A/N: So I decided to make this into a multi-chap and see where it goes. For those of you who read "All of My Regrets Are Nothing New" I have no idea where that story is going, lol.

Chapter Two

"Here." Spencer said as he handed Quinn an Ohio State football jersey. "Put this on, please."

"Okay." Quinn said as he put the jersey on and handed a forest green polo to Spencer. "Put this on, please."

"I like it." Spencer said as he pointed to the jersey on Quinn.

"Yeah, looks good." Quinn said looking at the polo.

"Who needs a mirror when you have a twin." Ziva whispered to herself then laughed as she watched her twins take their shirts off again and switch them.

"What are they doing?" Tony asked as he came up behind his wife.

"Using each other as mirrors." Ziva smiled as she turned to Tony.

She looked him up and down and smirked. If they did not have four children in the house they would be heading back to the bedroom. He left several buttons at the top of his shirt open and his tie hung undone around his neck. She reached up and buttoned his shirt slowly and never broke eye contact. He licked his lips slowly as he watched her slowly tie his tie slowly, intentionally trying to frustrate him.

"You're messin' with fire David." Tony laughed as she pushed the knot into its proper place.

"David?" Ziva questioned as she wrapped her arms around his neck and laid his collar flat and smoothed his shirt over his shoulders. "So that means I am single again, yes?"

"Not even close." Tony growled as he encased her lips with his. "Where are the other two?"

"Talon is eating breakfast and Rowan's still doing his hair." Ziva said as she nipped at his bottom lip.

"Good." Tony said as he caressed the smooth exposed skin of her hip and quickly claimed her lips again.

"Seriously? That's gross." Rowan said as he walked by his parents and headed down the stairs.

"Did you hear that?" Tony laughed as he pulled away from Ziva. "We're gross."

"We have been told that before." Ziva laughed as she fixed Tony's hair. "Many times."

"Mommy." Spencer called. "I need help."

"Be right there." Ziva smiled then looked back to Tony. "Make sure your son's catch their bus."

"My sons?" Tony laughed as he walked halfway down the stairs.

"Yes, you get those two, I get these two." Ziva smiled as she entered her boys' room.

"Can you button my jeans?" Spencer asked as he fought with the button at the top of his jeans.

"Of course." Ziva said and quickly buttoned the jeans and kissed her son's forehead. "Quinn? Do you need help?"

"No, I think I got it." Quinn said as he fought with the button, his tongue pressed to his top lip in concentration.

"Okay." Ziva said knowing Quinn. "Hair?"

"Yeah!" Spencer grinned as he walked with his mother to the bathroom. "I want a Mohawk."

"You are not getting a Mohawk." Ziva said as she took some of the styling wax into her hands. "How do you want your hair?"

"Spiky." Spencer said as he watched his mother in the mirror. "Like Daddy's."

"So messy." Ziva laughed as she placed random spikes it Spencer's blonde hair so he looked like he'd just rolled out of bed. "Good?"

"Uh huh." Spencer said and jumped off the stool.

"Go get breakfast." Ziva said as she headed back to see if Quinn had made any progress. "Almost there?" But instead of responding he shot his mother a look.

"Yeah." He grunted still struggling.

"Can I do it for you?" Ziva asked carefully.

"Fine." Quinn huffed as he dropped his hands from his jeans and looked up at his mother.

"Okay." Ziva smiled and quickly fastened his jeans and kissed his hair. "Come'on lets do your hair."

"Can I do it?" Quinn asked as he stepped on the stool and Ziva handed him the wax.

"Looks good." Ziva said as Quinn finished with his messy spikes, all strategically placed. "You and Daddy take about the same time."

"Me and Daddy have the best hair." Quinn grinned as he ran down the stairs.

"Hey, where you going?" Tony asked as he intercepted his son before he could run through to the kitchen.

"Breaftest." Quinn giggled as his father tickled him. "Daddy."

"Dad, we need lunch money." Talon said as he and Rowan waited with their backpacks on.

"My wallets on the counter." Tony said as he set Quinn on the ground and he ran into the kitchen. "Ziva, come on we have to leave soon."

"You are watching me come down the stairs, Tony." Ziva laughed as she brushed by her husband.

"Bye." Talon and Rowan called as they ran out the door to catch the bus.

"Bye." Tony and Ziva said as they moved around each other in the kitchen. "What cereal do you want?"

"You pick." Ziva said as she grabbed two bowls.

"Frosted Flakes it is." Tony said as he pulled the box down.

"Quinn, Spencer did you eat?" Ziva asked as she saw the two working on something at the kitchen table.

"Yeah." They both said not looking up from their work.

"What are they doing?" Ziva asked as she ate her cereal.

"Homework." Tony smirked.

"Quinn, Spencer you said you did not have homework last night." Ziva said as she walked around the counter to peer over the boys' shoulder.

