gang, who all swore to not talk to Eli again unless completely necessary.
But, surprisingly, the Ace Gang is still there. Still laughing, all happy now that they are all in America. D&B still playing around with the songs that had caused them such popularity and laughter at the LCA.
They are still there. Living. And no one knows of what could happen in the future. . What would become of the Mini Ace’s . . . How long Ziva would survive NCIS Enquêtes spéciales . . . But that, unfortunately, is another story.
Its hard keeping up long distance relationships, but it’s almost impossible to keep up a very large friendship group when they were all divisé, split up in different parts of the world, and no one knew that better then the Ace Gang.
Ziva David, Tali David, Ali David, Ari Haswari, Natasha Haswari, Shmuel Rubinstein, Abraham Cole, Aaron Spike, Lauralie Gilmore, Christopher Hayden, Michael Rivkin, Zachery David-Addy, Ryan James, Ashley James, Chad Cooper, Sandra Long, Sam Long, Oliver Todd and Shina Coholan all knew how hard it was.
Chris, Lauralie, Oliver, Ryan, Ashley and Chad all lived in America. Chad, Ryan and Ashley had only joined the group when they were 11, when they met Ziva, Zach (cousins), Sam and Sandy (twins) on a train to one of the finest musique schools in the world, Lisa Clarks Academy of Performing Arts, 11 to 17.
Lauralie’s mother was a close friend of Ziva, Ali and Tali’s mother, while Chris’s father was an old classmate of Sam and Sandy’s father, leaving them as close Friends of their children.
The Israeli’s had all been Friends for years, however. Ali, Ari, Ziva, Natasha, Zach and Tali were all David's, Sandy and Sam happened to of been born four days after Ziva did, and as the Longs and David's were also neighbours, they were all good friends.
Though eight of them spent half of their time in England, half of that eight spent another quarter in America, and all the leftovers were in Israel, they had all managed to stay together to this day.
But none of it had been easy.
toi could say that the pain had started when Abraham had died. It was never easy, living in Israel. The suicide bombing that had killed Abe was one of the many that had come in the past months, but there had still been pain, in all the Ace’s.
Ziva felt the hurt most. She was definitely the one who had been closest to Abraham, and the pain wasn’t something any twelve an old girl should experience. It had taken many weeks for Ziva to heal enough to go back out side. She wouldn’t laugh with the Ace’s, but then, none of them had laughed at all since Abe had died.
Slowly, they began to get better. It was a hard trip for all of them, at their young ages (Ari, at 14, was the oldest of the group), but they got through eventually, realising that their close friend hadn’t left them, as long as they just let him in. Many of them had sworn many times that they could hear Abe’s cheerful laugh as they all joked together.
It went quite well, really, for the suivant couple of years. Ziva, Sandy, Sam, Ashley, Ryan and Chad had formed a band, “The Dreamers and Believers” and them, along with Oliver and Zach, were making magical musique for the whole school in London, écriture weekly to every member of the Ace Gang, and spending every moment possible together during their breaks.
But, during that time, there was one, small, small problem.
Ziva and Sam had started dating, and the Ace Gang had a rule: “Don’t rendez-vous amoureux, date an Ace. It won’t work and the rest of us will be divisé, split down the middle.”
The rule had been made after Laurie and Chris had a child when they were 16, and no one had heard from Chris since.
The D&B and Zack and Oliver were most worried, because they had a close up view of what was going on. But their other Friends they had made really couldn’t see what the problem was. Sam and Ziva were regularly seen doing homework together in the Library, écriture songs in the Boddington House musique Room, ou making out in every room they could get into.
The rest of the Ace Gang got together one spring break, and decided that they should just let Ziva and Sam get on with it. They were so close already the only difference between now and 5 years il y a was the fact that they were s’embrasser a lot.
Soon, the Dreamers and Believers were off to college. To be plus specific, Julliard University. Meanwhile, following Sam and Ziva’s lead, several Ace’s began to rendez-vous amoureux, date and sleep with each other.
Natasha and Shmuel where an item, Shina and Ari where now an item, and Ali and Sandy were happily engaged par that time.
Sam, Ziva, Sandy and Ali all lived in an apartment in NYC. Ziva, and the twins dashing in and out of their home, back and forth from school, while Ali, a workaholic Mossad Officer, continued to do the haut, retour au début secret ops with everyone BUT the Longs and Ziva, who were too busy with school to work with their fathers in Mossad.
Then, just days after Ziva and the twins had celebrated their 20th birthdays, Sandy discovered she was pregnant.
It was a bit plus work then, Sandy was forced to cut back A LOT on her studies to prepare for the baby, but all she really had to do was do research on how to raise a kid, feeding/teething ect., because Ziva had turned into “Super Aunt”. Most mornings she returned from her jog laden with plastic bags filled with baby clothes (once they had had the ultra sound and discovered it was a girl) and toys. She let the parents do some of the shopping and most of the picking out, but Ziva was determined to make this kid happy.
