A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update. I was trying to update for the past four days, but school just ate me up and refused to spit me back out. Right now, actually, I should be in bed. It's only nine, but I have to wake up super early. Gah. I can't wait until Friday.

I think I need to address this: A lot of people are saying that Ziva is OOC, and that she wouldn't let Daisy do her job. Some people are speculating as to why she is like this. I just want to say that stuff will be explained soon about why she is like this, and why everyone is like this. I know I've said this a couple times, but I promise that soon I will have the backstory for all of this. I'll try. I just... I know she's kind of OOC.

This was a fun chapter to write. I started this on Sunday, while watching the Packers and Cardinals in an amazing game of overtime, a tied score of 45, and one play that just crushed my dreams of having the Packers go to Superbowl. Oh well. I'm rooting for the Saints and Viking's to go to Superbowl. PARTY! Ha. On another note, I finished this while watching American Idol (I MISS PAULA!)

Daisy spent her morning chasing Noah around, trying to understand his three-year-old babble. He walked from one room to the next, saying something about this, and something about that. Eventually, she picked him up and put her hand over his mouth.

"Calm down sweetie. Really, I feel like I'm running a mile." She said, and Noah nodded. He wiggled out of her arms and hit the ground running. Daisy had to laugh as he kept running wildly from room to room. She moved to follow him, giving up on their impromptu game of chase. She found him sitting on the floor in front of the DVD's, running his finger of the spines. She knew he had memorized all of the DVD's, and what they were about. Suddenly, he grabbed Aladdin and held it up above his head.

"Do you like this movie?" He asked, serious in a matter of seconds. Daisy picked up the movie, smiling.

"Yes, I do. I love it, actually. I love all Disney movies." She said as there was a knock at the door. Making sure that Noah was completely immersed in the array of DVD's, she walked over to the door. She didn't bother to look through the peep hole as she unlocked the two locks and threw the door open. She wasn't surprised to see Tony DiNozzo standing there.

"You must be Daisy." He said, and she nodded. How he knew her name was a mystery to her. Then she realized she was wearing a daisy pin. Smiling, she looked back to Noah.

"And you must be Tony. Hold on a sec. Noah." She said, turning to look at him. He was holding The Princess Bride in his mouth, along with Lion King and Lady & The Tramp in his hands. She watched as he put them away in their spots and got up, pulling his pants with him. He needed a belt.

Noah's face lit up when he saw his biological father standing in the doorway. He walked up to Tony's leg, grabbing it. Daisy knew that was Noah's speak for "pick me up", but she guessed Tony would learn that. He reached down and picked up Noah.

"Hey Noah."

Daisy wasn't a wise person, at least, she didn't think so. She had never thought of herself as someone who was overly observant, just enough to get herself places. Ziva always told her otherwise, but she never agreed. However, at the moment, she knew Tony was nervous. She could see it in his semi-tired eyes. And the way his hands moved to hold Noah. Noah didn't care. He was comfortable with just about everyone.

"Hi." Noah said, reaching up and touching Tony's cheek. He patted the stubble there, his little mind working. She could see him trying to understand what was all over his father's face.

"What do you want to do?" Tony asked, and Daisy smiled at them both.

"Ziva told me that wherever you guys go, I am to go with you." Daisy said, and Tony nodded.

"I didn't expect you to stay here." He said quietly, looking at Noah. Noah was examining Tony, his small eyes looking over every aspect of the mans face. His hands were on the stubble still, and he seemed to be rubbing it. Tony laughed slightly, touching Noah's hand.

"Hey, that tickles." Tony said. Smiling, Noah rubbed Tony's cheek a little faster.

Daisy couldn't help but smile as the pair got into a playful argument, Noah insisting on rubbing Tony's cheek as they made their way out the door.

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Daisy watched from across the table at Subway as Noah chewed on the simple sandwich he had ordered. Tony sat next to him, eating a much larger sandwich but with the same facial expression as Noah. They both looked concentrated on their food, and they were each holding the food the same way. Daisy smiled as Noah reached over and took a small piece of meat falling out of Tony's sandwich.

"Hey, what was that for?" Tony asked, smiling at Noah. He had considerably loosened up as their day went on, and now Daisy knew she was seeing the usual Tony DiNozzo.

