The Pond.

“What can you ever really know of other people's souls - of their temptations, their opportunities, their struggles? One soul in the whole creation you do know: and it is the only one whose fate is placed in your hands”~ CS Lewis

She stopped. After traveling for over an hour she just stopped. Normally she may have wondered why, but now nothing mattered. Since he died nothing mattered anymore. She glanced around, she was in a clearing deep in the forest surrounded by trees. There was a pond in middle. For some reason it made her want to weep even more, if that was at all possible. The whole place creeped her out and she just wanted to leave, but she couldn't. She was drawn to the place like a magnet is drawn to metal. The pond, the pond she must get closer. She walked up to it, but no that wasn't enough. She must get in it. She walked into the pond, her white dress billowing around her as she went. She got to the middle. Surprisingly the water was just up to her waist, it had looked much deeper. She just stood there and wept bitterly for her lost lover.

"You should leave. It will be dark soon." the voice startled her. She turned around. Before her stood an intensley beautiful man, with skin so pale it appeared to glow.

"No, I think I will stay" she said

"No, you must leave. It is almost dark. You do not want to be here when it gets dark." There was a new tone of urgency in his voice.

"Okay" she said and followed the shining one on out of the clearing. Right when she walked out of the clearing, it felt as if her heart was being ripped in two. Seeing her pain the shining one said

"You must stay away from the clearing at all costs." Then he was gone.

Ziva had waken with the pain. She wasn't sure where the last line had come from for she wasn't asleep anymore, but yet no one had said a thing. " You must stay away from the clearing at all costs" The voice so horrible, yet so beautiful at the same time still rung like a bell that had just chimed noon in her head. She knew what the dream must mean, as much as she hated to think about there was only one meaning- he was dead.

Gibbs walked in the room. She stared at him. Blue eyes meeting dark ones. She didn't have to speak, he knew what she was asking, just by looking at her eyes. Beautiful dark eyes, that screamed out in pain asking if that if by some miracle the inevitable hadn't happened and somehow he was still alive. She could see it in his normally shining blue eyes, eyes that were now dull with the pain of losing a team member, of losing a friend. Eyes that now said "I'm sorry".

She broke down and started sobbing. He walked over and held her head in his arms as she sobbed, when she looked up he saw something else in her eyes, not sorrow or agony, but desire.

"no" he said, it was but a whisper though.

She stared at him more intently.

"Ziva," he whispered, a tone of urgency in his voice, "whatever you do don't go to the clearing." he walked off, letting her be alone with her grief.

Only one question rang through her mind, How did Gibbs know? She didn't care about his warning at all. She felt as if she must go to the clearing, as if there is something important there. Something she had to see. She knew Gibbs would practically kill her if he knew she went, but right at the moment it sounded like a good fate.

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That night she dreamt- again.

She was at the clearing again this time she didn't falter she just kept walking on.

"What did I tell you about coming here?" the voice rang clear across the clearing.

She spun around to face the same strangely beautiful man as before.

"Why should I leave?" she retorted back.

"because this place is horrible, you should go before you fall captive to its power."

"but I....I can sense him here"

"See that is the great and terrible beauty of the place, one can sense their lost lovers here, but it is that in which drives them to insanity. For they can never truly understand that they will never see them again. Eventually this place will eat your soul up here and you will be doomed to spend an eternity here."

2 new Tiva Backgrounds

I've had these made for awhile. I thought it was time I posted them.

~ Vampiress

NCIS season 6 episodes 99 cents on Itunes

I just found that out. For a limited time only season 6 episodes of NCIS on sale for 99 cents.
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Coldplay Icon Background

okay I was bored. Otherwise why would I make a background of 100 coldplay icons? It's too big to use on Youtube, but it works nice in photobucket and probably other sites as well.

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video post: Make this go on forever

Since there hasn't been a video post in a while. This is my latest video. Enjoy!!!

New everything

because I couldn't change the layout of my old blog, I imported all the posts into this one. hope you like the new look!!!!! : ))))))))
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Getting to Know the truth~ It was only a kiss

Okay now we go 16 years back. To Tony and Ziva.

