A/N: Sorry it has been a while. I had a ton of work, but I finished it so now I can write. YAY! I know that it is short, but I figured it was better than nothing. I hope you enjoy it, and thanks for the awesome reviews.

Tony walked out of the director's office feeling slightly better. Everything was going to be absolutely fine. Ziva could keep his secret, and Jeanne seemed fine with all of it. He was actually starting to feel a lot more comfortable with the whole situation . . . until he got to the bullpen:

"ANTHONY DINOZZO JUNIOR!" He cringed at the use of his full name. "When were you going to tell us?"Abby stalked into the office closely followed by an apologetic looking Ziva. "You have a girlfriend? Why didn't we know?"

"Abby –"

"No," she cut him off, "I don't want to know!" There was a few minutes of silence before Abby threw her hands up and cried, "But why not tell us?" She looked at him expectantly.

"So . . . Am I supposed to answer that?" Abby gave a frustrated cry before grabbing McGee's hand and dragging the very scared computer tech down to the lab. Tony and Ziva watched their retreating forms. The elevator door opened and closed with a ding. Two beats of silence passed before Ziva broke it:

"Tony, I am sorry. We are not supposed to apologize, I know; however, I had no idea that she would react so . . ." She struggled to find the right word. ". . . strongly. She was fine when I left the lab, but when I got in the elevator . . . Well you saw what happened. I do not know. I suppose she took the stairs, yes?"

"Yeah," he said more to himself then to her. She stood there awkwardly for a few minutes as she watched him get lost in his thoughts. Sliding past him and into her chair, she heard him say, "Don't worry about it, Ziva. I'll explain to Abby, but, um, if you get a chance could we talk? Soon?"

"How about lunch?"

"Perfect, Ziva, Thank you."

"DiNozzo, get back to work," Gibbs commanded as he walked into the building, a cup of coffee in hand.

At Lunch

They had agreed to get lunch around noon. After waiting for everyone else to leave for lunch in order to avoid speculation after Abby's outburst, they both grabbed their things and left the building.

They walked to the park, stopping at Tony's favorite pizza place on the way there. Tony bought himself a coffee and Ziva a tea before they found a tree to sit underneath. He opened up the pizza box and they both grabbed a slice. They ate in silence for a few moments, before Tony finally spoke, "Sorry, about keeping Jeanne from you."

"Do not apologize, Tony. It is a sign of weakness," she said with a good natured grin. He let out a small laugh.

"Yes, well, like you said, sometimes an apology is required, so I am sorry."

"Do not worry about it . . . But why did you say I was a teacher?" She knew it was his life, but she still felt a bit bothered and upset that he had lied to his girlfriend about who she was. Is he ashamed of me? She thought, it would not be hard. I am a killer: Cold-blooded, and terrible. Who would ever want to be associated with someone like that?

"I need to keep her safe. If she knew the truth she could get hurt," he lied remembering to look her directly in the eye after what she had told him about body language. Besides, it was the partial truth: He was worried that someone would try and hurt her, but whether he was worried it would be his job or her father, he did not know.

"Oh . . . Well, yes, I guess that is a good reason," she paused thinking it all over. He let out a sigh of relief assuming she was letting it go. "But," she continued, much to his discomfort, "do you not think that she will be upset when she finds out the truth? I mean surely you must tell her at some time."

"Well, yeah, but . . ." he faded off when he realized that he had no answer for her. That was a good point. Would Jeanne understand? Pushing the thought to the back of his head, he responded, "I guess I'll just have to cross that bridge when I come to it."

Ziva simply nodded her head and took a slice of pizza. They sat in silence. They ate and just sat there. Randomly, he remembered his last name. To Ziva he was Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo, but to Jeanne he was Anthony "Tony" DiNardo. That could lead to some serious complications later on.

"Ziva?"

"Yes, Tony?"

"If you ever hear Jeanne call me DiNardo, it's just an inside joke, okay? Please don't worry about it."

"Tony, why would it concern me if you have an inside joke with your girlfriend about you last name or not?"

"I don't know. I just thought I should tell you."

"So, is this the reason that you had all of those calls from the hospital, and went there all the time?"

"Yes," he responded confused. He had known that Ziva had thought he was getting tests done, but why was she checking. "What did you think it was?"

"Honestly, I thought you were having a relapse of the plague."

"You thought I had the plague again?" He felt his stomach twist up in knots and rain down on him as he thought about all of the worry his secrecy must have caused his partner.

"Yes, but it is no longer important." Music began to play in the background as a group of kids pulled out their instruments. He watched her sit there, and close her eyes to listen to the music. Eventually, he stood up and put his hand in front of her. She sensed him move and opened her eyes. A wide smile spread across her face making her eyes shine with delight. Placing her hand in his, she stood up and they started dancing in the middle of the park underneath the tree.

Fifty feet away a silver-haired man bought his twelfth cup of coffee for the day. He paid the man before walking down the sidewalk, and right past the tree that the pair was dancing beneath. He saw them from the corner of his eye and did a double take as he recognized them. He was willing to let it slide that the young man, who was like a son to him, had kept his girlfriend form the team, in fact he was grateful he had kept it out of the office, but this? The man had never imagined that anyone on his team would break one of his rules. They had lied to him. All those times he had asked them about Rule 12 and all those time that they claimed that they would never break; it had been a lie. It was not so much the fact that they had broke his rule that made him angry, but rather the fact that they had lied to him about it that had upset him. He took one deep breath to calm his nerves and then stalked off, swearing to discuss this with them later.

A/N: That's it for this chapter. Short yes, but better than nothing. I am pretty sure we all know who the guy at the end was (even if it was not my favorite scene). Please R&R. :)