Anthony Dinozzo opened the door of the 'Dinozzo-residence', how he used to call it.

"I am home!" He yelled. As he closed the door,his 5 year old son, Anthony Dio Dinozzo the third, ran over to him and hugged his legs tightly. The boy looked exactly like his father. The sandy-blonde hair, the 'Dinozzo-grin', the green eyes. Picking him up, he bent down to kiss the head pf the youngest Dinozzo, Faith Rivka Dinozzo. She was his mini-Ziva. Her curly brown hair was pulled into two little buns.

"I missed you daddy!", Anthony whispered into his neck. Since he was the class (and maths) teacher of the senior year at high school, it had been necessary for him to join a school trip from the class. The trip had taken 2 weeks and he had missed his kids and his wife terribly.

"I missed you too buddy" he whispered back, kissing his sons forehead, before letting him down to pick Faith up. She would turn 2 in a few months and (even if he would never admit it to his wife) had him completely wrapped about her little finger. She also always wanted to be with him, which was cute, even if it was bothering him sometimes.

"Hi baby", he said, waiting for his hug and kiss. Instead she started crying. He was shocked and started bouncing her, while murmuring soothing things in her ear. "Hey, what is wrong?", he asked after she had come down a little.

"Me miss you dada! And you not here! Not love me." He was hurt. Yes he hadn't woke her before he had left, but he never thought that she would think like that. "Hey, baby I love you very very very much and I didn't want to go. I'd have rather stayed here with you okay? I love you."

"Yes?"

"Yes, motek", he said, using the Hebrew name Ziva had taught him. Faith was still clinging on him and Anthony was tugging on his leg.

"Daddy?"

"Yeah bud?"

"We maked cookies!" "Really? Can I have one? And where is mommy?" Anthony grabbed his hand and pulled him into the kitchen, where Ziva was cleaning the counter. On the kitchen island stood a tray with cookies. He sat Faith next them on the counter and handed her a cookie. Then he walked over to his wife, wrapping his arms around her from the behind and peppering her neck with kisses.

"Hello beautiful"

"Aahhh and now I have the pleasure tp be greeted by the the famous Anthony Dinozzo the second?", she asked, clearly disappointed.

Tony turned her, so that she was facing him and kissed her lips softly.

"I missed you", he said, ignoring her comment. Finally she smiled at him and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and felt hot tears on his chest. They pulled apart and he looked at her. He cupped her face and wiped her tears away with his thumbs.

"Hey what is wrong sweet cheeks?" She shrugged and hugged him again. "We just missed you." His shirt muffled her words. "I missed you too, Zi" they let go and kissed before turning back to their kids. Both of them were covered with crumbs and the half of the cookies were gone. As they looked at them they smiled at them with identical smiles.

"Daddy cookie too?"

He chuckled and took one. Faith smiled happily. "Delicious. Good job sweet cheeks." "We helped too!", Anthony Junior exclaimed while the senior picked his daughter up again. He ruffled his hair. "I know buddy. Why don't you go to get my back?" "Why?" "You'll see" he gave him a wink and the little boy ran into the hall immediately. He shared another quick kiss with his wife before the 5-year old ran into the room again, carrying his black backpack.

"What's in it? Tell me daddy! Pleeeeease!", he whined. Tony smiled at his impatience and wanted to tease him. "Nah, I don't think I'll tell you."

Anthony started to pout which let Tonys smile grew even wider. "I won't tell you but I'll show if you want." The boy nodded enthusiastically, so he opened the bag, kneeled down and handed him his present. A brand-new baseball set with a racket, 5 balls and a glove.

"I don't know if you like it but I can teach you next weekend if you want. If you don't want to have it I can still..." his nervous rambling was interrupted by a hug from his son. Senior and junior wrapped their arms around each other and both of them smiled. "Thank you daddy. I love you" those words let both of his parents hearts melt. "I love you too kiddo.", the elder man replied. He stood up straight again, kissing Faith's cheek before handing her a little pink piece of clothing. "Whazzat?" She asked curiously. He whispered something into her ear. Her eyes grew wide. "Help wear it?"

He nodded and 5 minutes later a little pink ninja ran all around the house.

Later that day, after one of Ziva's delicious dinners, Tony and Ziva brought their kids to bed (which was difficult, because Faith feared he would disappear again) ,before settling down in their own. It was early but both of them were tired. Ziva immediately rested her head on his chest and sighed deeply. It was their first moment alone since he had returned.

"I really missed you, you know.", she whispered into his chest and he smiled."I missed you too honey. I couldn't sleep without you. Ah.. and by the way I have something for you."

She looked up. "Really?" He nodded. "Of course. Did you really thought I'd buy presents for my kids, but not for the woman who gave them to me?"

She didn't respond. She didn't know what to say. Tony gave her a quick peck on the cheek and stood up. He returned shortly after, a jewelry box in his hand. "Are you going to ask me to marry you?", Ziva teased. Tony shot her a glare and gave her the box. She opened it. In it was a beautiful silver charm bracelet with several little charms: a gun, a knife, a heart and Faiths' and Anthony's birthstones. She was speechless.

"Do you like it?" Tony sounded nervous. She looked at him and saw the worry in his eyes. "Are you kidding? I love it! Thank you Tony!" She hugged him tightly and felt him relax. "I love you. Thank you very much."

"You are welcome Zi. I love you too." She pressed his mouth on hers and she melded into the kiss. After a while they separated, trying to control their breaths. "You know, I took care of the 'I dunno what to buy for my Ziva"-thing. I will buy you another charm on every event. Birthdays, anniversaries, Thanksgiving, Christmas,..."

"the birth of our third child"

"Yes and Easter and.." in this moment he realized what she had just said.

"What?!"