Following Your Line Of Sight

Kate, Ziva, and Jeanne put their hands up in defense before shouting, "We didn't do it!"

Jenny opened her mouth to say something, but it never came.

"Alright, so…"

"Jethro!" Jenny shouted again.

"Alright, come on let's go." Gibbs said as he tried to help his wife up.

"Well, what about us?" Jeanne asked.

"You know, I think we'll just go to Alexi's for a little bit." Ziva said quietly as she grabbed both of Kate and Jeanne's arms and pulled them over to the side.

"Pack a bag, and don't look back." Ziva whispered.

"What do you mean?" Jeanne asked.

"She means that if you want to live to see tomorrow, pack anything and everything. Remember, mom doesn't handle pain well." Kate whispered.

"Jethro!"

"Just grab anything." Ziva hissed as she forced open her window.

Kate swept her whole arm across her desk and dumped everything into a book bag and Jeanne rushed back into the room with her spare book bag on her shoulder.

"What are you doing? Why can't we go through the front door?" Jeanne asked.

"Mom's gonna get pissed because we're in the way." Kate replied as she shrugged on her book bag.

"Is this safe?"

Ziva nodded, "Yeah I do it all the time."

She glanced back at Kate, "Shut up."

Kate rolled her eyes and handed Ziva her book bag, before Ziva walked across their roof carefully until she hopped over to The Matthew's roof and knocked on the attic door.

Asher opened the door cautiously, but smiled when he saw her.

"And she does this at night?" Jeanne asked quietly.

Kate nodded, "I could tell me more, but you know, this is Ziva we're talking about."

Ziva beckoned them to follow and Kate did without hesitation, Jeanne was the battle.

"Jeanne, come on. There's like a foot's distance between the two houses, you're not gonna fall. And if you do…" Kate trailed off before Ziva nudged her muttering, "We're not that lucky."

"Can't I just go through the front door, or even the back door?" Jeanne asked.

"Stop being a sissy." Ziva called.

Asher chuckled and walked closer to the edge of the roof, and held out his hand, "Come on, I got you." He said in a comforting tone.

Jeanne looked at his hand and then back at his eyes.

"Seriously, I won't let you fall." Asher promised.

Jeanne slowly took her hand with his and he glided her over, his hand on the small of her back.

"Alright, now that the Olympics are over I'm going inside." Ziva said as she ducked in with Asher quickly following.

Kate smirked and turned to whisper in Jeanne's ear, "Remember, he's Israeli territory."


"Asher! Down on the floor!" they heard Ziva cry as their son swung her around on the basketball court.

Mr. and Mrs. Matthews had always been like another set of parents to the three girls, Ziva, in particular.

Drake, Alexi and Asher's father, was a work-at-home architect.

While Dakota, their mother, was a pastry chef at her own bakery.

"I think he likes her." Mr. Matthews whispered to his wife that night while she put away dishes from the dishwasher.

Mrs. Matthews shook her head, "Men and women can just be friends, Drake." She told him.

The man chuckled and went to check on the other children.

"You cheater!" Kate shrieked

"You forget, I have a brother, who always rubs in my face that he's two minutes and forty-five seconds older than me." Alexi laughed.

Alexi's father leaned against the finely crafted doorframe and looked between the two teenagers,

"And what exactly are you two doing?" he asked.

"It's a long story dad, and you're not that young." Alexi said, not taking her eyes off the screen.

"Alexi Juliet Matthews!" he father said.

"Yes...Dad, it's a teenage thing." Alexi said quickly.

Mr. Matthews glanced at the TV screen before picking up the video game case, "Call of Duty?"

Alexi nodded, "Yeah, Uncle Julius gave it to me."

Kate laughed, "Was your whole family like conceived in a theater?"

Alexi glared at her father, "Don't you dare answer that."

Mr. Matthews chuckled and glanced over at Jeanne, who was texting somebody on her cell phone.

"Jeanne, you okay? You've been a little quiet."

Jeanne looked over at him, "I'm fine." She nodded.

He nodded and went back into the kitchen just as Asher and Ziva walked in.

"Hey, dad? Can we order a pizza?" Asher asked breathless.

Mr. Matthews smirked, "Already done."

Asher grinned, "Pepperoni and sausage?"

He nodded again.

"You know me so well."

"You're my son; I should know you very well." Mr. Matthews said, and Asher rolled his eyes.

"Favorite Place?" Asher questioned.

"Bora Bora." Mr. Matthews said with a speedy comeback.

"Favorite…movie star?" Asher asked again.

"Cote De Pablo." Mr. Matthews said smugly.

"Who?" Ziva asked.

"Oh, you wouldn't know her." Asher said quickly before looking at his father.

"You know, Ash, she kinda looks like her." Alexi said as she leaned against the doorframe.

"Hold on, Lex… This is the ultimate question. What's my favorite color?"

Mr. Matthews shook his head, "Zebra print, with a hint of purple."

"Is that even a color?" Ziva asked.

"No." Alexi said as she handed her a soda.

