Heyyyyyy WOnderful Readers! So I had this done on Thnksgiving but my Beta was in a no wi-fi zone so I'm basically blaming her! Love yah Pocketrocket911! Anyways! Enjoy! And if you have and suggestions or comments, let me know!REVIEW ;)

Tony drove carefully on the slushy roads so he didn't jostle Sadie around too much. She had finally given into her body's pleas to get her to sleep. Tony could see her little body slumped against Ziva through the rearview mirror. Chris must have been asleep too because he hadn't made a sound. He pulled into the parking lot and parked his car. Things seemed so different than they had been just a few hours before.

He looked back at Ziva, who hadn't stopped rubbing Sadie's back. She eventually lifted her eyes to Tony's and for a brief moment, her walls lay in ruins. Tony saw happiness, sadness, regret, loneliness, and what he could now see as pain. That had been what he saw in her eyes when they were in Sadie's room. It wasn't physical pain, like a paper cut or a bullet wound, but it was a much more agonizing pain that comes from deep inside of a person whom has seen too much in their years. What pained Ziva about this case? Or Sadie? He knew he had to help Ziva. Relieve her from the pain, but he didn't know how. They were just partners. Sure they had dinner together and watched movies, but since Jeanne and then Michael, things weren't the same. Their partnership- no, their friendship lay in ruins.

As soon as he had read her eyes, they were blank again. How could she do that, conceal all emotion like the flip of a switch? Tony got out of the car and walked around to Ziva's side, opening the door for her and making sure she and Sadie got out okay. He got the diaper bag out of the trunk and got Chris's seat from the car. They silently walked inside and tried to ignore the judging stares they received, but people are people.

"Hey Zi, don't worry about them, okay?" he said gently testing the waters.

"I am not, Tony." She snapped, a little too loudly. Sadie stirred slightly, but readjusted her head and went back to sleep.

"Well, they don't know the whole story. So let them judge us if they want. But they're wrong." He said, as they stepped out of the elevator.

They got to the entrance of the bullpen and stopped. "What are we going to do with them Zi?" asked Tony.

"They are both sleeping so I suppose we let them sleep and do our jobs to find the killer." She said, moving around her desk. Tony shrugged and set the baby carrier next to his desk and sat down, looking over at Ziva. She was standing behind her desk, obviously trying to figure out where to put Sadie.

"Hey, I've got some blankets over here that you can lay her down on." Tony offered. He rose from his chair to retrieve the blankets, and walked over to Ziva. He laid them on the empty space behind her desk, then stood and met her eyes. She avoided his gazed and tried to untangle Sadie's arms from around her neck without dropping her.

"Tony…" she started. He moved closer to her and gently unwrapped Sadie's arms from Ziva's neck. She tried to keep herself from getting chills when Tony's hands brushed the back of her neck. He lifted Sadie out of her arms and laid her down on the blankets, then covering her with another one.

"Thanks." She said as he retreated to his desk.

"Anytime Zee-vah." He said, giving her a DiNozzo grin and stressing the syllables of her name.

Ziva rolled her eyes at him and the both sat down to begin researching Bethany Moore's background. Within a few minutes, they both looked up at each other, mouths open.

"This is bad." They said at the same time. Then they went back to work, fingers flying over their keyboards. Each new discovery was more confusing than the last one. Neither Sadie nor Chris stirred as they searched for information that might help their cause, not complicate it further.

Finally the elevator doors slid open and Gibbs walked in. He took one look at his agents' faces and knew that this case would be a hard one.

"What do you got?" he asked, continuing to his desk. Tony and Ziva both stood and walked to stand in front of his. They didn't say anything. He gave them a 'continue' glare and Tony spoke up.

"We have a problem, boss."

Gibbs sat down and the three of the just stared at each other. McGee walked in and paused when he noticed the silent agents having a stare off. The world seemed to stand still for a second and no one breathed.

"Will you two tell me what is going on!" he growled, standing up and leaning across his desk. With that, the silence was broken. Tony and Ziva walked to the plasma and McGee went to his desk. Tony fumbled with the plasma, trying to get it to work and Gibbs was getting more and more frustrated. McGee stepped in and turned it on, revealing Christopher Moore's military file.

"Christopher Moore is Bethany's husband. He was a Naval Petty Officer and –"Tony was interrupted by Gibbs.

"He was murdered in their house. It's an NCIS cold case." finished Gibbs. He knew the name Moore was familiar.

"Yeah." He said slowly. "Gruesome murder, multiple stab wounds, every lead was a dead end."

