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March 2018

Eli knocked on the door of the house. On the other side he could hear his granddaughter's voice.

'He's here, he's here.' The door opened and Eli was almost knocked back by a flurry of brown curls. Senior stood on the other side of the door, laughing. The minute the door opened, Tali had jumped, launching herself at her Saba, wrapping her arms around his neck.

'Tali, be careful' warned Senior.

'Sorry, Saba' said Tali. Eli smiled.

'It is alright, little one. I have missed you.'

'I missed you too, Saba. Have you come see my new brother?' Eli smiled again.

'Yes, I have.' Tali jumped down from Eli's arms, taking his hand.

'Come on then.' She led Eli into the house and into the family room. Ziva was sitting on the couch, a bassinet next to her.

'Abba' she said, sounding happy but tired. She got up and hugged her father.

'How are you Ziva?'

'I am good. Tired. The jump from one child to two is huge. Do you want to meet your grandson?' Eli smiled and they sat down on the couch, Tali hovering. Ziva picked up the baby boy from the bassinet and handed him over to his Saba.

'Have you picked a name?'

'Yes, it is-' began Ziva

'Noah' finished Tali. 'Noah Anthony DiNozzo.'

'Thank you Tali' said Ziva. Tali went back to her toys and colouring. Noah was barely two weeks old, but Tali loved being a big sister. She had told everyone they had met since Noah had been born his full name.

Noah opened his eyes and stared up at the strange man who was holding him.

'Shalom Noah' Eli said quietly. 'I am your Saba.' Tali ran over with a picture she had finished.

'Here you go Saba.' She held it up. There were two humanoid shapes, one of whom had something in its arms.

'That is lovely' said Eli, though Ziva heard the tone in his voice. It was the one that adults use when they're not sure what the child is taking about, or in this case, showing them.

'It's you, me and Noah' explained Tali. 'I made one for Papa and one for Gib as well.'

'Thank you Tali.' Eli was genuinely moved. He was wondering where to put it up in his home. Eli had indeed retired, his ex-lover Orli Elbaz taking over the post. Privately, Eli was impressed and slightly proud with who Orli had become. Eli spent his free time reading and rediscovered an old love for sketching. He also split his time between Tel Aviv, Haifa, and the US.

Eli and Senior spent the rest of the day with Ziva, Tony, Tali and Noah. Eli was staying with them for a couple of nights, before moving into a guest apartment in DC for the remainder of his stay. Ziva loved her Abba dearly, but six weeks with him in the house was going to kill Tony.

After dinner, Tali begged Eli to read her a bedtime story.

'Please, please, please' begged Tali, jumping up and down.

'Ok, Tali. But you need to calm down' said Tony, who was cradling Noah.

Tali led Eli up to her bedroom. It was a typical three-year-old girl's bedroom, though Tali was constantly reminding everyone that she was almost four years old now and was no longer a baby. That broke Tony's heart slightly whenever he heard it.

Ziva leant against the doorframe to her daughter's bedroom, watching Eli read to Tali, her precious Doggy tucked under her arm. Eli finished the story and closed the book.

'Goodnight Tali' he said, kissing her forehead.

'Night, Saba' replied Tali, sleepily. Eli switched the lamp off and joined Ziva in the doorway of the bedroom.

'I am impressed you managed to get her calm enough to go bed' said Ziva quietly as they made their way downstairs. Noah was asleep in the bassinet. 'Takes me and Tony a lot of negotiating every night.'

'Well, I am her Saba' replied Eli. Ziva laughed. 'She is a very bouncy child' he added. Ziva laughed again.

'Yes, we are thinking of taking her to gymnastics lessons. She is four in June.'

'Gymnastics, not ballet?' asked Eli. Ziva stopped for a moment. When they were rebuilding bridges, Ziva had explained that she was hurt when Eli did not attend her dance recitals.

'Maybe' said Ziva, trying not to sound emotional. 'But right now, Tony and I think gymnastics might be a better fit. She might do both one day.'

Noah woke up and started fussing. Ziva went to pick him up, but Eli got there first. He got up, cradling the little baby, shushing him.

'You are OK, little one. Everything is alright.' Ziva smiled as she watched Eli and her son. It made her happy to seem them together.

A lot had happened in the almost four years since Tali was born. Ziva went back to work when Tali was five months old. It was difficult and even though Ziva was no longer an active field agent, the hours were still a little unpredictable. However, Ziva felt uncomfortable leaving Tali, so she started looking for another job. A translating post made available in the Annex was exactly what Ziva had been looking for. The hours were regular and Ziva loved using her language skills. She wasn't in the field, but felt that she was still helping in some way.

Tony stayed as a field agent until Trent Kort reared his bald head again, this time, attacking Ziva and Tali. That was the final straw for Tony, and he resigned from the agency in May 2016. Whilst Tony had every intention to find another job, both he and Ziva loved the fact that one of them was home with Tali. When they decided to have another child, the fact that Tony would be at home with the baby and Tali, was a large contributing factor to their decision making. Tony had occasionally taught a class or two at the FBI training academy in Quantico, or at the police training academies in DC and Baltimore, but right now, his main job was being a dad to Tali, and now Noah. Bottom line, he loved it and wouldn't have any other way.

Noah started to cry louder.

'I think he is hungry' suggested Ziva. Eli handed the baby over to his mother.

'I think I will go to bed then' he said quietly. 'I will see you in the morning.' He kissed the top of Ziva's head.

'Night, Abba'

'Goodnight, my Ziva.'

Eli made his way up to the guest bedroom. Senior had gone back to his place after dinner. He had moved from New York to DC after Tali was born, wanting to be closer to his family. Eli had briefly considered moving to the US after Tali was born, and now that Noah was here, he had briefly considered it again. However, Eli David was Israeli. He would never leave his homeland permanently, though perhaps he should look at purchasing some property nearby, making visiting his beloved family easier.

Ziva finished feeding Noah and then made her way up to the master bedroom. Tony was already in bed, reading on his iPad.

'Everything alright?' he asked. Ziva placed a sleeping Noah in the bassinet next their bed.

'Everything is perfect, Tony' replied Ziva.

That is the last chapter. If anyone wants to read a more detailed Tony/ Ziva/ Tali story, please read Moments. It goes into a lot more detailed.

I had Tony become a stay-at-home-dad. I kinda like him in this role. It suits him.

Hope you enjoyed reading and thank you for all the reviews and everything. It means a lot.