It was a stakeout again. Cramped up in a small shabby room, in an equal small and shabby apartment building, watching everyone who came and went into the even more shabby, but not as small apartment building across the street.
"Well I don't think we're going to see anything, we've been at this for days." The voice of Anthony DiNozzo rang out across the room.
It was true, they had been at this for five days, trading off with McGee and Gibbs.
"Gibbs seemed sure that this is where the drug ring-leader lives" Ziva David called out in reply. She was quite beautiful. The woman the Tony predominatly thought of. He wished she could be his, but Ziva would never agree to anything like THAT.
"Have you ever thought that maybe Gibbs is wrong this time?" He asked.
"Gibbs is never wrong." Ziva said more bluntly than she intended to.
"Ziva what is wrong?" He asked, not even trying to hide the tone of concern in his voice. For tears had started to well in her eyes.
"Nothing" she snapped back, but something was wrong because three years ago today, she shot her half- brother Ari.
Tony didn't stop staring at her in concern. For this was Ziva, Ziva the Mossad assassin. She never cried, never EVER. and yet here she was about to break down into tears.
"All that I am, all that I ever was, is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see." Tony sang softly to Ziva. She turned her head so her dark eyes were level with his blue ones. Then, it was if a lightbulb clicked on in her head she knew what she wanted and that it had been in front of her for years. Then their mouths were closed on each other. They pulled apart. Their warm breath still lingering in each others mouths. They were on each other pulling off each others clothes, kissing the whole time. That was how it started. With the kiss. They only stopped making love to each other when they were interrupted by a knock on the door. Glancing up at the clock Tony muttered "Shit"
"What?" Ziva asked.
"Gibbs" Tony said motioning towards the clock, for it was time for them to change shifts.

Part 11 Sparks will fly

Still Ziva's POV. Very Tiva-y. I'm thinking about quiting this story. I'm just not sure where it is going anymore.

They had all left. It was just Tony and me still there waiting. We weren't talking and I knew he was thinking, as was I. Then with no warning he came over to me pulled me up and started dancing with me across the room then he began singing
"Did I drive you away?
I know what you'll say
You'll say, "Oh, sing one we know"
But I promise you this
I'll always look out for you
That's what I'll do
I say "oh"
I say "oh"
My heart is yours
It's you that I hold on to
That's what I do
And I know I was wrong
But I won't let you down
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah I will, yes I will…)
I said "oh"
I cry "oh"
Yeah I saw sparks
Yeah I saw sparks
And I saw sparks
Yeah I saw sparks
Sing it out
La, la, la, la, oh…
La, la, la, la, oh…
La, la, la, la, oh…
La, la, la, la, oh…"

The whole time dancing with me very slowly. It reminded me of that time only two weeks ago, even though it felt like two years. I was wondering what in the world he wanted. Maybe he was just so glad that we were back together after his coma, or maybe it was something more. Something as much as I loved Tony I'm not sure I wanted.

NCIS Fan Fiction Part 10~ "You BURNED my HOUSE down?!?!"

Okay here is part 10. It is still Ziva's point of view. Jibbs.

It was after the funeral, we were all waiting in our temporary office for Jenny to arrive. We were all sitting in either chairs or on tables. Well almost everyone. Casey was pacing around the room and jumping a little too. I really wasn't sure why either. Thankfully I didn't have much time to dwell upon it because just then Jenny walked in and said "We'll it's official. I'm Director of NCIS again. Sure they were a little confused since they all thought I was dead, but they needed a Director so badly they didn't object me being Director again too badly."

"For some reason I don't believe that is all you wanted to tell us." Gibbs said.

"It's not. I'm getting to THAT part." She said "So I would like you to shut up now Jethro" she walked over and placed her hand over his mouth.

"Oh come on" he started to say.

"Shhhh" she said and walked over and placed her finger on his mouth again.

"Now when I start, I don't want to be interrupted. Casey you might want to assist me."

She leaped up from where she was sitting, for she had taken a seat when Jenny arrived.

"First of all, you might be wondering how I survived when I was very much dead. Casey do you want to explain this part? Okay?"

"Well, long, long ago magic and such roamed rampant around the earth, mainly there were elves, vampires, werewolves, charter mages, and the abhorsen. They were all very different in their magic and ways. I won't explain now, because of time, but if you want to know anything about them come to me later. There were all these different beings, but there were also humans, and as the human population grew they got tired of all the magic that was around. So they enlisted 100 of the most skilled workers and brightest minds they had, and gave them a task. Their task was to build a barrier, a barrier that would keep the magic down, for 20 years they labored on this barrier, putting anchors for it in all major cities, the barrier completely eliminated charter magic and free magic. The elves just became mere humans.The vampires and werewolves though, their power just became weaker, I think that is because they were so close to being human already. Over the years, the barrier weakened, so either the strongest of the Old races as they are now known, or in the most remote areas magic could be worked. I think that leaves us where Jenny wants us to be now."