"Yes it is, in twin world."

Ziva rolled her eyes, "Asher, you're a pain sometimes."

Asher grinned, "That's my job in life."

"So…dad just called me, which was shocking considering mom should have broken his hand by now…"

"That far along huh?" Alexi asked.

Kate shook her head, "Just the opposite. She's like four and a half centimeters, nor something like that."

"So, have your parents decided on a name for your little sister?" Mrs. Matthews asked.

"Yeah, Brett Alyzabeth." Ziva said.

"Beautiful." Mrs. Matthews murmured.

"Alright, come on Ziva. Kate, let's go pick out a movie to watch." Alexi said.

"Don't you guys have school tomorrow?" Kate asked.

"Nope. Cause it's progress report time and they take three days off." Asher explained.

Ziva groaned and looked over at her friend, "God, I miss that school."


"Guys, pizza's here!" Mr. Matthews called up the stairs.

"We'll be right there!" Alexi called as she and Ziva lugged down a purple papasan chair from her room into the living room at a quarter past eight.

"Who wants what?" Mrs. Matthews said as she set out five plates.

"Zeev, you want ranch on the side or cinnamon?" Asher asked he slapped down two pieces.

"How do you know about the cinnamon thing?" Jeanne asked.

Asher grinned, "How do you know about it?"

Jeanne furrowed her eyebrows at him, "I live with her."

Asher nodded, "Sure you do..."


"Look, five teenagers watching Toy Story 3." Mrs. Matthews said as she peeked in.

"Sh! Mom." Alexi whispered. "This is the best part."

"You think every part is the best part." Kate said.

Alexi kicked her leg and then a giant popcorn fight erupted; only Jeanne did not join in.

"Hey, if you make it, you clean! It's eleven at night and some people are trying to get some work done!" Mr. Matthews called.

"Sorry Dad!" the twins called.

Mrs. Matthews rolled her eyes and walked upstairs, leaving the teenagers to clean up their mess.

"Alright, I'm tired." Asher said as he brushed himself off.

"Me too." Kate said.

Alexi looked back to see Jeanne passed out on the couch and Ziva asleep in one of the chairs.

Asher grinned, "Oh, some many pranks I could pull." He whispered as he picked up a popcorn cornel and leaned closer to Ziva.

"Touch me and die."

Asher's immediately dropped the cornel and grinned, "Ookay."


"So, let me get this straight." Alexi said as she folded up a blanket.

"Let's." Kate said.

"So, you, Ziva, Jeanne made a pact to not have any more fights?" Alexi asked.

Kate nodded, "Yeah."

"But we're girls! We're supposed to fight!" Alexi whispered as she and Kate walked up stairs.

"Yeah, but you know, parents they get mad when we fight so…"

Alexi nodded, "Yeah, me and Asher only play fight. Unless I punch him again and break his arm."

Kate laughed, "I remember that."

"Hold on, let me see if we have that cast." Alexi said as she opened the door to her brother's room.

She pulled her head back and out and grinned.

"What?" Kate asked.

Alexi grabbed her arm and they both slipped into the dark room.

The TV was on, but nobody was watching it.

The two teenagers who occupied seemed to be curled up under the covers, fast asleep.

"Do you think-" Alexi started and Kate cut her off.

"I don't even wanna-"

Sploosh!

"What the hell!" Alexi shouted as she moved her now soaked hair from her face.

"Yeah." Kate breathed as he looked at the other two smiling teenagers, bucket in hand.

"Alexi, watch your language." Ziva playfully scolded in a motherly tone as she waggled her finger before she and Asher high-fived each other as they set the buckets down on the floor.

"What the hell is wrong with you two?" Kate asked.

Ziva grinned, "Everything."

"I'm gonna take that bucket and beat you upside the head with it." Alexi grumbled as she attempted to reach for it when Asher blocked her path.

"Oh know you don't. I'm not going back to that hospital again; we're already on a first name basis with the ER doctor." Asher said quickly as Alexi punched his chest.

Alexi smirked and stopped her blows, "Then maybe he'll adopt you."

Asher rolled her eyes, "He'd be happy to take me; I mean who else do you know that looks that good?"

"Well, not for long." Alexi argued as she continued to bully her brother.

"Any particular reason you guys decided to drench us?" Kate asked as she ringed out her hair.

Ziva shrugged, "No. Not really, we were kinda bored. Toy Story 3 isn't as interesting the fourth time at 2 AM." Ziva emphasized.

Kate rolled her eyes, "You guys are so annoying when you two are together it should be a law that neither of you two be in the same-"

"Hey! Hey!" Mr. Matthews shouted as he opened the door.

"What!" Alexi shouted.

"I was actually talking to Kate and Ziva," Mr. Matthews said and looked at the sister duo.

"Yes?" Ziva said.

"It's a girl…"

"Why do I think there's a but? Is there a but?" Kate asked rather quickly.

"Everybody has a butt." Asher commented.

Ziva shooed him off, "What's the but?"

"It's a boy too…"


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