This is my first NCIS fanfic, so be gentle please.

Also, I own nothing of NCIS. Otherwise, it wouldn't be nearly as good as it is. That goes for the rest of the story.

Knock Knock.

Tony DiNozzo paused his movie, a black-and-white comedy called Buck Privates, and pulled himself off his couch. He dimly wondered who could be knocking at his door. The pizza guy had already been here.

When he opened the door he was pleasantly surprised, "Sam! How ya doing?"

The big Metro Homicide detective smiled coming in, "Pretty well, Tony. Still dateless?"

"I never should have told you that," the NCIS Agent sighed, "I don't have the money yet, if that's what you are here for."

DiNozzo owed Sam about $500 in poker debts that Sam was in no hurry to collect. If anything, the prize was something he could bug his poker buddy about, "Actually, I have a favor that will wipe your debts clean."

"Why do I get the feeling that I won't like this?" Tony shuddered. He and Sam were good friends but Sam had a mischievous streak a mile wide. Lets just say that he learned play jokes on people from a master manipulator.

"Hey, I'm going undercover for a week or so to catch an assassin ring," he explained, "And my sister is out on a manhunt."

"How's Maggs doing, by the way?" Tony asked.

"She's good. She's got some female friends in the DC area that are practically dying for a booty buddy," he explained. The two originally met when Tony dated Maggs. She was one of the few women that broke up with Tony, not the other way around. Even after that, they were still on good terms.

"Really?" Tony's eyes shot up. Maggs just earned a high place on his Friends List.

"Yeah, back to the point," Sam insisted, "Remember Jen?"

"Your niece?"

"Now you see the problem."

"Oh," Tony did see the problem. Margret Daniella Trevodur took care of her deceased brother's daughter, Jennifer Jon Trevodur. As a Marshall, she was often called away on manhunts. She then dropped off her charge to her brother, Samuel David Trevodur. With Sam going undercover, someone needed to watch the little dropkick.

"Can you watch her for a week?" he asked.

Tony thought about it. They had had kids at the office before, but those were all case related. Tony knew what Gibbs would say, This is an office, DiNozzo. Not a daycare center. Then again, he might be able to hide her in Abby's lab. She would be absolutely adore with the kid.

"Sure, why not?" what could go wrong?

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