"Yes, it does. Thank you Casey. Okay we we're at the magic returning, we'll as the magic returned so did the powers of one certain royal family. The Elvish royal family. You're looking at one of the descendants right now. Currently I'm the the Queen of Elves. So when I was injured, making it look as inconspicuous as possible, some of the other strongest elves came and got me and worked their healing magic on me. I was living with them until I heard about the explosion and where it was for that was where an anchor was. So I left and came here. Now on to DiNozzo, he was about to die and even though from the moment I knew my birthright, I had promised never to use the magic, well I already had once, but I'm not going to talk about that now. So I decided to use it again and save DiNozzo. That is the whole story. We might want to get some swords though, we'll need to go to my house though, I have an armory there."
"Um Jenny I hate to tell you this, but I burnt your house down." said Gibbs very quietly
"You BURNED my HOUSE down!!!!" she exclaimed "Well the armory was underground so perhaps it is still there. Goodbye" Then just like that she turned and marched out of here. I, like everyone else I'm sure, had more questions than answers.

NCIS fan fiction part 9 the funeral

Part 9. Nothing extraordinary is going to happen in this part. It's from Ziva's point of view again.

"Hey, Tony" I called out when I saw him walking towards me. "How do you like Casey?" I asked.
"She's very pretty, and strange." was his reply
I smacked him and said "that is for saying she's pretty and strange. She's really nice once you get to know her."
If he was going to rebuttal he didn't get a chance, because then Gibbs walked over and said
"Hey you two, it's about to start."
I nodded and we followed him to our seats. The preacher started to speak, but I missed what he said because then Tony whispered to me "Listen Ziva this is going to sound crazy, but I would like you to listen to me."
"Okay. What is it?" I whispered back.
"We'll, it's Ari. I had a dream about him, he said he was coming to get you, well he said sister, are you two related or something?"
"Yes, he is, was my half-brother. But what does he have to do with any of this he's dead!" I felt tears stinging at my eyes when I said he's dead, I tried to hold them back.
"Are you sure? I mean okay I know Gibbs killed him, but in this dream he was a vampire."
"Tony, I'm sure it was just a dream." I said afraid the tears would start falling any time now.
"I don't know. It seemed so life like. Different from the other dreams I had."
"Yes I'm so sure he's dead."
"How can you be sure?"
"I'm sure, I'm sure because I pulled the trigger, not Gibbs. I killed my half- brother. I killed Ari." Tears were inevitable now as they were already falling from my face.
"Oh, Ziva" he said, but I was already up and walking away.
I was standing away from the funeral sobbing just at the mention of Ari.
"Ziva, I never knew" It was Tony.
"I'll be okay don't worry, I'll live"
"Ziva, I am worried about you. You won't live for long with a vampire like Ari after you."
I didn't try to shoot down the Ari is a vampire theory again, because I knew better than everyone else that it was most likely true. I thought about telling Tony, but I never got a chance because just then Jenny walked over and said "I have something I want to tell everyone after the funeral. We'll meet at the office."
"Um..." I started to say.
"They gave us some extra space a Quantico, until we get a new building. Remember, after the funeral. It's really important." Then she walked away.
"I guess we should probably get back to the funeral." Tony said.
I just nodded, and we started over that way.

NCIS Fan Fiction Part 8 ~ My Own Personal Angel

Here is part 8. This is told from the point of view of Casey Gibbs.

OH MY GOD!!! Let's just say that Anthony DiNozzo was not bad looking lying half dead on that bed in the hospital, but here all healthy and such, he was just...... well um Angelic might be the word I am looking for here. Then Oh my god!!!!! I can't believe this is happening!!!! He is actually walking towards me!!!! Then he spoke to me and said in the most beautiful voice I have ever heard
"So are you Gibbs' niece?"
"Yes" was all I could manage to say because when he had started to talk my heart fluttered a little.
"You're a lot prettier in person then you were in the dream, not that you were ugly then."
OH MY GOD!!! He thinks I'm pretty!!!
"You had a dream about me?" I asked for it seemed very strange and wonderful. Maybe it was fate calling us together.
"Yeah I did, I'm pretty confused about it too. You transformed into a wolf"
"What?!" I said my tone more serious now
"Yeah I know crazy dreams you have when you're in a coma."
"It's not that crazy" I said to him.
"Huh?" was all he said.
"Yes, it is not that crazy because...." I leaned in closer to him now and noticed a wonderful aroma coming off his skin. I continued my voice barely a whisper now. "I am a werewolf. Not a very strong one though. I mean I've never transformed."
"Yeah.. um... whatever, I'm going to see what Ziva's doing." Then he walked off the most beautiful man I had ever seen. My own personal angel.
He was hardly gone a minute when Jenny walked over and said " You look very dazed"
"Yes, I'm in love" I mumbled to her. She just laughed.
"So are you going to tell them why he's better?" I asked.
"That is a need to know basis" was her reply
"Well I think they deserve to know." I told her.
"How do you figure?" she asked.
"If we're going to be dealing with strange creatures then they have a right to know what you are. They have a right to know Jenny."
"Yes, I guess you're right. I'll- we'll tell them. After the funeral."
"We'll....." I started to ask, but she had already left and was standing by my own personal angel.

