(A/N) : Okay! I'm Back with Another story! This story starts out back 16 years then will slowly progress to the present.

Disclaimer: O COURSE I DONT OWN NCIS!! IF I DD IWOULDN'T BE WRTING ABOUT TIVA... I WOULD BE MAKING IT HAPPEN! I DO HOWEVER OWN .. .. Danielle Manicotti and Alex DiNal and Sophia Manicotti!

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16 years ago:

"Tony," Sophia said looking at her boyfriend.

"Yes?" Tony responded looking at his beautiful girlfriend of exactly 1 year.

"Um…" She started. "I'm…"

"Spit it out, I'm sure whatever it is can't be that bad." The senior in high school said.

"I'm…" She couldn't do it. "I'm… well…"

Tony stood in front of her. He was trying to find out what she was going to say. It had to be something really important because Sophia always speaks her mind.

"I'M PREGNAT!" She finally spit out.

Tony's world went black.

Over the next month he tried to convince her to keep the baby. She wanted an abortion so bad but he couldn't bring himself to make that decision. He said he would take care of the baby, and her. Sophia decided to go to get an abortion without Tony.

She walked into the waiting room. She starred at all the other women in there. One woman had two little kids in a coach. She was tending them when Sophia decided that she couldn't do it. She burst out in tears and ran out off the office. The next day she moved far away from Tony and New York. She moved to Washington D.C., and never spoke to him again.

12 years ago:

"Mommy?" Danielle asked as she ate her breakfast.

"Huh?" Sophia said tightening her clothing. She had to get ready for work.

"Who is my daddy?" Three year old Danielle asked.

"Well… his name is Anthony DiNozzo, but you will never see him so don't even mention his name again!" Sophia yelled at the girl.

Danielle held back tears. Why was her mom yelling at her? Why was her mom dressed like that? Danielle looked her mom up and down. The clothes she wore were bizarre. The top was very small, it covered these two lumps on her chest and that's about it. Her whole stomach was showing. Her shorts came right about up to her butt. They looked more like underwear to Dani. Sophia wore really big red heels and her hair was all done very nice.

"Mommy, where are you going?" Danielle asked.

"Work! Now come on! I can't be late again because you want to finish your breakfast." Sophia yelled pulling Danielle out of her chair and outside to the street.

Eleven years ago:

Four year old Danielle was playing in her room when her mom stormed in.

"Danielle. Get packing, you're going to Paris!" Sophia said pulling a suitcase out of the hallway.

"No! I don't want to leave you mommy." Danielle whined.

"I don't care. Let's go! Your plane leaves in about 2 hours and we have to get to the airport." Sophia yelled.

Tears formed in the girls eyes. After 1 hour of packing and driving to the airport they had about one hour till Danielle left for Paris.

"Mommy, where am I going?" Danielle asked.

"A boarding school. Now let's go!" Sophia said grabbing Dani's hand and pulling her toward the gate.

"What's a boarding school?" Danielle asked trying to keep up with her mom.

"A school were bad little girls go to become good." Sophia said.

Danielle didn't say another word.

Sophia walked up to the person at the front gate.

"Hi, that is my daughter right there." Sophia said pointing to Danielle who was sitting in a chair coloring. "I have this big work meeting and I can't stay to make sure she gets on the plane, could you please make sure of it?"

"Um, sure. First I have to know if someone will be waiting at the destined area." The women said.

"Yes. His name is Jethro Gibbs."Sophia said popping a bubble in the girls face.

"Okay, I will make sure one of the guides knows to give her to the right person." The woman said.

"Thank you."

Sophia walked back over to Danielle.

"Okay. This is where I have to go. Now, listen to whatever they say. Do what they say and don't question it." Sophia said.

Danielle nodded.

"Goodbye." Sophia said then walked away. Danielle had to hold herself back again from tears in her eyes.

Danielle was used to being on her own now. She walked to pre-school by herself. She made her own meals. She bought stuff at the corner store with the money her mom left on the table for her. Sometimes she even stopped at the local Chinese restaurant about 2 blocks from her house and ate there. Everyone in her area knew who see was and welcomed her without questions. But this time it was different. She was leaving. Paris was a new concept for her. She would miss her mom, but not as much as she should.

Eight years ago:

Seven year old Danielle is graduating from her Paris boarding school at the top of her class. She should be moving on to another school in England but her mother decided to send her somewhere different. Danielle waited for her name to be called, she got up and excepted the little piece of paper wrapped in a red ribbon.

"Can you believe it?" Alex said. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"NO! I can't! She is sending me to this stupid thing is Florida so that I can socialize with an adult!" Danielle told her best friend. She and Alex had been best friends since Danielle moved to Paris. He was also from Washington D.C. Even thought they never met before Paris, they knew that when they went back they could still be friends. They lived about 2 blocks from each other.

"It can't be that bad. Just soak up the sun and the warmth, then come back to go ol' Washington all tan!" He said to her.

"Ha, I'm gonna miss you!" Danielle said pulling Alex into a hug.

"Same! Just come back in one piece!" Alex said before watching her get on her plane to Florida!

2 hours later she was on her way to Panama City Florida for some stupid Child, Adult club her mom sent her on.

The plane ride gave her a lot of time to think about her 'family'. Her dead beat dad and her prostitute mom. Ya she figured out why her mom was wearing those outfits while she was in England. If she ever met her dad she would probably kill him. He left her with a horrible mother. She didn't care about anyone. He must be the worst person in the world to leave her mom with a child and think it was okay.

