Hello people. I am starting a new story...I can't help it! It is quite unwise to do so when you already have other unfinished stories...

But rest assured! I have finished the whole story for this one which will mean quick updates! (Unless my parents ban me).

This will be a short and sweet story...which means short (but sweet) updates. It has three chapters.

ts in the perspective of a baby...so simple language and short sentences will be used in most parts. (simply, don't conclude that i am an idiot)

Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS...I own Claire though!

Chp 1 Mummy and Daddy

When I first opened my eyes, the entire world was blurry. I saw a man. He had brown hair and hazel eyes. I reached up, but I couldn't. I suddenly felt the urge to cry, so I did so. The man wrapped his strong arms around me and held me to his chest. It was so nice. He was so comfortable. He patted my back lightly, making me hiccup slightly. I snuggled into his warm chest.

Suddenly, I felt like I was moving. My eyes flew open, but once I say the man, I calmed down slightly. Then he let go. But I felt another pair of arms, weaker than the man's, supporting me. I looked up, curious. It was a woman with dark brown hair, and beautiful brown eyes. I immediately recognized her, not from the looks, but the warmth and belonging that seemed to radiate from her. My Mummy. I smiled, and she smiled back at me, her eyes glittering with tears. I felt so utterly loved, so safe in her honey-coloured arms.

The man came over, and wrapped his arms around my Mummy. I then knew it. He was my Daddy. He smiled at me again, and stroked my head. It felt nice. I squirmed slightly. Both of my parents laughed, so I gurgled happily too.

"She's so beautiful, our baby girl," Daddy whispered into Mummy's ears. I didn't know what that meant, I didn't care. Daddy kissed Mummy lightly on the forehead. I wanted a kiss too! I lifted a hand and waved it. Mummy and Daddy both laughed again. I felt like I was being lifted again, and I recognized Daddy's arms.

"I love you, sweetie pie," he whispered into my ear. His breath tickled my skin. I gurgled again. He kissed me on my forehead. It felt weird, but it was nice. I kicked, and gurgled again. My Daddy smiled. His smile was so happy, it made me happy too. He put me back into Mummy's arms.

"Well, sweet cheeks, I need to go to work," I heard Daddy say. Mummy nodded. I heard a strange sound. It was the door closing. Daddy left. I looked up to Mummy.

"Clairey," she whispered, "You are the most beautiful baby ever to be born." I snuggled into her warmth. She smelled so nice. I loved my Mummy, and she loved me. My Mummy was the best Mummy in the world.

When I was one, I knew my Mummy and Daddy's names. I couldn't anything yet, but I still knew. My Mummy's name was Ziva. People said it like "Zee-vah". Daddy called her funny things, like "sweet cheeks" and "ninja chick". I don't know what they mean. My Mummy had pretty, curly brown hair and wide brown eyes. Her skin was a warm honey colour. My Mummy smelt nice all the time, especially when she baked chocolate-chip cookies. I like to snuggle into her chest, it was so warm.

My Daddy's name was Tony, or Anthony. Mummy called him "My little hairy but" sometimes, which was quite strange. Daddy was so funny. He would play jokes on Mummy, and he would throw me up into the air and catch me again. Daddy made me feel so secure. Daddy had light brown hair and hazel eyes, with a rather muscular build.

Mummy spent more time with me than Daddy, because Daddy had to go to work or something. I wish I could spend more time with him.

The next chapter is Claire's perspective on her two aunties: Abby and Jenny.