A/N: Hmm a little short and I know I suck major for all the short chapters. I'm sorry! Oh and I'mm sorry if it was confusing about who Hannah and cohen are, their Joel's wife and son. So yeah I'm out... enjoy.


Ziva awoke with a start, her hand immediately going to the knife she kept under her pillow. Some one was in her room and not being in the least bit discreet about it they where stumbling around as if they where drunk. She sat up quickly when she felt weight on the other side of the bed and pressed a knife to the stranger's throat. A small gasp escaped from the man and Ziva grinned in pleasure.

"Ziva! It's me.", Tony whispered. Ziva almost laughed in relief she would have hated to have to kill a man for trying to sneak into her bed. That would be really messy.

"What took you so long?", She whispered back pulling the knife from his throat and placing on the dresser closest to her bed.

"Your father, he caught me earlier. I barley got away with saying that I had to use the rest room."

Ziva laughed. "He wouldn't do anything to you because then he would have to deal with me, a very pregnant hormonal assassin."

Tony pretended to think for a moment. "Yes I see, A very dangerous combination." He whispered before pressing his lips against hers and kissing he greedily. She moaned in response and allowed him to push her back on the bed. His hands running down the sides of her body eager to touch every bit of skin he possible could.

"God I missed you." he mumbled into their kiss.

"It's only been about six hours."

"yeah six hours to long." He replied pulling her shirt up over her head and tossing it into a dark corner. He kissed his way down her chest and to her abdomen paying close attention to it. He dipped a thumb in her waistband electing a sharp intake in breath by Ziva who was biting her lip in an attempt not to moan. Just as he began pulling them off her and kissing the newly exposed skin the was a crash in the living room fallowed by voices.

"Shh, Ezar my sister is the lightest sleeper in the world." came Sahara's voice fallowed by a deep laugh.

'And what is your sister going to do?"

Ziva pushed Tony off of her reluctantly and walked to the door. Wearing only her bra and pajama pants. Tony watched as she grabbed her knife and opened the door, right across the hall was, Sahara being kissed in a way that could only lead to one thing by a boy. His hand was up her skirt a little to far and hers where under his shirt.

"Hmm." Ziva said causing the two to jump apart she smiled wickedly at the boy and lightly ran her finger along the blade of her knife "I heard her sister was a totally psycho who castrated boys like you."

Tony almost laughed at that there she was in her bra he pregnant belly sticking out and still the guy's eyes widened in fear of her. Sahara was staring daggers at her sister but Ziva had only eyes for the boy.

"Officer David, metsada .", she laughed quietly offering the boy her hand but he didn't take it his eyes were glued to her knife.

"Your not going to use that are you?", he gulped.

"What this? Nah wouldn't make Sahara very happy now would it?"

"Ezar your such a chicken she wont castrate you calm your ass down." she growled at Ziva, Ziva took Sahara's hand and pulled her into her bedroom motioning for Tony to take care of the boy.

"What the hell do you think your doing Sahara?", Ziva asked in a whisper. "Abba will kill you if he finds out!"

Sahara rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest. "Like you weren't about to do the same thing."

"I am twenty-seven, you're seventeen."

"Thanks for a second I forgot how old I was! and don't even try to pretend that you weren't doing the same exact thing when you were my age!" she replied loudly.

" I wont but regardless you could at least have the decency to do it else where!"

"You didn't!"

"Yeah well I was a lot more stealthy then you."

"Oh don't forget your Abba's favorite he's never get on to his precious metsada agent."

"Your being ridiculous I was never Abba's favorite. Tali was."

And that shut them both up with the mention of their late sister they both looked down solemnly. When Ziva looked back up tears where falling down Sahara's face.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring her into this."

Sahara nodded and wiped her face. "I'm going to bed."

"Night sis."

"Night"