Ziva looked over at McGee who flipped the picture. It was a mug shot of a man who resembled Christopher. "Shortly after Christopher died his brother, Dylan Moore, was sent to prison. He was released 10 days ago."

"What was he in for?" asked Gibbs.

"Drugs. He was part of a major drug cartel in Chicago, IL. He owes the wrong people a lot of money. Probably went to his brother's wife to get money, probably killed her when things didn't go as planned. " answered Tony.

"That gives him motive and opportunity."

"The Moore's do not have any living relatives other that Dylan. Their wills do not list anyone that should gain custody of their children. Dylan was last seen in Pennsylvania stealing a car. He ditched it a couple miles later and has not been seen since." added Ziva.

"Did they find anything useful at the crime scene?" asked Tony, glancing at the sleeping children. "It looked sloppy."

"That's the weird part. We didn't find much of anything there. I would guess a professional did it. But Dylan seems like the most likely suspect." said McGee.

Gibbs got up and left the bullpen, heading towards the elevator.

"Where are you going boss?" called Tony.

"I need coffee."

Tony turned back to Ziva and McGee. "We need to find Dylan." He said.

"Ziba?" mumbled a sleepy voice. They all turned to see Sadie sitting up in her makeshift bed, rubbing her eyes.

Ziva went over to her with Tony right behind. "Did you have a nice nap?" She asked softly, kneeling by Sadie.

The little girl shook her head. "Why?" asked Tony, "Did we wake you up?"

She shook her head again. "Bad dream." She reached for Ziva who gently grabbed under her arms and picked her up. As she stood, she felt Tony's hand graze her lower back but she chose to ignore it. Sadie yawned again and laid her head on Ziva's shoulder.

"We should have Ducky check her out." Tony said into her ear.

Ziva turned to McGee. "Is Ducky here yet?"

"Umm, yeah. I think he and Jimmy got here before we did."

Ziva looked at Tony, and then moved towards the back elevator. Tony grabbed Chris and the diaper bag and caught up to her. They rode down to autopsy silently. When the doors slid open, Tony motioned for Ziva to wait outside. She stayed on the back wall outside of the elevator while Tony walked in.

"Ducky?" He called to the empty room.

"Anthony?" asked Ducky as he strolled out of the walk-in freezer. "Ahhh, Anthony. What can I do for… Who is this?" He asked, taking the carrier and setting it on one of the tables.

"That is Chris, and hold on just a second Ducky." Tony walked to the doors and motioned for Ziva to come in. "We found these two at the crime scene. We need you to check them out and make sure they are okay."

"Of course. I'll start with her first if you don't mind, so little Chris can sleep longer."

Ziva nodded and moved to set Sadie down on the table across from Chris, but she wouldn't let go. "Sadie, this nice man needs to make sure you are alright. I will be right here. Can you sit on the table by yourself?"

As predicted, she shook her head and clung tighter to Ziva. She looked over at Tony and Ducky, her eyes were conflicted with emotions. Ducky walked over and started talking to her.

"Well, you are quite the little beauty aren't you? You remind me of a young lass I once knew. She looked a lot like you. Her name was Carrie and she was the best singer." As Ducky talked, he gently ran his hands over her arms and legs, checking for serious cuts, the entire time keeping eye contact with her. "What is your name? My name is Donald Mallard, but you can call me Ducky. Everyone does."

"Sadie. And Ducky is a funny name." she said, uncurling from Ziva a little.

"I hope we can be friends then my dear. You are a very lovely young lady." He said, giving her a smile.

Sadie giggled for the first time since Tony and Ziva had found her.

"Can you sit on the table?" asked Ducky.

She hesitated a moment before nodding her head. Ziva sat her down and went to stand next to Tony.

"Ziva has to sit with me." She said. Ziva turned around and looked at Ducky. He motioned for her to come and sit with the little girl. She went over and sat next to her. Tony moved closer to stand by Ziva.

"Let's start with this. Does anything hurt?" asked Ducky. He went to the sink and wet a paper towel with warm water.

"My cheek and back and arm." She said as Ducky gently wiped her face, making the bruise on her cheek more visible. Ziva saw Tony stiffen out of the corner of her eye. That must have been what happened in the car.

"Oh my dear!" he exclaimed. "What happened?"

"Some bad man hit me really hard." She said so innocently that Tony and Ziva both looked at each other. The pain was evident in each other's eyes, but she notice a bit of relief from Tony. That was peculiar… Ziva would have to figure out what Tony was seeing in Sadie.

"Did he hit you anywhere else?"

Sadie nodded, looking over at Ziva. She was desperately trying to control her emotions but she managed to give Sadie a warm smile.

