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Still not an owner of NCIS

Ziva had been in Washington for three days. She was not expected at the CIA headquarters in Langley for another week. Mossad had booked her plenty of time to get acclimated to her new setting. She had just finished setting up her apartment and was heading out for a run to explore her new neighborhood.

While running, Ziva had a lot of time to think. She came to the conclusion that she really liked America. She felt safe enough to go for a run without her gun and that was saying something. Also on her mind, was the man she had said next to on the flight. He had constantly been on her mind. She was still undecided on if she was going to call him or wait to see if he called her.

She had been running for about a half hour contemplating what to do with Tony, when she came to the conclusion that if he did not call her in the next two days, she would call him. While she did not want to appear desperate, she was starting to wish she had friends in the city.

Ziva did not have a running path in mind, just planning on seeing the sights, when she found herself running through a park. She decided to stop for a moment and take a rest on one of the park benches. She sat and watched the other park occupants enjoying themselves. There was a young couple playing Frisbee with a dog, and older couple taking a stroll, and many kids enjoying the playground. She had to admit, it was a beautiful day to be outside; the sun was shining at there was only a light breeze.

Ziva was taking in her surroundings when she caught sight of a very familiar looking man pushing a young girl on the swings. Ziva then decided that it was fate that they happened to have two chance encounters in less than a week. She got up from her bench and walked over to the playground. Not really knowing what to say, she walks up behind him and casually says, "It is a small city."

Tony turns around noticing someone was talking to him. He had a big grin on his face when he saw her. "It's actually a small world."

"Well, either way, we just keep running into each other," Ziva said now looking at the young girl that was slowing down on the swing due to Tony's lack of attention.

"Tony, who's that?" the girl asked.

Tony looked between the two girls with a surprised face. Unbeknown to Ziva, Kenzie never talked in front of other people without having to spend a lot of time with them. "Um, Kenzie," Tony said stumbling over his words, "this is my friend that I met on my flight home."

"Oh, you're Ziva," Kenzie said smiling at Ziva. Tony stood there astonished; Kenzie never acted like this.

"And you must be Kenzie," Ziva said putting out her hand for the little girl to shake. Kenzie shook it with a giggle.

"What are you doing in the park on this lovely day?" Tony asked curiously.

"I was actually on a run to get to know the area and I stopped to take a break. I happened to see you over here and thought I would say hi," Ziva said.

"Well if you ever need a good running route and can show you some. How far away from here do you live?" Tony inquired.

"Well I have been running for about an hour now. I would say maybe eight miles," Ziva said casually like that was nothing.

"Tony runs three miles every morning!" Kenzie supplied helpfully. She really liked Tony's new friend. Tony had told her about how he had met Ziva on the flight and how he had instantly trusted her. And if Tony trusted her, Kenzie did too. She loved her big brother and did everything her did.

Tony took a quick check at his phone to look at the time. "Hey Zi, I'm sorry but we gotta go. Kenzie here is starting dance classes today. I'll call you later and maybe we can meet up for coffee or something?"

"I would like that. I hope you have fun at your dance class today Kenzie. I used to dance and I am sure you will love it," Ziva said with a smile. She watched Tony and Kenzie walk away and then took off for a run back to her apartment.

Ziva had just gotten back to her apartment when her cell phone rang. She loved and the number and, not recognizing it, hesitantly answered it, "David."

"Hey, Ziva. Um…are you busy right now?" Tony hesitantly asked.

"I was going to shower. I was expecting a little longer before coffee," Ziva said with a chuckle.

"It's actually somethi—hold on, I'm talking to her now." Ziva heard some commotion on Tony's line. "Sorry about that. Um, well you know how you said you used to dance?"

"Yes."

"Would you be able to help Kenzie? I swear I would never have asked but I know she's always wanted to dance and now she is saying she doesn't. She said it's cause she won't fit in because she doesn't have any of the special clothes and I can't do her hair right," Tony was desperate. He was embarrassed to have to call Ziva for her help when they had only talked twice.

"Where do you live?" Tony gave her his address. "I will be there in ten."

Almost exactly ten minutes later, Ziva was knocking on the door to Tony's apartment. Tony opened it with a relieved expression. "Thank you so much for coming. I don't know what happened, she was so excited earlier."

"It is really no problem at all. I am happy to help," Ziva said looking the apartment. It was very nice and clean with toys and dolls in pink dresses laying on the floor in the living room. Kenzie walked out of what Ziva assumed to be the girls room. She was very shy and was looking at the ground.

"What is this Tony tells me about you not wanting to go to dance class?" Ziva asked her.

"I dunno," Kenzie said quietly still looking at her feet.

"If I help you get ready would you go?" Ziva tried persuasively.

Kenzie looked up with a face of new found excitement. She nodded her head vigorously and ran into her room. Ziva followed leaving Tony standing in the doorway. Fifteen minutes later the two emerged from the room.

"Are you a ballerina now?" Tony asked teasing the little girl. She just smiled and grabbed her bag.

"Let's go! I don't wanna be late!" Kenzie said to both of the adults' amusement.

As they walked out of the building, Tony said to Ziva, "Thank you so much."

"It was nothing. I was happy to help."

"Are you doing anything this Friday?"

"Not that I am aware of. It is not like I have friends to make plans with."

"Well let me take you out to dinner to thank you."

"I would like that," Ziva said with a smile. She said good bye to the pair and wished them fun at dance. Kenzie asked if she could call Ziva after to tell her how it went. Ziva could not possibly say no.

Tony watched the two girls talking. He had only met Ziva three days before and she had already left a big impact of him and Kenzie.

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