Authors note: Thank you to all who read and reviews "Family Portrait." This is a continuation of when Dan and Naomi and teenagers. Hope you enjoy it.
Dan McGee walked into the home he had lived in his whole life. He loved it, it made him feel safe. But today he wasn't coming home alone. He had brought a friend home from school. He hadn't really asked, but he had at least hoped they wouldn't kick her out. "Hey Mom? Dad? I'm home. Your favourite son!" He called out to his house. He looked at his friend with a smirk. She looked a bit nervous and hadn't even left the welcome mat. "Come on in." He said.
Kelsey Hamilton shuffled her feet. She felt a bit uncomfortable in this house, she didn't even know if she was allowed over. She had called and checked with her parents, but Dan said he didn't need to. The two families must have been really different. "Are you sure Dan? We don't even know if anyone is here." She said softly.
Ziva smiled when she heard the door open. She heard two sets of feet. She had thought Naomi had an indoor soccer practice but maybe she didn't after all. She went to the front and saw a girl with Dan and it wasn't Naomi. "Hello Dan, who is your friend?" She asked smiling at the girl.
Dan smiled at his mom when she came to great them. He rolled his eyes a bit when Kelsey asked if he was sure it was ok. "Chill." He said softly to his friend. He smiled innocently at mom when she asked who is friend was. "What friend? Oh her. This is Kelsey. She is in glee with me. Can she hang out for a bit?" He asked her.
Kelsey winced a bit when his mom came around the corner and asked who she was. "H-Hello ma'am. I'm sorry to just drop in like this, I can go home if you are busy or anything." She said quickly.
Ziva smiled softly at the girl. "No, you are more than welcome. Any friend of Dan's is welcome here." She said. "Are you two hungry? I have made cookies today." She said to her son and his friend. "And please, call me Ziva."
Dan smiled when Kelsey and his mom interacted. He figured it would be no problem for her to come over. His face light up even more when she said she had made cookies. "I hope you made lots, I have always had a soft spot for those cookies." He said with a smirk as he went into the kitchen, a dog dancing around his feet, then getting distracted.
Kelsey took her boots off and hung her jacket near Dan's, which had ended up on the floor. "Thank you for letting me stay ma'am. I-I'm not that hungry." She said, even though the cookies did smell very good. Before she could come in any farther a dog came over and started sniffing her from head to toe. "H-H-Hi boy." She said softly.
Ziva smiled. "Please do not call me Ma'am it makes me feel old. Really. You can call me Ziva." Before she looked back at Dan. "I made a dozen and I expect there to be some for your sister and father when they get home." She said giving him a look. "And for your friend." She said smiling at the girl again. "Are you allergic to chocolate or peanuts?" She asked her.
Dan sighed when she said that there were only a dozen. "Come on mom, you need to bake in bulk. These things are good enough to sell." He said as he went back to the entryway with a couple of cookies. "Bolt down!" He commanded the dog. He didn't listen to Dan as well as he did with Naomi, but the dog stopped.
Kelsey smiled and blushed a bit when she the term ma'am made her feel old. "I'm sorry ... Ziva" Kelsey said with a smile. She pet the dog's head and laughed when he started to lick her hand. "No Ziva. I like chocolate or peanut butter, I'm just not that..." She started, but she was interrupted by Dan shoving half a cookie in her mouth.
Ziva shook her head. "Daniel. Do not do that. You are going to chock your friend." She said giving him a look. "Come in and sit down Kelsey." She said with a smile.
Dan smirked as his mother gave him a lecture about choking his friend. "Don't worry mom. She is just my best friend. Very replaceable." He said with a smirk as he moved to the living room and put his hand in his pocket, feeling a note that had been left on his locker. That's actually why he asked Kelsey over at all. "When will dad be home with Naomi?" He asked. That is if his sister hadn't snuck off with the DiNozzo boy after practice.
Kelsey took the cookie out of her mouth and shot Dan a look. She didn't want to tease him back in front of his mother. "Thank you." She said, going into the living room and sitting by her friend.
Ziva shook his head. "Daniel. Do not be so mean." She said to him before nodding to Kelsey. "It is no problems." She said. "Your sister has a soccer practice for two hours and your dad is picking her up after and coming home. "Kelsey, would you like to stay for dinner. We will be getting pizza."
Dan winced at his full name. He knew that she didn't use it unless he was in trouble. "I'm sorry Kels, I didn't mean it. I guess I get a bit carried away sometimes." Dan said to his friend. "Hey mom can you get me some milk?" He asked, trying to get her out of the room for a minute.
Kelsey smirked when Dan said they he was sorry. "Can I get a recording of that?" She asked with a smirk. She looked up at Ziva when she mentioned his sister and dad. "She's on the soccer team?" She asked softly. She had managed to catch a game or two.
Ziva gave him a look. "You are capable of getting your own milk but I will leave you two alone." She said. "And yes she is. She is number 18." She told her before she left the room and went to the kitchen.
Dan winced when mom gave her a famous death glare. She took the hint, though, and went away. He took the note out from his secret admirer. He straightened it out. "I wonder who it could be." He said softly looking at the hand writing. He sighed when he didn't recognise it. He looked up at Kelsey.
Kelsey looked over Dan's shoulder at the note. It didn't look like writing she recognised. "I have no idea, but there's only one way to find out. Meet them by the school at 6, like it says to. I will help you come up with an excuse to get out of the house." She told him. The note was quickly folded up when they heard footsteps. But Dan's mind was made up. It had been made up all along.