The rest of the family had come down for breakfast, besides Tony's dad and Katy. All Tony's aunties had prepared the breakfast for everyone and it smelt delicious, at one stage Tony's belly made a noise and Ziva just laughed when he tried to make it look as though it wasn't him. Before the rest of the family had arrived downstairs Tony and Ziva had snuck into their room while Tony's dad was still asleep and they retrieved some clothes, they had showered in one of the other bathrooms.

Just as the food was being served to the table Anthony and Katy had entered the room and taken a seat on the table, well away from Tony and Ziva, Francesca had made sure of that. Anthony gave a poor good morning to the table, they all gave a cheery greeting back; Tony ignored it though.

They began the feast, home cooked pastries again, sausages, bacon, pancakes, anything that would be considered breakfast was there. Tony kept his chatting to his end of the table, avoiding any talking with his father, but every now and then Tony would catch his father glaring at him.

Tony could feel himself becoming very agitated and angry, then he felt a soft hand appear on his thigh under the table. He turned his head to the owner of the hand, Ziva. She was calmly smiling at him, and when he focused on her she leant in to whisper in his ear.

"It is ok, just ignore him. Just pretend he is not here, no?" Ziva pulled her face back from his ear to look at his face, he nodded at her

"Yeah I guess you're right, thanks I really need you by my side and I am glad you are" he leant his face towards her and briefly kissed her lips, if you would have blinked in that moment you would have missed it. He would thank her with another kiss later when they were alone and not at the breakfast table with his whole family.

Right after Tony kissed Ziva Anthony smirked, he was just about to say something about it when he saw a very intimidating glare from his sister Francesca, he shut his mouth immediately when she shook her head at him. Francesca had always intimidated him even though she was like ten years younger than he was, he didn't know why she just did.

The rest of the breakfast went casually and smooth, no fuss from Tony's dad yet and he had seemed to stop glaring at Tony for the rest of the time spent at the table. After everyone had cleaned up everyone was heading outside to enjoy the sun on the porch, but before Anthony made it outside Francesca had pulled him back inside, leaving Katy very embarrassed and out of place alone outside with everyone.

Anthony tried to push past his sister but she stood her ground and backed him against the bench in the kitchen so he couldn't escape.

"Now you are going to listen to me and by golly if you don't listen to me you and your 'wife' will be kicked out of the house, I do have the authority and permission" she spoke in a hushed but firm tone. Anthony pulled a face 'as if you can boss me round'.

"You cannot do that, I am older than you so you cannot tell me what to do" he shot back. She smirked so hard at her brother he was nervous.

"Oh, I do don't you worry, I have spoken with Papa on this matter" her smile only grew wider as he swallowed the nervous lump stuck in his throat.

"I am only going to say this once, so open your ears now, because I know you have always ignored me when I have spoken; you know the consequences if you do not" she let out a sigh, this was going to be some discussion.

"To begin with, you have no right to be the father of that wonderful son of yours, so many times have I had to clean up your mess that you had left him in, you are lucky he has grown into a decent man, unlike yourself. All he has done is love you and think the world of you when he was younger, but now you are not so lucky, he is smart and can see right through that fake mask of yours" Francesca was letting every single thing out, not holding back at all. Anthony stood up for himself.

"I clothed that boy, put a roof over his head, I feed him, gave him an education, I have done everything for him" he threw back at her; he was becoming mad with his sister for these accusations. She scoffed in his face

"On the contrary, all that was were you giving money, no love just what you had to do. Remember when you left him in that hotel at eleven years old for two whole days alone! Or the other time when you were meant to pick him up from boarding school in the holidays and you never showed up, I had to get him. Or how about the many sports games and things your son wanted you to be at you never came to, I could go on for days Anthony. You are a selfish man" she was grilling him and he was speechless.

"You never did support him when he became a cop; you never once showed appreciation for his achievements. And now he comes here for the first time in a few years, missing the last few due to being dedicated to his career, and all you do is disrespect him more! He has a wonderful girlfriend Ziva, and I hope she is around for a long time, she is a real woman who deserves to be in this family, not some girl who's father is so rich you will befit in the long run for more money-" she was cut short by him.

"I did not marry Katy for her fathers money-" he got what he dished out back as she in turn cut him off.