"We didn't have it last night." Spencer said looking up at his mother.

"Oh?" Ziva laughed. "Mrs. Datz came by and dropped it off?"

"Yup." Quinn said with a nod. "She's nice like that."

"Yeah she is." Spencer said as they both finished their work and shoved it into their backpacks. "See all done."

"You should have done it last night." Ziva said as she walked back around the counter and glared at Tony who continued to just grin and eat his cereal.

"Mom, we were in school all day yesterday." Quinn said as he stood at his father's side. "Why would we want to do work when we come home?"

"Quinn, you were in school for four hours yesterday." Ziva laughed as helped him put his backpack on.

"That's a lot Mommy." Spencer said as Tony grabbed his wallet and keys and the four walked out to the car.

"You hear that Zi?" Tony laughed as they got into the Charger. "Four hours of work is a lot."

"It is!" Quinn and Spencer laughed.

"I bet." Tony mocked.

"Is it true that in first grade-." Spencer started

"That you have to stay all day?" Quinn finished and Tony and Ziva laughed.

"Yes, Talon and Rowan stay all day." Ziva said and laughed as Quinn and Spencer shared a look and frowned.

"That's gonna suck." Quinn mumbled and both Tony and Ziva gave him a look through the rear view mirror. "Sorry."

"Bye boys." Tony and Ziva said as Spencer and Quinn raced out of the car.

"Tony look!" Ziva said as she grabbed her husband's arm and pointed to where Quinn was standing with a dark haired girl. "That has to be Sophie."

"I think it is." Tony smirked as he saw the girl say something and Quinn blush. "Oh, he's in trouble."

"They are so cute." Ziva gushed as she watched Quinn smile shyly and take Sophie's hand as they walked into the school building. "That is my son, Spencer is yours." Ziva laughed as she pointed to where Spencer was talking to three different girls.

"Hey." Tony said as he started driving away. "They're both mine, they have the green eyes and blonde hair to prove it."

"Believe what you want, Tony." Ziva laughed as she leaned over and kissed her husband's cheek as he drove to the base.

Soon after getting into work the team was called to a scene where a wife, her son, and daughters had been murdered and the father remained MIA. Gibbs had made a point to pull Tony and Ziva aside and ask if they were able to deal with the scene. They both looked to each other and nodded assuring Gibbs that it wouldn't affect their work, it was nothing they hadn't seen before.

"Are you a father Agent DiNozzo?" The MIA father, aka Craig Harrison, asked Tony as he sat across from him in interrogation.

"Yeah." Tony nodded.

"And how many kids do you have?" Harrison continued as he eyed Tony up.

"Four." Tony said obviously hesitant to talk about his children with a man who had killed his. "Boys."

"How old are they?" He pressed and Tony looked to Gibbs who was standing in the corner.

"12, 9, and twin 5 year olds." Tony said after he got the nod from his boss to continue.

"Married?" He smirked as he eyed Tony's hand as he twisted his wedding band.

"Yeah."

"To their mother?" He asked as he flicked his gaze to Gibbs.

"Yeah." Tony said glaring at the man across from him. "But my life has nothing to do with the fact you murdered your wife and children."

"It does." Harrison grinned. "You're the same as me."

"I'm nothing like you." Tony growled.

"You are. How often do you have sex these days? With your wife or with someone else?" He tested. "Rarely I bet, because the kids are always around. Even if they aren't, she's tooooo tired."

"Whether that's true or not, I would never hurt my boys." Tony growled and Gibbs stepped away from the corner to sit at the table next to Tony.

"You don't know that." He laughed. "One day you'll snap."

"I won't." Tony said clenching his fists. "I would never kill my wife or kids, ever."

"Sure." He laughed. "It'll happen. Happened to me. My wife and I were in our room and Colleen came in crying about how Monica broke something or what not, then Matt started screaming about something. You just snap. It's not a choice. Your day will come, especially with four boys."

"Get outta here, Tony." Gibbs warned as he saw his agent's knuckles turn white. "DiNozzo."

"What?" Tony asked. His pulse was racing with anger.

"Leave." Gibbs said as he finally locked eyes with Tony and nodded towards the door.

"Fine." Tony said as he stalked out of the room and slammed the door shut behind him.

"Tony, wait." Ziva called as she ran to catch up with her husband.

"Yeah?" Tony asked softly as Ziva grabbed his arm and spun him towards her.

"You okay?" She asked as she wrapped her arms around his neck and drew random shapes on the back of his neck knowing it would calm him.

"Fine." Tony said as he cocked his head slightly and studied her.

"What?" She asked, blushing ever so slightly under his intense gaze.

"Nothing." He smiled and kissed her softly. "I'm not like him. I would never hurt you or any of our boys."

"I know that, Tony." Ziva breathed against his lips and kissed him again. "They know it too."