The plane arrived at 8:30 in the morning. The guy she was supposed to be spending quality time with was supposed to pick her up. He held a sign that said 'Danielle Manicotti' her name. She walked up to him and introduced herself properly because that is the way she was taught in Paris. Her whole world was turned upside down when he told her his name.

"Hi, I'm Anthony DiNozzo, but you can call me Tony." He smiled.

"Hi." Danielle said.

"Let's go. We can get you settled into your hotel room and then go to the pool and chill. Ohh… you smell good, is that green tea?" He said.

"Yes, I made it myself." Dani said. This was going to be a tough two weeks.

The next week went okay. Danielle never told Tony who she was. They just chilled for awhile then went out to eat at restaurants. They talked about movies and her trips around Paris. They both didn't get to deep into conversations. He did talk about his work. He said he just started working at NCIS. It was some service like the FBI and CIA. He talked about his new partner Cait. She was from the CIA but then moved to a Special Agent. He also talked about his boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs. He showed me how to 'Gibb's Slap' someone. Danielle didn't mention that she knew Gibbs, it had been what, 3 years since she last saw him. She let him do most of the talking because she didn't want him to know who I was.

She thought he was a pretty cool guy. He told lots of Movie jokes and he like to play pranks. She could tell he wasn't in any deep relationship because every girl that walked past he would stare at until they were out of site. That is where she found his weakness. He had commitment issues. She didn't know how she knew it but she did. The week finally ended and they went their separate ways.

"Hello." The voice said on the phone.

"Alex, I'm not coming back to Washington! My mom is sending me to Israel!" Danielle said into the phone.

"WHAT! She can't do that! Why?" Alex asked.

"She's my mom! She does whatever she damn pleases. You'll never guess who my 'adult' for the week was!" Danielle said.

"Who?" Alex said.

"My dad. My real dad."

"Really. Did you tell him who you were?" Alex asked.

"NO! He can never know! He seemed too happy. I can't ruin another person's life. Anyway I have to go, my plane is boarding, I'll write and try to call as much as possible!" Danielle said.

"Okay! Come back in one piece!" Alex said.

Danielle hung up the phone and walked on the plane.

When the plane landed in Israel she was met by some man named Eli David. He said he got a call from his mom saying she would be coming and he wanted to meet her. She was sent to a school called, EFMO. She didn't know what it meant but she went anyway.

Seven years ago:

Eight year old Danielle has one more class to finish before she can graduate early. She has been training to become an assassin. That is the school her loving mother had sent her to. In Israel she had learned how to defuse a bomb, control your feelings, and get thorough an 'interrogation' without talking. Since she had completed most of her studies in Paris, she had been able to really focus on her assassin skills and be able to graduate early. She had even taken a computer course and learned about hacking and protecting computer programs.

Danielle had one class left. It was all about knives. It was about throwing them, using them, everything. She had already learned to always have a knife but she never learn proper techniques on how to use it.

Danielle had kept in touch with Alex. His dad had got remarried. His stepmom was just as bad as his dad. They mentally abused him. It didn't matter what Alex did, they always called him names. Finally his dad started to hit him. That was when Danielle told Alex to stay at her house. Her mom was never home anyway so it didn't matter. Danielle had tried to do the best she could for her friend from around the world. When she returned she planned on kicking Alex's dad's ass herself.

Her class started that morning. She woke up really early so she could go for her run. She got into class and saw that it was filled with dart boards.

"Shalom." The teacher said. She had dark curly hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. She was wearing cargo pants and a black tee shirt.

"My name is Ziva. I am not your regular teacher but since yours has gone missing I will be filling in this semester." She said pulling out a bag full of knives. "Let's get started."

Five years ago:

"I am proud to give you this." Ziva said to the girl standing in front of her. Ziva handed the girl a beautiful handcrafted knife.

"Thank You." Danielle said excepting the gift.

"Danielle. How did you do it?" Ziva asked her.

"Do what?" She answered

"You have graduated early, about 3 years early and yet you are at the top of this class and you could bring down even the best of the best." Ziva stated.

"Well. Let's just say I want to make my dad proud." Danielle said taking the knife from Ziva's hands.

"So do I." Ziva whispered. "Okay, you are going to go to Director David's office at 1300 hours to receive something from him. After that you will begin your missions."

Danielle nodded her head and walked toward the Jeep in front of her.

Ziva watched as the girl walked away. She thought inside that it was horrible that this girl has chosen to die for the pride of her dad. She was only 10 years old. For the first time, Ziva trusted someone. If she ever had to fight alongside someone, she would pick her.

Two hours passed

and it was time for Danielle to go to the director's office. She called a cab and walked outside. She got in. After 5 minutes of driving, a cab exploded killing the driver and the passenger.

With all the commotion, no one saw Danielle get out of the car and switch to a different cab before it had blown up. Her plan had worked and Danielle Manicotti was now declared dead. She would be known as Danielle DiNozzo.

Three Years Ago:

Twelve Year old Danielle DiNozzo moved back to Washington D.C. so that she could live with her mother. Her mother didn't even think she was dead. Well, supposed to be.

Danielle paid all the bills for their house, with the money her mom left on the counter. She bought the groceries and went to the corner store to buy any little things she needed. She had enrolled herself at the High School because she was up to their level in academics. Life was going just fine.

Alex and Danielle had become inseparable. They did everything together. Alex was over Danielle's house a lot because of his dad, who had had another child named Kevin. With Kevin around, his dad never questioned where Alex was.

Danielle had hired a person to do random checkups on her dad. She had wanted to make sure that she knew where he was. It just so happens that her old teacher had moved here and is working with him. His partner had died and she was taking her place.

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