¡ F E L I Z C U M P L E A Ñ O S !
¡AURORA!
black day
The burial of a traitor, that was what was there, standing in mourning, feeling fríoy looking without seeing and hearing without listening. The burial of a traitor.
nothing to do with Ari, his brother. Nothing to do with the murderer of trust, smarter and better infiltrator she spoke with pride, and prayed for him with fear in their hearts.
This cemetery little old and seemed to have been well cared for ltwenty years or so worn and full of mushrooms on their tombstones and tall grass (the closest to home, except the cemetery of the fallen heroes) had no an to do with the strong figure of his brother. He, who taught him presióny points he dropped on his keys even if many inches taller and she trained until the opponent aprendíay volvíaa be thrown had never considered because she was a woman or his sister, and how much I appreciated!
So few people (five totándose her and the priest! Ari was not so little! Ari himself was in this world, it touched more people! Why so few?) Had nothing to do with the life he had done, but with the idea that he's a traitor.
These ideas for which he knew to be killed.
These ideas why she had killed him ... did not quite believe that the traitor who deserved the funeral so poor, without people, without their father in a cemetery like that, were her brother. No, this was not possible.
I looked at him smiling with pride, saying something that reminded her that, even photographic memory, he was still smarter, before tickling him, because he loved her angry with tickling. He remembered angry, almost rabeando, when he realized that he had had sex with someone on your team that he did not approve, or remembered him playing chess and talking about difficult issues, to make her lose concentration lesióny not curing it in some scolding for being stubborn and not following the instructions, or hugging after some notable progress orarrival of a mission ...
That body, under the land, could not be the same that lived through that. It was not possible.
When he realized at some point, everyone had gone, the sky oscurecíay she could no longer stand.
For a moment, just a moment, felt his heart rompíay yes, he killed him and yes, the traitor and brother wept with it the death of Tali (who never, ever, no one should know that ...) were the same and that ... & amp; iexcl, God! She had killed him.
How could it be okay to kill Ari? Did not understand, do not understand why, if he knew he was fine, it was an order and should do, it felt as if she had been the traitor and deserved to be ; on the cemetery and the funeral of shit.
"Sorry I'm late.
For a moment, Ziva thought it was the only remaining family who said that on his back, even though she knew that voice. Looked back. Malachi, with all d pintse have just returned from a mission that was not very well, was there.
"Okay," was heard and stood, silently thanking his presence will be put back did not drop into that weakness that was possible only in solitude.
- ... As the cemetery is not suitable for Ari, I was late, "he said, as if it really mattered who arrive late.
"No, it is not. -Had to say.
"He saved my butt at least twice. CHTMLX C-Era
traitor.
-never with us.
Ziva felt his jaw, nose and throat hurt so much, both content to mourn or cry of physical pain that previously connected to Tali.
There was a silence, he took the opportunity to get a little use whatever Ziva.
- Malachi Damn, I killed him! -Just might say, containing a sob or a cry when he realized that he could articulate.
- And? Thatdoes not mean that he was a hero and then, was a traitor ...
Ziva looked at him. He realized that he could scarcely approach it with tears in my eyes ... How could assume these two ideas of Ari and do not matter in the slightest inconsistency in that?
She hugged him aside, grabbing his arm was not in a sling, and pulled him toward the entrance.
"Come on, that this hematoma of the head looks very bad," he said, and on the way, did not speak more.
Ooooo
And that was it. Sorry, that's why I told you to give me ideas, because it did not come out depressive moments and ideas similar to something we already gave you, but you know, I did it with love and hope your life is as opposed to this and you're the best and many will remember your birthday and ... everything, everything you can think of desire, I also want it!
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