My list of Tiva songs

Sometime around Midnight~ The Airbourne Toxic Event
Sweet and Low~ Augustana
Everything's Not Lost/ Life is For Living~ Coldplay
God Put a Smile Upon Your Face~ Coldplay
I Bloom Blaum~Coldplay
Politik~Coldplay
Shiver~Coldplay
Sparks~Coldplay
Warning Sign~ Coldplay
She Is~ The Fray
You Found Me~ The Fray
Black Balloon~ The Goo Goo Dolls
Iris~ The Goo Goo Dolls
Stay With You~ The Goo Goo Dolls
Carry You Home~ James Blunt
Cry~ James Blunt
Goodbye My Lover~James Blunt
High~ James Blunt
Broken~ Lifehouse
Hanging by a Moment~ Lifehouse
Whatever it takes~ Lifehouse
In The End~ Linkin Park
Leave Out All The Rest~ Linkin Park
Shattered(Turn the Car Around)~ OAR
Before the Worst~ The Script
Chasing Cars~ Snow Patrol
Crack the Shutters~ Snow Patrol
The Finish Line~ Snow Patrol
Hands Open~ Snow Patrol
It's Begining to Get to Me~ Snow Patrol
Open Your Eyes~ Snow Patrol
Set Fire to the Third Bar~ Snow Patrol
You Could be Happy~ Snow Patrol
You're All I Have~ Snow Patrol
Love Story~ Taylor Swift
All I Ever Wanted~ Train
All I Hear~ Train
Always Remember~ Train
Am I reaching you now~ Train
For Me, It's You~ Train
Give Myself to You~ Train

Getting to Know the Truth Part 2~ Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Thanks everyone for all the feedback I have gotten on the first part, please continue leaving all the wonderful comments.

Yes, exactly where to start. It was in the Star of David I wore around my neck- well sort of. The necklace was my mother's. I had got it on my 6th birthday. It had came with a letter, a letter that I still had in the top drawer of my desk, a letter signed with the name Leroy Jethro Gibbs. So that is where I would start my search, I would talk to this Leroy Jethro Gibbs, for I was pretty sure he knew my mother- and well too. I stopped walking abruptly, for I had finally reached my grandfather's house, where I had lived all my life. Oh, frick!!! I thought my he'll be sooo mad if he hears about this out burst! I was hoping he would find out, but fat chance at that given that he is the director of Mossad. I marched up to my room, tears stinging at my face all the way, wondering what my grandfather would think if he knew I was crying now. I got to my desk, opened the drawer and pulled out the two letters I had received. The first one, the oldest one, the one that came with the necklace said



Tali,
I'm sure you're wondering who I am, for now let's just say I was a friend of your parents. Your mother would never forgive me if I didn't tell you that you were named after her younger sister, who died when she was only sixteen. With this I sent your mother's necklace, she would have wanted you to have it. Happy Birthday!
Leroy Jethro Gibbs


I don't know why I even bothered to read it, I've read it so many times in the last nine years that I had it memorized. I pulled out the other one. This one came on my 10th birthday. It said.


Tali,
Hello! Do you remember me? I sent you the necklace 4 years ago. I just wanted you to know that if you ever need, or want, answers come to me, I can explain everything. With this I am also giving you a knife that once belonged to your mother, but since I can't send it through the mail, I came here, I talked to your grandfather and explained somethings to him. He wanted to know why I didn't just tell you now, but I told him you weren't ready yet and you would know when you are ready. You will just know, and I want you to come to me. Happy Birthday!
Leroy Jethro Gibbs


Now was the time to know the truth, I could feel it. Just as this Gibbs guy suggested, I would go to him, but I needed to plan first. Only I couldn't think. I walked down stairs wondering what I should do since I couldn't seem to think about my parents or Gibbs at all and well didn't know where to begin planing this trip. The I stopped. I had just walked past the piano. I might as well play something on it. You might think that it is a bad idea, to sit around playing the piano when I needed to be planning a trip to DC, but for me it actually was a very good idea. Playing the piano always seemed to calm me down and I needed calming down now, if I ever did. I sat down the whispered softly "This is for you Mom, Dad, grandfather" the latter I added very reluctantly. "and Leroy Jethro Gibbs" I finished and began to play through the tears that had started to fall from my face stinging the keys as my fingers danced across them.