Title: A Real Family
Author:xXtango-mouseXx
Rating: PG
Pairing(s):Tiva-ish... might end up being more so if I write more.
Disclaimer:It belongeth not to me, but to the wonderful Donald P. Bellisario.
Spoilers:Up to, probably, the end of season 7... I haven't quite decided an actual timeline yet... It might end up being in mid season 7. Either way, there are spoilers.
Notes:This is my first fic. So if anyone is reading this please be honest about it. I'll take criticism; preferably constructive ;) ... Also, this probably goes against things that have been said over the years about Tony's life.

Anthony DiNozzo sat in the conference room, looking anywhere but at the person across from him.

"Where is my daughter, Agent DiNozzo?"

Tony finally turned to look at the man, "She's out working on a case."

The man smirked, clearly not believing him, "Really?"

Tony nodded.

"And Director Vance?"

"On a flight back from San Diego as we speak."

Silence filled the room momentarily until Tony spoke,

"Why are you here, Eli?"

Eli glared, but answered in a calm tone, "To see Ziva."

"Why? Why are you so desperate to get Ziva back?"

"I do not believe I ever said that I was."

"Well you might as well have!"

"She is my daughter!"

"No, she's not," Tony said in a low voice, "She's just another officer to you; someone you send out on crazy suicide missions. Even if they succeed in living, you send them out on another one. And another one. Until they die."

"Agent DiNozzo-"

"Wasn't sending her off to Somalia enough for you? Hmm? Is that why you want her back? So you can send her off to be killed?" Tony hissed.

"Why would I do that?"

"Why not? Then you wouldn't have to deal with us. You wouldn't have to worry about where her loyalties lie."

The two men stared at each other for what seemed like hours.

"I have a question for you, Agent DiNozzo."

"Oh, goody," Tony mumbled.

Eli ignored him, "Why are you so desperate to keep Ziva here?"

"Because she's part of our family," Tony answered without missing a beat.

"No, that's not all. There must be another reason why."

DiNozzo took a deep breath before speaking, "I'm sure you've read my file. You know where I grew up, where I went to school, how I busted my knee when I played football."

"I do not see how this has anything to do with-"

"I'm not done yet," Tony said, ignoring Eli's glare.

He took another deep breath before continuing,

"However, one thing that's not even mentioned in my file is my ex-fiancé," he watched as the other man's eyebrows shot up slightly, "We met in college and started dating. At the end of my last year, I proposed. One night her father, a drunk, sent her out to the store, even though he knew the roads were icy. She was in a car accident and died on the scene," Tony looked down at his hands and then back up at Eli, "So that, sir, is why I won't sit back and watch as the father of another woman I love take her away from me."

More silence. Then,

"You do realize that my daughter is not foolish enough to start a relationship with a co-worker, don't you, Anthony?" he paused for a moment before continuing, "Especially not after what happened with Officer Rivkin."

Tony glared, but said nothing. Then, his phone rang.

"DiNozzo," Tony kept his eyes on Eli, "Yeah... Mmhmm... Sure, okay... Got it, boss," he shut the phone and stood up, still not taking his eyes away from the man, "Director Vance is here."

"And Ziva?"

"We'll see about that later," and with that, Tony walked out of the room just as Vance walked in.

A/N: Ok so seriously? I think it's crap. But, I think most things I do are bad in one way or another. I know, I know, I have terrible self-esteem... Btw, this was written late at night.. or rather very early in the morning.. so if I made any mistakes, please tell me.