Who knew Knives could fly? (Ziva)

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“Ugh, what a day.” Danny said to himself as he pulled into the drive after a very long day at work. One that had him in the ER for a few stitches due to some idiot and his knife getting a little too close to his hand. He noticed the strange car in the driveway and missed Linda already. He sighed as he got out of his vehicle and walked towards the front door.

Opening the front door he calls “Boy’s I’m…” and is interrupted by one of Linda’s expensive knives flying right past him. As he opens the door the rest of the way and peeks around the door, “home.” Seeing his two teenage sons standing with a beautiful dark haired woman he glared at the boys before speaking to the woman, “You must be Ziva, and I’m not entirely certain that all of this is the best idea… so no more flying cutlery in the house for the time being.” Oh yeah… Linda’s gonna kill me. “If we must throw knives can I ask that it be done outdoors from now on?” Turning to the boys he adds, “And don’t use Mom’s good knives huh?”

Turning to the three of them he asks, “I know I’m late but have you all had dinner? If not I’ll phone in for some pizza and get out of this suit while you two pick up your mother’s knives. We’ll go shopping tomorrow and let Ziva help you pick out some appropriate knives to throw.” He smirked, “After the day I’ve had I might just need her to teach me how to throw knives too.” He winced as he moved his hand which irritated his new sutures.

Ziva Sokolov

[Ziva Sokolov]

" What am I supposed to do with him? " " Cuff yourself to him " " I'd rather you shoot me first." " That can be arranged, if you would like "

[attr="class","walkpost"] [attr="class","linescr"] Ziva had been outside in the yard, throwing knives at a target. She’d been blowing off steam as she hadn’t been feeling all that well. When Ziva didn’t feel well there was a lot of pent up energy that needed to be released and she didn’t have a punch bag here. However, apparently the two teenage boys had seen her throwing knives and when she had gone into the bathroom, the teens got their own ideas. Ziva came out of the bathroom just as Danny came in and she was about to open her mouth before Danny did. Well this was his house and her culture was very different. “Whose idea was this?” Ziva asked of the two teenagers pointing. If they were trying to get her into trouble with their dad on day one, she would not have it. They were not her children but she wanted to know who had decided that on her watch this was an idea while she spent all of three minutes in the bathroom. Ziva mentioned having dinner already cooking. She enjoyed cooking and well she also happened to be rather talented at it. She didn’t fail to notice that his hand was bothering him. Though she hesitated to ask what happened , as it wasn’t really her place. “Is everything okay?” she pointed to his hand. Her English was thought out and her Israeli accent was very heavy.

✡Ziva Sokolov✡ AT LO LEVAD ✡ @dannyreagan ✡

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