It has been a few weeks. The DiNozzo boys are more than adjusted at Nobles. Johnny is friends with everybody while all the kids think Kyle is as cool as can be. Kyle has tried out for football and is on second string. During the spring he'll try out for soccer. Since you can't do football until the eighth grade at Nobles, Johnny's doing soccer during the fall and baseball during the spring. He's the goal scorer

The boys recently found out, last week. That Tim and Abby are going to adopt…well they have adopted Lucas. He's ten and Tim and Abby really want him and Johnny to become friends. Johnny isn't so sure. This Lucas seems like a dork. He likes books, school, and other junk. Well Johnny hasn't actually figured out what Lucas likes besides fictional books and school. Kyle doesn't care. He likes having a big family. He's never had one of those before.

Johnny rolled over onto his stomach. This stinks. He got sent up to his room, for making fun of Kyle's insane crush on Thalia. Ziva said he had to think about what he says before he says it. And that he could come down when it was time to go to Abby and Tim's house to meet Lucas who's ten. It gets worse. He overheard Tony and Ziva saying that they might wanna have more kids. That means he and Kyle will hafta bunk together if they do. After all they only have four bedrooms; master bedroom, Kyle's, Johnny's, and the junk room. The junk room is wicked messy, that's where they keep all of their crap.

Opening up the Playboy magazine and the curious eleven year old begins reading it. He found it under Kyle's bed while searching for a few bucks. His eyes become wide with somewhat interest when he sees the ladies wearing bikinis.

There's a knock on his door. Johnny throws the magazine under his bed. Thank God his room is a untidy or else his parent's would see it. Ziva slips into his room. "What you said to Kyle wasn't at all necessary" she replied tersely.

"I know and I'm sorry" Johnny answered quickly. He doesn't really mean it. Why should he? Kyle's too sensitive. Ziva takes note of this.

"I didn't like the way you spoke about women downstairs" Johnny looks down his face red with embarrassment. He said something about girls being shitty and useless. "I don't want you ever speaking that way about or to a woman. You ever speak that way again and I'll take your T.V. out of your room for a month. You understand?" Johnny's eyes become wide.

"You're a bitch" Johnny declared angrily.

"What did…you…say?" Ziva asked raising an eyebrow at him. The instinct to swat his little bottom floats into her mind, but the agent pushes the feeling away.

Johnny looks down weakly. "Sorry, it just came out…like vomit" he places his hands over his bottom.

Fully expecting to be put over Ziva's knee, Johnny winces. "I don't want to spank you, okay? I just want you to understand that all people; man and women are equal. Is that understood?" Ziva informed him sounding serious. She waits until he nods to finish. "If you ever call me that again, I don't care if it slips. I'll take you over my knee" Ziva said seeing Johnny's eyes become wider, if that's possible.

The eleven year old nods his head yet again; pretending to understand why Ziva is so mad. "Come on, we can't be late. You will apologize to Kyle" the eleven year old races downstairs; glad that his 'time-out' is finally over.

Kyle did his hair perfectly. He wants to make it look good for Thalia. Not that he really cares what she thinks. She's a dumb girl after all, but a pretty girl too. "Sorry bout' what I said" Johnny mumbled quietly.

"S'okay" Kyle shrugged; he honestly doesn't care. Johnny's barely eleven years old and a little teasing never hurt nobody. Ziva apparently thought his teasing referred to all of the women in the world. When it only referred to one; Thalia, she's stealing Kyle away from Johnny.

"Let's go, we're going to be late" Ziva called to her boys. Sometimes she wonders about Johnny and what kind of man he'll be. Kyle has been acting secretive and odd, all week.

"We're always late, my lovely" Tony quipped smirking at Ziva who rolls her eyes, but smiles anyway.

Ally glared at the clothes on her bed. She wanted to wear pink. Instead she's gotta wear orange tee shirt and jean skirt with pretty black leggings. Eww! Plus she hasta miss dance. "Mommy, I wanna go to dance" she whined.

Her mommy puts the last box down in Ally's room. They've just moved into Gibbs house. "I'm sorry hon, you can't. We're going to Tim and Abby's to meet Lucas, won't that be fun?" Julie's eyes become wide when she checks her watch. They're late!

"I don't wanna" Ally glares at her clothes. She looks like she's going trick-or-treating and the orange is all fading.

"You'll have fun, Ally-cat" Thalia assured her, not looking up from a text message. Ally glares at her cousin. What does she know?

"But, I'll be the only girl there" Ally said angrily. She really wanted to go to dance class; it's so much fun!

"I'll be there" Thalia said giggling.

"You don't count"

"What does that mean, sweetie?" Julie asked calmly. Her little princess is in distress and she wants to fix it.

"You don't play with me no more" Ally mumbled. "Alls you do is play wit Kyle" that is true, unfortunately. Kyle DiNozzo is at the moment Thalia's partner in crime.

"Thalia will play with you. Right Thalia?" Thalia glares at her aunt. This is so not fair; she always has to do everything for Ally.

"No, I won't" Thalia answered. She always hasta play with Ally or do something for Ally. It's getting pretty annoying.

"But you neva play wit me" Ally lied. Thalia was playing Barbies and house with her yesterday. And the day before, Thalia played with all of her friends too.

"That's all I ever do. I'll play with you after I hang out with Kyle, okay?" Thalia reasoned trying to stay calm.

"No, you play wit Kyle later" Ally said firmly, her lower lip jutting out. Thalia shakes her head. Ally always thinks she's in charge.