"You have a different kind than me." Noah said, chewing on the roast beef. Noah had the usual turkey, and was surprised that there were so many different lunch meats.

"You should ask." Tony said, surprising Daisy. She was about to open her mouth and say the same thing, but instead Tony seemed to slip into a disciplinary role over Noah. She smiled despite her surprise, chewing on her bag of chips.

"Okay." Noah said, putting his sandwich down. "Can I have some meat?"

Tony smiled, putting his food down and pulling some meat out. He put it on Noah's tray, and the boy smiled.

"Thank you." He said, picking it up carefully.

"You're welcome." Tony said with a smile. They went back to eating, and Daisy kept watching. She was learning a lot of things today. She was about to grab another chip when nature called her, and she smiled at Noah.

"I'll be right back. I have to use the restroom." She said, and Noah nodded. A piece of roast beef fell on his chin, and before Daisy could reach over Tony had it wiped off. She smiled while getting up and heading for the bathroom. When the door shut, Noah turned to Tony.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked, sipping on his juice box. Tony nodded, taking a bite of his sandwich.

"Sure." He said through a full mouth, and Noah scrunched up his nose.

"Mommy say's you're not supposed to eat with your mouth full." He said, almost scolding Tony. Tony laughed, swallowing.

"Your mother is a smart person." Tony said sincerely, and Noah nodded.

"Well, I wanted to know… why did you leave?" Noah asked nervously. He knew the subject was touchy for his mother, and he wasn't sure about his father. He was honestly hoping that he'd get more information. He knew some of the facts, and after hearing the argument Tony and his mother had he wanted to know more.

"It's… very complicated bud." Tony said this half-heartedly, almost as if he didn't know where to start.

"I don't care." Noah said, sitting up straighter. He looked at his dad, staring right into his eyes. Tony felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's also a long story." Tony said, and Noah glared at him. Tony smiled, ruffling up Noah's hair a little.

"Are you sure you want to know?" Tony asked, and Noah nodded. He got off his chair, climbing up into his father's lap with a confident smile on his face.

"Yes." Noah said. Tony sat there, surprised. He didn't know what to do with Noah. He was honestly stumped. Carefully, he put his arms around Noah.

"I made a mistake." Tony said quietly, not noticing that Daisy had sat back down.

"Your mother and I talked about many things, including kids. I told her that I wanted to be in a more serious relationship, like marriage, before we even thought seriously about having kids. We had been dating for… three years when your mother got pregnant. I didn't know until she was five months, or way along." Tony explained in the smallest terms he knew. Noah pursed his little lips, looking up.

"That makes sense. But, why did you leave?"Noah asked. He was surprised when Tony's eyes darkened, and Noah felt uneasy. Tony cleared his throat.

"That is a story… for another time."

Noah pouted, and looked at Daisy.

"Ready to go?"

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Tony pushed Noah higher on the swings, and Noah squealed as he went higher and higher. Tony could only smile as Noah's squeals brought him happiness. He slowed Noah down a little, that feeling that his son would go flying over the bar and die settling in.

"Higher!" Noah said, looking backwards. Tony could see his impatience. Smiling, Tony stopped Noah completely.

"Higher what?" Tony said, and Noah crossed his arms.

"Higher please?" Noah said, and Tony smiled. Pushing the swing, Noah flew up into the air. He held tight onto the chains, and smiled as he flew through the air. When the swing stopped and Tony lifted Noah up, Noah was smiling widely.

"That was fun." Noah said, and Tony nodded.

"Very fun." He said, lifting Noah up so he was on his shoulders. Noah squealed again, his smile widening as Tony walked back to where Daisy was sitting reading a book. Halfway there, Noah grabbed Tony's hair and bent down so he was half looking into Tony's eyes.

"I'm having fun."

"I'm glad."

"Can we do this again daddy?"

Tony stopped walking, looking up at Noah. Yet again, Noah was surprising him. He didn't expect Noah to suddenly call him dad, or even daddy. He had rarely called his father daddy, and he knew little people who did. Smiling up at Noah, he nodded. He didn't want to ruin this again.

"Yes, yes we can."

A/N: Any mistake are my own. I need a beta.

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