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Tony and Ziva woke up the next morning to the sound of pans banging around in the kitchen. The agents quickly got up and quietly went out of the room. Ziva and Tony stared at the scene in front of them. Hanah was standing on a chair by the stove with a spoon in her hand.

"Hanah?" Ziva called. The little girl turned around.

"Hi!" Hanah responded happily.

"What are you doing?" Tony asked with a half scolding tone in his voice.

"Making bwekfast!" Hanah replied, "See!" The little girl motioned the agents to come over to her. Tony and Ziva looked to see a raw egg with shell in the unheated pan. Tony and Ziva stared at each other a moment.

"Next time," Ziva started as she got a paper towel to clean egg yolk that had spilled on the counter, "ask me or Tony for help okay tateleh?" Hanah looked at the adult.

"Why?" The child asked.

"Because you are not old enough to work the stove yet." The agent responded as she proceeded to put the raw egg in the trash.

"What am I big 'nough to do?" Hanah asked as she jumped off the chair.

"You are big enough to put toast in the toaster." Tony told her as he got the bread down and handed it to her. The child eyed the adult suspiciously.

"You are such a David." Tony said smiling as he stood up to move the chair for Hanah. He helped the child put toast in the toaster and butter the bread before Ziva finished cooking the new, shell free, batch of eggs.

Later that day, Tony and Ziva, with little help from Hanah, were cleaning their house.

"Why're we cleaning?" Hanah asked.

"Because Tony's dad is coming to stay with us." Ziva told her. Hanah nodded.

"Why's he coming?" Hanah questioned as the agents now faced the task of cleaning their guest room.

"To drive me insane." Tony muttered as he took a couple boxes from the room into the living room. Ziva rolled her eyes at her husband.

"He wanted to see us." Ziva cheerfully told the child. "Will you help me take these pillow cases and sheets off the bed please tateleh." Ziva asked. Hanah nodded eager to help the adults.

"Zi, we need to figure out what to do with some of this stuff." Tony said when he came back into the room to get another box.

"We will when your father leaves. For now we can put them in the garage. I will help you in a minute." Ziva said, sheets in her arms. "First, Hanah and I need to put these in the wash." Tony smiled before kissing her.

"Okay." He said taking the box toward the garage. An hour later, Tony and Ziva stood in the doorway of the room.

"This looks a lot better." Tony told her.

"Yes it does." Ziva told him. "But, you do know that this bed will not be here much longer."

"Oh come on, we could let him or her sleep on a huge bed." Tony smirked. "Our kid would love it!"

"Yes, being related to you it would." Ziva said. "Our baby is sleeping in a crib."

"The dwyer is done!" Hanah said happily behind the adults. They turned to look at her.

"Okay tateleh. Thank you for telling me." Ziva said. She turned to look at Tony. "Lunch?" She asked. He smiled and followed the girls to the kitchen.

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