Noah crawled up onto the kitchen table top, reaching out a chubby little hand to reach the fruit bowl. Now three years old he could reach everything and was making it known. You could hardly leave the twins alone for five minutes without something terrible happening. Just as he was a brush away from the bowl he felt two firm hands around his waist. He let out a loud cry of protest as he turned to see his big sister. She laughed, kissing his forehead and putting him back of the floor.

"No," She said firmly, passing him a banana, "Mama would kill you if she'd seen that."

He giggled loudly, taking the fruit from her hand and comically trying to peal it. She picked up Isaac from the other side of the room, taking one of his hands in hers and began spinning round and round as if she was waltzing with him. Noah clapped his hands slowly but steadily. Just then Ziva walked in, pealing Noah's banana. Azaleigha burst into fits of laughter over absolutely nothing. Teenage years brought out the childishness in her even more.

"You are still not forgiven," Ziva reminded her.

Azaleigha had been suspended from school after picking after picking a fight with a boy a year older than her. Ziva had secretly been impressed by her guts and fighting ability but the girl had still been grounded for a month, suspended for two weeks. Gibbs had tried to be disappointed in her but he couldn't find it in him. Lily had broken it up. Azaleigha sighed, placing Noah on the table beside Ziva. She had hardly heard the end of it since she had gotton suspended.

"Right well it has been three weeks and five days. Can I walk down to Grandpa Gibbs' house with the boys?" You can call him to check I've arrived in the exact time it takes," She flashed her a classic Dinozzo smile.

"I will be checking up on you. The buggy is under the stairs."

On her way to Gibbs' house she passed the park. She had always loved the park. Unfortunately she hadn't been allowed to visit it since she'd been grounded. Five minutes wouldn't hurt. She could just say a neighbour stopped for a minute to chat. She steered the buggy into the park, helping the two three year olds out. She kept an eye on them as she played on the monkey bars. All they really did was make a big pile of sand in the sand pit. She hadn't even realised she had been there for so long. Quickly she lifted the two back in the buggy, running the whole way to Gibbs' house, hoping her presence hadn't been missed.

"Grandpa Gibbs," She called as she came in.

He came out from the living room, helping the twins out and giving his grandchildren a hug. She relaxed; it seemed she was in for the clear. Just as he disappeared up the stairs the with twins he said,

"Message from Mama, your grounded for another week,"

She dropped onto the settee, letting out a long sigh. She had been so, so close. Any protesting would just result in a longer punishment she so let it go without a fight. Besides it was always great fun in her room with no laptop, iPod or toys. Not.

Tony sauntered in, wrapping his arms around Ziva's waist and reeling her in. They had the house to themselves. He kissed her neck as she smiled. She loved her kids more than anything else in the whole world but she loved time alone with her husband too. Azaleigha, Noah and Isaac were at Gibbs' house and finally they were alone. Only when the kids were away could you really call a day off a day off. He smiled, leading her up to their bedroom. It was time for some adult playtime.

We are all grown up enough to know what happens next so if you don't mind and if you do go find an M rated fic…

Ziva lay in her husband's arms, head rested in the crook of his neck. She could feel him tenderly playing with her hair, her scalp tickling as little threads were pulled. She could barely remember a time without her family nor did she really want to.

"Tony," She whispered, voice hushed, "We didn't use a condom."

"Well unless you've been unfaithful to me," He laughed as if it was the most absurd thing in the world, kissing her softly, "we don't have a problem."

"And if I'm pregnant again," She burrowed into him.

"It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. Would it?" He looked her straight in the eye. He was being completely honest with her. He loved his children and he wouldn't mind more. Tony just didn't want to try. If it happened it happened. It was something unspoken between them, it always had. When they first got married all they needed was a look. They didn't need to have the conversation just if it happened they would be overjoyed. If it didn't they wouldn't be to disappointed what with Ziva's past and all. She smiled, holding it tight and looking away.

Her voice was soft and brutally honest. "No. No it wouldn't,"

You may have noticed I have changed the rating. I'm just being careful. Thanks :)