"Stop acting like a baby, Ally. Your six years old!" Thalia said clenching her fists. She knows its wrong to hit six year olds, but still…Ally always manages to push the right buttons.

"I'm not a baby" Ally said with fake tears rolling down her cheeks. She looks at her mommy.

"You totally are. You cry when you don't get your way and you still wet the bed" that was supposed to be a secret. Julie glares at her niece, how could she be so insensitive?

"I do not!" Ally cried out.

"Thalia, she won't have anyone to play with" Julie cut in.

"Ally can play with Johnny or Lucas or by herself. She isn't a baby!" Thalia snapped. At that exact moment Gibbs comes into the room.

"Was that your elder you were speaking to in that tone?" Gibbs asked giving Thalia an even look. The teen runs a hand through her dark brown hair.

"I'm sorry" she doesn't sound sorry at all.

"Explain" he ordered.

"Explain, what?" Thalia asked steely. Her tone angers the agent a little, but he manages to calm the storm.

"Your side. I want to hear your side and then I'll hear Ally's side" Gibbs decided nodding his head at this plan.

This is all very new to Thalia. She guesses this is the equal side of parenting. "I'm sick of her following me around all the time. I always hafta babysit or play with Ally. Can't I just do my own thing?" she's such a teen.

Gibbs turns to a grumpy looking Ally. "You never play with me! It's always Kyle or Johnny or Mattie or Ardis or Sammi" Ally has lots of friends. "You never have time for me" Ally whined, stamping her feet. Gibbs gives her a look to cut it out.

"That's total bullshit" Thalia blurted. Sometimes she says what she thinks and she thinks this is total bullshit and a waste of time.

"Hey! Language" Gibbs slapped Thalia's backside; the thirteen year old looked at Julie stunned out of her mind.

"You…that's illegal!" Thalia replied. Her hands are now covering her bottom. A smirk forms on both Julie and Gibbs's faces. It was only a matter of time, when Thalia started to act up.

"I assure you tapping a naughty child's bottom isn't illegal. It's discipline" Gibbs explained simply. Thalia rolls her eyes.

"Aunt Julie" she called looking over at her aunt. Julie is too busy helping Ally put a pony-tail in her hair.

"Sorry hon, but you deserved that tap" Julie said urging Ally to put on the jean skirt. Julie gives Ally a very pleading look.

"You guys all suck" Thalia said starting to storm out of the room. Gibbs grabs her upper arm and leads her out.

"Hey! Let go of me" Thalia argued looking over her shoulder at her aunt. How could she be so quiet when Gibbs is man-handling her? The true colors are coming out now. Gibbs wonders what he'd do with Kelly if she was acting in this manner.

Gibbs realizes he's invading her space and does. "Listen good, from now on there won't be any of that language in this house. You hear?" he asked. Thalia is a lot like Abby; stubborn and at times sarcastic.

"What about outside?" Thalia smirked; a testy teen verse Leroy Jethro Gibbs who will win?

"You're testing the wrong timer" Gibbs whispered coolly. Gibbs walks away from Thalia, letting her stew over what he meant. That ended the argument real quick. Ally has officially decided to help the mommies cook today. The car ride is too quiet in Julie's mind. She looks in the rearview mirror to see Thalia pulling her hoodie over her head and plug her self into her I-pod. Fingers clicking over the tiny buttons of her phone as well.

Lucas or Luke as he prefers is perfect in Abby's opinion. He's smart and adorable! Tim is really excited that Luke is smart. Plus he's handsome; short sandy brown hair and those eyes. They're a bluish-green color with tints of yellow; Abby can't decide.

"How do you like your room?" Abby asked pretending to sound casual. Tim looks up from the kitchen table and grins.

"It's awesome!" Luke raved with a bright smile. His smile could light up an entire city.

"Goodie, you know Johnny is your age" Luke nodded silently. He's heard of this infamous Johnny and his older brother Kyle. The DiNozzo boys as his Dad says are always causing all sorts of trouble. There were boys like that at the home. The caused so much trouble it was impossible to like them cos they were so cocky and mean to little kids.

"Tim…I mean Dad says Johnny's always causin trouble" Luke noted. Abby puts the watermelon onto the kitchen table.

"Timmy just doesn't want Johnny to rub off on you. He thinks he's a bad influence, but Johnny is a good kid. He just likes to have fun, a lot more fun than other kids. He really is a good boy" Abby said hoping her son will be more understanding about the Johnny issue. Tim hasn't really appreciated Johnny since he got suspended for cherry bombing the lounge and mouthing off when they were babysitting.

"Yeah, but Ab…mom do you think he'll like me?" Luke asked nervously. At the home he wasn't really liked all that much by the other kids. It was because he was smart and stuff.

Abby grinned. She doesn't want to get his hopes up, but maybe Johnny will like Luke right off the bat. You never know. "Of course" Abby said not meeting his ocean like eyes.

There's a crashing sound and a quiet damn from the basement. Abby cringes, while Luke just smiles. His parents are the coolest. "Timmy, are you sure you don't need any help?"

"Abby I'm the man of this house. It's my job to fix things. I think I can fix the electrical system. How hard could it be?" Tim said, reading the manual like it's the bible. He scratches his head and sighs.

"Why don't you go downstairs and see if he needs any help?" Luke nods and starts for the door. Abby hears another crash of some sort. "Just stand about…five feet away from him. Just to be safe" she added with a thoughtful smile. Luke's smile becomes wider as he hops down each step.