It was Saturday and fortunately it was a day off for Tony and Ziva, so the David-DiNozzo family had planned to have dinner to celebrate Ziva's birthday. Tony, Ziva and Aria, their 2-year-old daughter, have been celebrating the birthday started with Tony and Aria singing 'Happy Birthday' while serving lunch in bed—they all got up late, even the birthday lady, and a small cake with a candle as the dessert.

"Happy Birthday, Mommy! Daddy and I love you so much," Aria told her mom and gave her a sloppy kiss on her cheek.

"Happy Birthday, Mommy! Aria and I love you so much," Tony repeated Aria's words and gave her a sweet, lingering kiss.

"Thank you, my loves. I love you both so much too," she gave them a tight hug and kissed each of their temples.

After Ziva made a wish and blew the candle, they moved to the living room to continue the celebration with Disney movies marathon, which Aria had chosen which movies to watch. The three of them cuddled together on the couch under an extra large blanket when The Little Mermaid, the first choice of the marathon, was played. After three more movies Aria has fallen asleep, so Tony started to nuzzle his face on Ziva's neck and kissed it slowly. She sighed with pleasure at the sensation and when she turned her head for Tony to gain more access she saw the clock and it was already 6:00 in the evening.

"Baby, we're late for the reservation," she told him breathlessly.

"Huh, I don't care," he murmured in her ear and continued to kiss her jaw.

"She may wake up," Ziva reminded him. Tony grunted and pulled away from her.

"She won't, she got a DiNozzo sleeping genes, remember? Just put her in her bedroom. I want to finish what I've started, Baby."

"Fine," she sighed and tried to sound irritated but successfully failed because her lips betrayed her and moved upward.

"Shoo, shoo!" He teased her and tried to kiss her for the last time.

Ziva playfully swatted him with her free hand and walked away with Aria on her hip then he got up and headed to their bedroom.

In the end they didn't have dinner at all because Aria was sleeping peacefully in her room and her parents were enjoying the love-making activity. When they were done and ready to sleep—and Ziva was already spooned against Tony, suddenly he reached for something in the dresser.

"What?" She asked, annoyed.

"Don't you want a birthday present?" He teased her and poked her stomach.

"Oh, I thought 'that' was my present," she giggled.

"I would be a very bad husband if I didn't give my beautiful wife a present on her birthday," he pouted.

She lifted her free hand to caress his cheek, and then he handed out an envelope and asked her to open it. She opened the envelope immediately and gasped when she saw three tickets of The Nutcracker Ballet Performance in New York for the next week.

"Happy Birthday" He whispered softly and kissed her palm that rested on his cheek.

"How, how come you…?" She was still shocked that she couldn't even finish her sentence.

"You like it?" He kissed her shoulder.

"Honey, I love it! Thank you very much," she turned and kissed his lips tenderly.

"My pleasure, Sweetheart. I'm glad you like it, and hopefully Aria will like it too," he kissed him back.

"She will. Good night, Baby, I love you," she murmured against his neck, started to lose her consciousness.

"Good night, Baby, I love you," he kissed her hair and closed his eyes.