"Where?" asked Ducky.

"On my back." She said. Tony sucked in his breath.

"I'm going to go get some food." said Tony, quickly leaving before Ziva could protest. Something was going on with Tony. It was almost as if this case was bringing back memories for him like it was for her.

"Let's take off your shirt so I can take a look." said Ducky. He looked at Ziva and she stood up and pulled Sadie's shirt over her head.

Ziva glanced at the little girls back and saw multiple purple and blue spots on her back, the largest by her right hip. Ziva sucked in her breath much like Tony had done.

"My, my darling, you must be a very brave girl. Why did he hit you?" asked Ducky as he gently got her to lie down on the stomach. There were about four bruises; thankfully none of them looked like they caused internal damage.

"He said that I was a bad girl because my mommy and daddy were bad people. Am I a bad girl?" She asked, mostly to Ziva.

"No, tateleh, you are not a bad girl." said Ziva, stroking her hair.

"Were mommy and daddy bad?"

Ziva paused. What should she say? Why wasn't Tony here right now? He was so much better at this. Ducky noticed that Ziva's eyes had gone unfocused and her brow furrowed in thought.

"We are going to find out Sadie, but they were good people. The mean man lied to you." said Ducky. Ziva relaxed, grateful that he had answered for her. "Okay, let's sit up now and look at your arm." He helped her sit up and she held out her arm. There was a needle puncture right where her arm bends. Ziva and Ducky's faces paled.

"Do you feel alright?" asked Ziva.

Sadie shook her head. My tummy hurts and my head." She said.

Ducky turned to Ziva, "We need a blood test right now for both of them. This is very bad. How long has the baby been asleep?" he whispered in her ear.

"Since we got here. Is that normal? What's happening?" she asked as he quickly crossed the room to Chris.

The little boy's breathing was shallow and his eyes were unresponsive when they opened. "Ziva, call Abby. Now." Ducky ordered.

"What's wrong?" Ziva asked again, started to panic, moving to Ducky.

"Call Abby!" he yelled.

"Ziva! What's wrong? Ziva!" called Sadie as she stared sobbing.

"Nothing, Tateleh, it's okay." She said, picking her up and moving to the video phone at Ducky's desk. She pulled up Abby's lab.

"Hey!" said Abby, the bubbly Goth's smile quickly dropped when she saw Ziva's worried expression. "What happened?"

"Ducky said you need to come up here now." said Ziva, her voice obviously shaking. She disconnected the call with Abby and grabbed her phone. Sadie was still whimpering. She pressed speed-dial 2 and a familiar voice picked up after the first ring.

"DiNozzo."

"Tony. Something is wrong." She said, she didn't even try to calm her voice; Tony would be able to tell anyways.

"What happened, Ziva?" anxiety was clear in his voice.

"Just-just come back okay." She hung up and went back to Ducky. He had undressed Chris except for his diaper and was checking his pulse and heartbeat. He pulled out a needle and found a vein, taking a sample from Chris.

"Chris?" whined Sadie.

"Shhhh," Said Ziva, bouncing up and down to calm her.

"Ziva, I need a sample from her."

Ziva set Sadie down, "Sadie, he needs to take some blood to make sure you are okay, it that alright? Please?"

Sadie nodded numbly, which surprised Ziva. Ducky took some blood from her other arm just as Abby rushed in.

"Abigail, I need you to check these for toxins quickly." He shoved the vials towards her and she gave Ziva a 'tell me what's happening' look as she ran back to her lab. Ziva just ignored her and focused on Sadie.

"How did you get this?" she asked, motioning to Sadie's arm.

"Like how Ducky just did. But he didn't take anything." She said, yawning.

"Are you sleepy?" She nodded. "Ducky, she's sleepy."

"Make sure she stay's awake." He said without looking up from Chris.

At that moment, Tony ran in, heading straight for Ziva. He grabbed her arms and turned her towards him. "What's happening?" he asked, the takeout had been dropped by the door. Ziva was frozen in another memory.

Somebody knocked at the door.

Ziva got up and walked to the door, opening it a crack to peek out. That's what her parents had told her to do. She was 13. An Israeli policeman was at the door.

"Are your parent's home?"

"No. Whatever you have to say, you can say to me."

"Do you know a Tali David?" Ziva's heart turned to stone and dropped.

"Yes, she's my sister."

"I am sorry to inform you, but she was killed at 1000 today."

"What happened?" Ziva yelled, taking the man by surprise.

"Roadside bombing. I am very sorry for your loss." He walked away and Ziva shut the door and shrunk to the ground, curling in a ball and letting sobs overtake her. How could Tali be gone? First her mother, then Tali, who next?

