Again, I always appreciate the reviews. I'm happy you liked the last chapter. Hopefully this one will be better though.

Oh, just for clarification in the story, Tony and Ziva's house is one story.

Tony came into the house and put his keys on the table by the door. He looked in the living room to see no one in there. Straining his ears, he listened for any sign of Ziva or Hanah. He smiled when he heard snoring coming from Hanah's room. He opened the child's door to see Ziva and Hanah asleep. The agent quietly closed the door before going to the kitchen to start dinner. He was in the middle of cooking the burger he had in the pan when he felt a pair of arms behind him and before the person kissed him on the neck.

"This could be considered red- light behavior Agent David." Tony jokingly warned. She audibly smirked and whispered, "You wish." He grinned as she took her arms from around him and walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water.

"Have a nice nap?" He questioned as he put the spatula to the side of the pan. Ziva smiled.

"Yes." She answered. "What is for dinner?" She questioned.

"Tacos?" Tony replied. Ziva was about to reply when Hanah came in the room.

"Tacos?" The three- year- old asked rubbing her eyes.

"Yep." Tony said. "You okay with that?" He asked looking at Ziva. She nodded her approval before getting the blender.

"Help?" Hanah questioned. The agents smiled at her.

"Yes tateleh, you can help." Ziva told her.

"What you make?" Hanah asked curiously as Ziva cut tomatoes.

"Salsa." Ziva replied as she put the tomato halves in the blender. "Do you want to put the other tomatoes in?" She asked. Hanah nodded happily. She let the child stand on a chair and put the other tomato halves in the blender.

A little over an hour later, Tony and Ziva were sitting with Hanah in the living room watching a movie. The little girl was glued to Beauty and the Beast, so Tony decided it was safe to talk about the baby with no fear of Hanah hearing.

"We need to tell your father at some point Zi." Tony whispered in her ear. She stared in his eyes wondering what had prompted the conversation he decided to start. Tony realized the question she had in her brain and decided to clarify.

"I mean, he wants to know. He told us this when we got married." Tony said. She sighed really wishing she could find a way around it.

"I know." Ziva replied. "I am just scared to tell him. Especially since it is so soon after we got married."

"If it helps, I have to tell my dad too." Tony told her.

"It does not." Ziva answered. "We should be happier about this yes?"

"You aren't?" Tony asked.

"I am." Ziva replied. "I just do not wish for things to change. I am a little scared." Tony hugged Ziva close to him and kissed her on her forehead.

"I know." He said softly, "I know."

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