It wasn’t easy though. Eli and Sarah, and Peter and Diana were all shocked at the idea of their children having a baby out of wedlock, and several times Peter had demanded Sandy to get the kid removed, but she wouldn’t budge.
After prodding and poking from the rest of their children and the Ace Gang, the grandparents reluctantly gave in, but it was a close one.
Then, once again, tragedy struck. When Sandy was on her eight mois of pregnancy, Tali, who was sixteen, was bombed. A local shopping mall had been hit, while Tali was trying to find a dress for her new niece.
It was still a hard hit to the head for the Ace Gang, but around the time Sandy went into labour, they were over the grieving, and was celebrating Talia’s happy life.
Ziva Caitlin David was born at precisely 2:00am, 22 of July, 1983.
She looked so much like her aunty Ziva it wasn’t funny. The Ace Gang swooned over the new baby, happy to have something so little and helpless once more.
Many years past since . . . and things have changed.
Sam and Ziva are Friends once again, jouer la comédie so normal around each other it’s a surprise to some that they ever dated at all.
Ali and Sandy had 3 plus children, twin 8 an olds, Destiny Kelly and Abigail Shannon, and a five an old, Olivia Talia.
Shmuel and Natasha had also had four, all adopted, Hasmina, 18, twins, Michael and Eli, 14, and Talia, 7.
Oliver Todd was brought his first real pain, when his younger sister, Kate died. It was such a shock to relies, that his best friend, Ari Haswari, the Joker of the Ace Gang, had killed her.
Ziva may have dreamed of being a world famous singer, but instead she grew on to be a Mossad Bad-Ass Ninja. She was sent to NCIS, where Kate Todd had worked, to smooth things out.
Eventually, due to feelings and reason’s that Ziva couldn’t and wouldn’t explain, she ended up killing Ari, just secondes before he was about to shoot Kate’s old boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, to death.
This act scored Ziva a place on Gibbs’s team, alongside computer geek Timothy McGee, and big shot movie lover, Anthony “Tony” DiNozzo.
plus pain came on after that, mainly from Mossad, who wanted Ziva back. Director David was angry that his daughter had moved on, and was the cause of half the pain that came with NCIS. Losing her good friend Jenny, for instance.
Michael and Ziva, alarmingly, started sleeping together. This went on for about a year, then Michael was caught up in an NCIS Enquêtes spéciales investigation, and when Michael, who had been drinking, resisted arrest from Ziva’s partner, Tony, Tony had killed him.
This lead to a lot a pain for the Ace Crew. Michael was dead, and Ziva, enraged at Tony and full of remorse, went on a Op in Somalia, Africa, and was kidnapped.
After four months of worrying from NCIS Enquêtes spéciales and the Ace Gang, Team Gibbs found her and brought her home. She told the tail of her father making her go, then leaving her to die there to the Ace Gang, who all swore to not talk to Eli again unless completely necessary.
But, surprisingly, the Ace Gang is still there. Still laughing, all happy now that they are all in America. D&B still playing around with the songs that had caused them such popularity and laughter at the LCA.
They are still there. Living. And no one knows of what could happen in the future. . What would become of the Mini Ace’s . . . How long Ziva would survive NCIS Enquêtes spéciales . . . But that, unfortunately, is another story.
This is a song inspired par Anastasia's Once Upon a December. Also, it's the main song for my novel-in-progress, Imaginary. It's a song in which one of the main characters sings to cheer her up when she's scared. And once I finally get the story posté here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written par a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen anges always sing
Once upon a December
Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory
Broken papillons with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
Written par a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen anges always sing
Once upon a December
Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory
Broken papillons with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
Scraping at the boughs,
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
I slammed the car door shut, and faced the school.
"Have a good jour sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.
Not that I deserve to.
I clutched my livres to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.
"Bitch," they muttered.
"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.
But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.
And I'd live with this guilt till I die.
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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
"Have a good jour sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.
Not that I deserve to.
I clutched my livres to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.
"Bitch," they muttered.
"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.
But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.
And I'd live with this guilt till I die.
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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
I need to find a name for my character. She is a twelve an old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays piano and guitare and can play the Saxaphone really well. She is also very good in school. She has green eyes and likes to draw and write. Her main flaw is when she makes mistakes she has trouble realising that she is only human, and humans make mistakes. I am trying to find a good name but I am having a lot of trouble. Please help!
Introduction
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that toi could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story ou movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, ou feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as toi probably know. Imaginary Friends can be anything toi want them to be. An animal, a creature toi made up, a monster, ou just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary Friends that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that toi could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story ou movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, ou feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as toi probably know. Imaginary Friends can be anything toi want them to be. An animal, a creature toi made up, a monster, ou just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary Friends that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
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