Yay! I'm [sort of] out of my writer's block! I wrote this ages ago, but wasn't sure what it would be like. So, here it is, Worth It! Enjoy :)
Never again will I devote my heart to a man who will merely break it into pieces. It hurts too much.
Never again will I think that Leroy Jethro Gibbs could have been anything less than my father. He has come for me so many times. And I let him down.
Never again will I trust my own father. He left me for dead, sent me on this suicide mission that has no end. He sent me here, to this hell, where I am beaten and raped nearly every day. I thought I could trust my father over NCIS. I will never make that mistake again.
Never. Again.
There is one moment where I may have actually believed that Mossad was where I belonged. The torture that I went through in Somalia was nothing compared to the torture I went through, making that final decision.
But when, seven months after I left, NCIS reappeared in my life, bringing me out of the hellhole, and back where I belonged, I began to doubt my own rash decisions. Could I trust them all again?
My question was answered when I returned to NCIS. Abby hadn't liked me all that much, seeing as I was the replacement of her best friend, but the moment she saw me she pulled me into a hug. My gaze travelled around before it landed on Tony.
My thoughts flew back to Somalia. He had told me he couldn't live without me. And Saleem had given him truth serum. Was it possible?
I decided it would be worth it to get my heart broken, a million times over, for that man. He was worth it.
Please comment. They make my day.
Never again will I devote my heart to a man who will merely break it into pieces. It hurts too much.
Never again will I think that Leroy Jethro Gibbs could have been anything less than my father. He has come for me so many times. And I let him down.
Never again will I trust my own father. He left me for dead, sent me on this suicide mission that has no end. He sent me here, to this hell, where I am beaten and raped nearly every day. I thought I could trust my father over NCIS. I will never make that mistake again.
Never. Again.
There is one moment where I may have actually believed that Mossad was where I belonged. The torture that I went through in Somalia was nothing compared to the torture I went through, making that final decision.
But when, seven months after I left, NCIS reappeared in my life, bringing me out of the hellhole, and back where I belonged, I began to doubt my own rash decisions. Could I trust them all again?
My question was answered when I returned to NCIS. Abby hadn't liked me all that much, seeing as I was the replacement of her best friend, but the moment she saw me she pulled me into a hug. My gaze travelled around before it landed on Tony.
My thoughts flew back to Somalia. He had told me he couldn't live without me. And Saleem had given him truth serum. Was it possible?
I decided it would be worth it to get my heart broken, a million times over, for that man. He was worth it.
Please comment. They make my day.