"Do not, by Christ interrupt me again you hear me, I will speak my mind with no more interruptions from you. You say you didn't marry that woman out there for money, but brother I have known you all my life and that was certainly a lie. Tony is a gentleman, he let you and Katy sleep in his room as you had no where else, then I hear you were downright disrespectful to them that I found Tony and Ziva on the couch this morning, Tony couldn't bare to stand you after what you had said to him, it was utterly rude and I cannot believe you would say such a thing to your son. I do not want you to do anything disrespectful to anyone in this house until you leave later on and if you do you will be unwelcome in this house ever again. Also you will apologise to your son and Ziva" wow she had held so much of that back over the years it was good to finally let it all out.

Anthony just looked at his sister, she always thought she was boss, he seemly in a calm state walked past her and outside to where everyone was. Francesca followed, she was hoping he was going to finally apologise to his son after all these years.

Tony and Ziva were sitting on the edge of the porch, loving the hot sun of the day and the company of each other and Tony's family. Anthony walked right up to his son standing in front of him with a face that said he was about to say something, so Tony stood up.

"Did you want something?" Tony asked his dad being slightly cold about it. Tony couldn't read his dad's face.

"Yes, I would like to say something to you" Anthony gritted through his teeth.

"Ok, I'm all ears" Tony stood and waited for his dad to continue, as Anthony said his first words he prodded Tony in the chest with his finger, Tony didn't like that too much, but he kept his cool.

"Why do you always go crying to Francesca, maybe she should be your mother, because I sure as don't want you as my son anymore, I tried to make it work, but you just don't care" Anthony spat his words at Tony and Tony couldn't hold back his anger with the words that just left his supposed father's mouth.

"I don't try? When the hell have you ever tried to make this work, what is this a business? No it should work by it's self, you don't make family work, it should just be good, because your meant to care, you never cared for me, you care more for money than you ever did for me!" at Tony's harsh, but very true words Anthony's fist struck Tony's face with a good deal of force for his age. He had had enough of his son, and he needed to be taught when to shut his mouth, well that's what Anthony thought anyways.

When Anthony struck his son it was signing his wish to never be considered as part of this family anymore. Everyone watching this whole charade go down was off their seats in utter shock at what just happened. Tony clenched his face with his hand where his dad had hit him then turned to face him.

"I never loved you, you never were my father, and I never ever want to see you again, don't be expected to be filled in on my life, if I ever get married or have kids you will never know, you are dead to me" Tony shouted at his father, when his hand moved to his father's direction everyone thought he was taking a swing at him. Because Tony had too much heart to stoop to his father's level, he just grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, pulling him back inside the house, as he walked past Katy he spoke up.

"Your 'husband's' leaving now" after that Tony looked towards his auntie, Francesca. He received a nod from her in agreement and that was all he needed.

Everyone followed as he pulled his father to the front door, opening it then shoving him out the door; Anthony stumbled, but kept his footing. Katy followed him out the door on her own account. Tony took one last glare at his former father if you could say it.

"Go and never come back, no one here cares for you. I am better off without you in my life" and then Tony watched as Anthony had nothing to say, he just glared some more of the ever tiring look and turned away, heading to his car to leave. Tony closed the door, turning around Ziva was right at his side and the rest of the family was watching. He looked to Carlo and Odetta, his grandparents they had eyes of approval for him and he knew what he had done, kicking Anthony out of the family, was approved.

There was only one person he wanted to see right now.

Ziva.

His eyes turned to her and he looked deep with her eyes. He didn't move he was frozen and she stepped forward and wrapped him in her embrace. Her arms snaked under his arms and around him holding him tightly to her, her hands slowly caressing his back. She rested her face into the crook of his neck just under his ear so she could whisper to him.

"Tony, you are a strong man, what you just did was one of the hardest things someone would have to do. I am proud of you and I am by your side, here for you and you know that" at her soft, caring words he wrapped his own arms around her, pulling her closer. He buried his head in her long curls, hiding his face from the world. The rest of the family decided to leave the two of them with their privacy and went back outside. And that is that moment, for the first time ever Ziva felt Tony's body begin to shudder and he quietly sobbed against her, then he brought her tighter towards him as his tears filled her hair.

I sort of had a bit of hate for Tony's dad, there's something about him that just bugs me, so… I came up with this idea haha. Hope it wasn't too much for some people, it is how it came out of my silly little mind.

This chapter was dedicated to me ditching school to come home and write it because I was doing nothing at school :D I know it's naughty but I would have just sat in class pondering ideas for the next chapter anyways, not doing work . Win-win I think haha

Thanks to MMWillow13 for the lovely touch ups.

Please don't be hesitant to review your thoughts on the way out thanks. Hundan