"Ziva, Ziva. Hey, ZIVA!" She blinked a few times and realized that Tony had been yelling her name. She shook her head and looked up at him. He was still holding her arms, but tighter now. Sadie started whimpering and Tony dropped her arms. She turned to Sadie and hugged her to her side, shushing her. "Zi?"

She looked up at him, blinking back tears in her eyes, it broke his heart. "He injected them with something, Chris is unconscious. Abby is running blood tests now. Someone wants them dead." She choked out. Tony wrapped an arm around her without thinking and tugged her closer to him. She rested her head on his shoulder, trying to compose herself.

Gibbs walked in and saw Ducky leaning over a small baby and his two agents…hugging? Yes, hugging.

"Hey Duck, what's up?" he watched Tony and Ziva jerk apart from each other.

"They were poisoned. Abby's running a tox-screen now." He said. Gibbs gave his two agents a glare and then walked out of autopsy. He got on the elevator and hit the button that went to Abby's lab. When he got off, the music was off and Abby was staring at the computer screen.

"Hey Abs, what do you got?" he asked, setting a Caf-Pow next to her that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Gibbs!" she said, brightening slightly and giving him a hug. Gibbs grinned at her while she hugged him. Typical Abby, he thought. She let go and stepped back. "What's happening? Something is hinky."

"We have a new case."

"Obviously!" she yelled. "Ziva has two kids with her and Tony is not with her and- and- and…"

"Abs! We need you to do your job; the kids were poisoned. You have to help them." He said gently, turning her back around. Just then the computer dinged. "Is that a match?"

Abby began typing frantically on her keys. "Yeah, it's arsenic trioxide."

"Is that fixable?"

"As long as they haven't had too much, we have to get them on antibiotics; I bet Ducky has them in his lab. He probably dissolved the powder in water and injected it into them." She said, running out of the lab to get to Ducky's.

She took the stairs and got there as fast as she could in her platform boots.

"Ducky! It's arsenic trioxide!"

"Oh dear." He said, moving towards the refrigerated cabinet and pulling out a bottle, then getting two more needles. Tony and Ziva shared a worried look. He pulled the right dosage into each needle and gave one to Chris. Then he moved to Sadie. She was very pale and trying so hard to stay awake.

"Sadie, this will make you feel better." said Ziva. She nodded and Ducky gave her the shot.

"What now?" asked Tony.

"Well, that's it. We hope it works." Ducky moved to the sink and washed his hands.

"Do we take them to the emergency room?" asked Ziva. She picked Sadie up and bounced her gently, trying to keep her from sleeping.

"No, they won't be able to do anything else. Just take them home. They can sleep but need to be woken up every hour. If they aren't responsive or start throwing up, take them to Bethesda immediately. Get them to eat if you can."

"I think we should go to Bethesda now." said Ziva stubbornly.

"It would be a waste of time and money. It is late, 2100 actually. Go home." said Gibbs, walking into autopsy. Ziva glared at him then slipped Sadie's shirt back on. She picked her up and walked towards the door. "DiNozzo is going with you."

Ziva scowled but continued walking. Ducky put the baby's onesie on him and strapped him into the car seat and handed it to Tony. He shouldered the diaper bag and followed after Ziva.

She was waiting by the elevator when he came out and they got on together.

Tony's stomach grumbled and Ziva gave him a look. Tony was grateful something broke the awkward silence.

"What? I haven't eaten since this morning." He whined. Ziva couldn't help but smile. She would never admit it but Tony always made her feel better. Tony saw the smile on her face and it made him smile too. He already knew this would be a stressful and sleepless night.

The elevator doors slid open and they walked into the bullpen. McGee looked up, surprised by the comfortable silence that was present. The partners wordlessly gathered their things.

"Bye, McGee." said Ziva as they walked to the elevator. He just nodded, at a loss of words by how the agents were acting.

Gibbs entered the bullpen and grabbed his things. "Go home, McGee."

Tim must have looked very confused. "This will be a tough one; you are no use to me if you are tired so go home and be ready tomorrow."

"Uhh, yes boss." Said McGee, surprised by home many words Gibbs had strung together.

McGee was the last one to leave; somehow Gibbs had managed to leave before him, probably going to work on his boat. Abby and Ducky were still there; they never seemed to leave. He packed up his things and drove home, thinking about the case the entire time, wondering what was going on with his co-workers.

BUMMMM BUMMMM BUUUMMMMMMMMM. Will they be okay? I'll try and write soon, going back to school so... it might be difficult to update soon... REVIEWS MAKE MY DAY!