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La mia bambina

The last six months had been truly odd. It almost seems as though he cared nothing for women anymore! It had been over a year now since Jeanne broke his heart, and he almost seemed like a changed man.

At that moment a flying piece of crumpled paper bounced off of Ziva David's forehead followed by tidbits of laughter from the two other agents sitting with her in the bullpen.

'Almost.' She said to herself as she gave Tony DiNozzo a hateful glance.

"What-cha thinkin' about Zee-Vah?" he said, over-pronouncing the syllables in her name.

"Nothing, To-Nee." She answered, turning back to the reports that lay on her desk.

"Really? Cause you seemed pretty deep in thought. Admit it. You were thinking about me, weren't you?" He teased her, giving her that 1000 watt smile.

"Hmm. You have caught me Tony. I admit it. I was thinking about you."

"See? That wasn't so hard to do." He walked over to her desk and leaned over asking, "So, uh, what exactly were you thinking about me?" still giving her the grin.

"You really want to know, Tony?"

"I think I can handle it."

"Well, this is a little embarrassing, but I was thinking about how I found the nineteenth way to kill using a single paperclip and how much I wanted to try it out on you." She watched his face grow pale and afraid, and laughed with satisfaction as Gibbs walked by Tony giving him one of his famous head-slaps.

"DiNozzo. Quit harassing your partner before I give her permission to do the paperclip thing."

"Yes boss. Right away, boss." Tony muttered as he went back to his desk, face flushed. "Got a case yet, boss?"

"Have I said there is a case, DiNozzo? Looks like today is all paperwork." Tony groaned. He hated paperwork.

Ziva laughed quietly to herself before going back to her work. It didn't take much, however, for her to start thinking about Tony again. Besides the occasional pranks he pulled in the office, he seemed more solemn. He was always tired and looked rather stressed at times. He seemed to completely stop drinking and partying – he never went with the rest of the "family" to the bar on Friday nights anymore. Also in the past six months he had started taking sick days. Tony! Sick days! Sure he had probably wanted to all the time but Gibbs would never allow it before. Now Gibbs was definitely allowing it, and he seemed closer to Tony, like a true father. Tony and Gibbs bonding? Now that made her laugh! But she was really worried about him; she hoped the Jeanne thing wasn't causing him to act like this.

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"Tony!"

"Hey Abs." Tony said as he walked into Abby's lab, handing her a Caf-Pow. "Thought you'd need this; today is going to be an extremely boring day."

"No case?"

"No case."

"That's too bad. Well I am glad you came down to talk to me, because I have a question for you."

"Shoot." Abby was a little nervous asking him this. Normally she wouldn't mind prying into his personal life, but because it involved Gibbs she was a bit hesitant. "Abby! What do you want to know?"

"Um, well, I was at the park yesterday…"

"… Okay. And?"

"Oh, don't get mad! I wasn't trying to spy; I just did it without thinking! I saw you and Gibbs with a little girl and at first I thought my eyes were deceiving me or that you were just being nice to a little girl on a playground but then you guys walked away with her!"

"Ah."

"Tony! Who was that little girl? Do you have a secret love child I don't know about? … With Gibbs?" At this Tony laughed out loud, so hard he had to lean against to wall to stay up right. "WHAT is so funny?"

"It's just the way your face looked when you said that!" Tony said gasping for air.

"Tony! I'm serious! Who was that little girl?" Tony took a moment to regain his composure and smiled at her, still chuckling a bit.

"The little girl, Sophie, is-" Tony looked down at his ringing cell phone. "Um, Abs, I gotta take this. Hold a sec." Abby nodded and Tony answered his phone. "Yeah, DiNozzo."

Abby watched him very carefully on the phone; something was definitely wrong. He turned from her and was silent for a moment. "Yes, thank you, I'll be right there." Tony said in a quiet voice. He slowly closed the phone and turned around, his face scared and pale.

"Tony! What's the matter?" Abby cried. Tony just stared at her incredulously. "Tony!!!"

"It's Sophie."