Ok some one had already figured out who Tali was before I had called her Doda. It is basically explained in this chapter.

10points to… tell you at the end.

Ps. NO WAY AM I WRITING IT!!!!!!!

Pps. That was for the evil twins who wanted some really….. well…..teeth.

This chapter was not easy to write because I was surrounded by boys and I kept laughing.

Tony leaned in, his lips millimetres from hers. She closed the gap.

The kiss was slow at first, not wanting to ruin it. It became deeper, more passionate. Pretty soon they had ripped each other's clothes off. After a while Ziva let out a scream she had been holding in. They both froze. 3, 2, 1.

"Ziva? Are you ok?" Tali yelled through the door.

"Yeah, just a bad dream." She called back.

"oh." Tali said quietly, realising what was going on. "Took you long enough!" She yelled in Hebrew though the door. Ziva rolled her eyes and looked back at Tony as Tali went back to her room. Tony was looking at her closely. She looked at him questioningly.

"You're so beautiful." He told her. She blushed, just slightly, but Tony noticed.

"Come on. We should probably get up." Ziva said.

"Shower?" Tony asked seductively.

Half an hour later Tony, Tali and Ziva were all sitting at the table eating breakfast.

"So? What do you want to do today?" Tony asked, trying to break the awkward silence.

"Sure you didn't wear yourselves out?" Tali asked Ziva in Hebrew. Ziva raised her eyebrows. It took her a moment to realise what tali was talking about.

"I told you it was just a bad dream." Ziva reminded her in Hebrew.

"That would be why the shower was turned on once but you both have wet hair?" Tali teased, in English causing Tony to look up in alarm. "By the way, nice hickey." She told Ziva with a smile. Ziva hand automatically went to cover her neck.

"Tell her the truth, she'll never let it go. She's worse than Abby. Anyway, if we tell her we can bargain with her not to tell Gibbs." Tony suggested to Ziva in fluent Italian.

"Bargain how?" Tali asked Tony. An evil smile spread across her lips as Tony looked at her disbelievingly.

"How many languages to you speak?"

"5. English, Hebrew, French, Italian and German." She recited proudly.

"How old are you?"

"14 and 2 months."

"ok." He looked between Tali and Ziva, "There's two of you."

Sorry the chap was short, next one is Jibbs.10 points to heaps of you!! I have been to a shooting range and I'm not sure yelling about terrorist is the best thing to do. God I hate writing sex scenes.