Ziva woke, stiff and sore, and covered in her grandmother's quilt. She snuggled deeper into the warmth and then opened one eye to find her mom asleep, slumped over on the chair next to her. She sighed and sat up, feeling like every vertebrae in her back popped as she stretched. She pulled herself into a sitting position, leaving the blanket to pool
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