A/N: I was thinking about writing it for awhile, so in my sick haze, I am finally doing it.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS; I do have rights to, Caleb.

Caleb Ari

"And what are you doing here my little man?" Ziva asked Caleb, who just smiled.

"Auntie Jen bwoughted me hewe." (A/N: Jenny never died and never had an illness)

"Where is she?" she asked again, ignoring the looks from her co-workers.

"Um… I dunno." Ziva just rolled her eyes and rested her forehead on his. Caleb giggled and pushed is forehead into his mother's.

"Where did you leave her, Caleb?" Caleb looked into his mother's eyes, identical deep, endless brown eyes.

"Parkin' lot." He finally told her. Than he took his head away from Ziva's and buried it in her neck, his arm wrapping them-self around her neck as well. Ziva, who had one arm under his butt and the other around his back, turned when she heard the elevator open. The Director, Jennifer Shepard, looking quite frazzled sighed in relief at seeing Caleb with Ziva. Walking up to Ziva, Jenny told her she was so sorry. Ziva just laughed.

"It is okay. Remember, he is like this all the time."

"Just not with you," Tony reminded her walking over to his desk to sit down. Ziva whispered something into Caleb's ear, who replied in Italian.

"Tha 'un' Papa hewe lavoro." Tha' you an' Papa work hewe.

"E che cosa hanno detto?"And what did they say? Ziva asked slowly.

"Tha 'di cui hanno bisogno il vostro nome e il Papa, ma non mi dire loro. Io non sono i '." Tha' they needed yours and Papa's names, but I did not tell them. I am not los'. Ziva just sighed.

"Io sono in twouble Mommie?" Am I in twouble Mommie? Caleb asked his mother softly.

"No, bambino. Se non sono in alcun problema." No, baby. You are not in any trouble.

"Bene." Good.

"What the hell is going on!?" Gibbs demanded. His loud voice scared Caleb, who, yet again, put his head in Ziva's neck.

"Jethro!" Jenny scolded in a light tone. "You're scaring him."

"Who is he?" He asked, lowering his voice a bit. Jenny looked back at Ziva.

"This is my son, Caleb Ari David-DiNozzo." Abby's jaw dropped open, McGee's eyes widened, and Gibbs dropped the coffee cup he was holding.

"As you can tell, he's a mommie's boy." Tony said with snigger. Ziva, Caleb and Jenny turned to glare at him.

"See!" He exclaimed. "Only Ziva could make my own kid turn against me!"

"Mommie, why does Papa always say tha'?" Caleb asked, looking at his mother.

"I am not sure, Little Man." Ziva replied, looking back at her son.

"Ow!" Mother and son looked over to Tony, who was holding his head from getting Gibbs slapped. Gibbs than head slapped Tony two more times.

"Ow! Ow! What was that for?"

"The first was for breaking rule twelve; the last two were because I can't hit Ziva when she's holding Caleb and I don't hit children." Ziva chuckled and Caleb just laughed at his father's pain.

"So, are you two together?" Abby inquired. Tony and Ziva looked at each other uneasily.

TBC…

A/N: Okay, wow. Thanks for the reviews there. I never expected so much. Review again please.