Didn't have school today so I thought I'd try to catch up on my updating a little bit.

Hope you like.

Ziva's POV

"Can I come over tonight? I'll bring dinner." I offered quietly as I leaned over Tony's desk, pretending to show him an email.

"Yeah. I'd like that." He paused. "I'll just have to get rid of my father for the evening.

I leaned back and though for a moment. "Do you remember when that Larry man down in computer repair offered to watched Paine for you? I'm sure she'd be willing to take your father off your hands instead..."

Tony smirked and sighed. "First, it's Lori. Second she only offered so that I'd asked her out. If I don't she'll wonder why."

I waved my hand to dismiss the fact that there was another woman flirting with my man before getting back to the subject at hand. "So he's out?"

"Yes, she's out."

"Oh well..."

"But..." He trailed off before reaching for his phone and dialing. "I do know someone else that offered to babysit and doesn't expect anything from me."

"Who?" I asked with a frown.

"Palmer!" Tony barked harshly into the receiver. "I want you up and standing in front of my desk pronto! That means now, Palmer!" And with that he slammed the phone down and grinned up at me. "He's perfect."

"You are so..." I trailed off when he shot me his biggest 'I'm cute and there is nothing you can do to resist me' look. "Well, you know what you are."

Tony's POV

"Yes, Tony?" Palmer asked nervously?

I folded my hands under my chin and stared up calmly at the man. "Do you remember when you offered to babysit any time I needed it?"

Palmer sighed and he relaxed in relief. "Oh, yeah. Wow, I thought you were going to make me do something really hard. All you want me to do is babysit Paine!"

"No... when you offered to babysit you didn't specify who your offer included... or excluded." I grinned and stood.

"So I'm not babysitting Paine?" Palmer asked slowly, his eye brows scrunching in confusion.

"Nope. Be at my house at four to pick up you charge or you'll regret it." I whispered menacingly into his ear and patted him on the shoulder. "Right now I've got to go pick up my son from daycare!" I said loudly and cheerfully.

I walked unhurriedly towards the elevator knowing that the man wouldn't recover from his confusion until I was long gone.

"Wait!" I heard him shout just as the elevator doors slid to a close.

I burst into loud peels of laughter inside the empty metal box. I managed to finally stop my histerical noise just before the elevator doors opened and my son was thrust into my arms.

"Hurry! Close the doors before the evil little fire breathing mongrels- I mean, the precious little dears get free!" The young man that had handed me my son screamed, his voice rising in panic.

"Got it." I replied without looking at the man as I rushed to hit the 'close door' button.

"Thank God!" The man hollered as the doors slid safely closed without any of the 'evil fire breathing mongrels' escaping.

"I'm glad you're not like that." I told Paine as I step out of the metal box and headed for the parking lot.

My son just stared up at me with a look that said, 'just you wait dad, give me a few years to grow up and I'll be even worse!'

"I bet you will. I know I was." I replied without even meaning to.

Palmer's POV

"So... Mr. DiNozzo, what are you getting?" I asked Tony's father instead of his infant son.

"Hmm, I think I'll try the Atlantic Salmon with the lobster dip as my side. What about you, sonny boy?" He asked me and I only stared. "No need to worry, boy, I won't bite." He smile and I tried to relax. Unfortunately when you're sweating bullets it is really hard to think about anything but the person you're 'babysitting'.

"So, a, what do you think Tony and Paine are doing tonight?" I asked nervously when the waiter left after getting my order from DiNozzo Senior instead of me.

"Oh, I bet I know what my son is doing." And he chuckled. "I'd also bet that my grandson is sleeping right about now."

I could only nod and wonder what he meant.

"My son tells me that you usually won't shut up."

"I, a, well," I stuttered nervously. "I guess you could say that's true."

"Well then why don't you tell me about yourself. You got a girlfriend?"

"Yeah," I smiled like an idiot, unaware that I was doing so. "She absolutely great."

"Good, good. Every man deserves a nice girl." Tony's father said and patted my hand the lay on the table.

A few moments later the food arrived and we both dug in. And at the end of the meal Tony Senior slipped out to 'use the restroom' and never returned, leaving me to pay the bill.

Ziva's POV

I rolled off of Tony and sighed. "Hungry?"

"Na... how do you think Palmer's doing with my dad?"

"I think he's scared out of his mind for absolutely no reason... like always."

"Yep, you're probably right." Tony agreed and leaned forwards just enough to catch sight of his alarm clock.

"Think my dad is going to make him pay?"

Smartly, I didn't answer, knowing Tony really didn't want one.