"Is it good?" Ziva asked with a smile, standing next to Sarah as she sat at the kitchen table.

"Mm-hmm." Sarah mumbled chewing on an Oreo cookie.

Ziva ran her hand along the top of Sarah's head and down the length of her hair, "I will be right back, okay?"

Sarah nodded and smiled.

Ziva walked out of the kitchen, Tony was sitting in his recliner, his head was down, "Tony." He looked up at her, "Why did your father tell her that we broke up?"

Tony groaned, "Why do you think? Savannah. How else could he continue with his con. He can't wine, dine and rob her blind with a child around."

"To leave a young child with someone who is basically a stranger, though?" Ziva shook her head, not understanding.

"I won't let this happen, not again." Tony sprang to his feet moving past Ziva and into the kitchen, he pulled out a chair from the kitchen table and sat down next to Sarah.

"Would you like a cookie?" Sarah asked, holding out an Oreo towards him.

Tony smiled, taking the cookie, "Thanks." He took a deep breath, Ziva placed her hand on his shoulder, squeezing it. He placed his hand on top of hers holding it, "So, Sarah."

Sarah looked at Tony and smiled, milk was dripping down her chin, cookie crumbs all over the front of her pink and white dress.

"Heh. " Tony sat down the cookie, picking up a napkin, he wiped her chin and brushed the crumbs off her dress, "You eat like I do."

"Do not listen, Sarah." Ziva said, "He's far worse."

Sarah laughed, then finished off her last cookie.

"So, what do you do for fun?" Tony asked Sarah.

"I like games."

"Hide and seek." Ziva smiled.

Tony's eyes moved to Ziva, then back to Sarah, "We can play that."

"Really?" Sarah's eyes lit up, she started to get up.

"Not now." Tony said, but she ran out of the kitchen, "Sarah."

"Count to 100!" Sarah called out, looking for somewhere to hide.

Tony stood up, looking at his watch, "Sar..." He started to speak.

Ziva grabbed his hand, "Five minutes is not going to kill us." She stated with a smile.

Tony nodded, "One, Two, Three, Four." He began counting.

"Turn around!" Sarah said, grabbing Ziva's hand, "You're hiding, too!"

"I am?" Ziva replied, getting pulled out of the kitchen.

Tony turned around and continued his counting..."95...96...97...98...99...ready or not, here I come, 100!" He stepped out of the kitchen and surveyed the living room. He moved towards the door, looking behind the furniture, but neither were there. He turned towards the closet, he knocked on it, listening closely, "Knock, knock."

"Who's there?" Sarah said.

"I."

"I who?"

"I tricked you!" Tony opened the door.

Sarah jumped out, running towards the bedroom, "You gotta catch me!" She laughed.

"Catch you?" Tony laughed, "What this is, hide and seek and then tag?"

Tony made his way to the bathroom, he checked it, but it was empty, he walked through the door into the bedroom, "I know you're both in here, but...where? Hmm." He rubbed at his chin. He yanked open the closet door, Sarah jumped out again, but this time he caught her, tickling her.

Sarah started giggling.

"I got you! Give up?"

"No!" Sarah answered through her giggles.

He continued to tickle her until she finally gave in, "Yes!"

"Good." Tony squatted in front of her, "So, wanna help me find, Ziva?"

"I can't do that, that would be cheating." Sarah leaned forward, "She's under the bed." She whispered.

Tony crawled over to the side of the bed, "Knock, knock." He smirked, seeing if it would work for a second time, but it didn't. He lowered his chest to the ground and raised the skirt on the bed, but Ziva wasn't there.

"Now!" Ziva yelled.

Sarah jumped on Tony's back as he started to get up, dropping him back to the floor. She bounced up and down, laughing, "Pony ride!"

Tony just lied there, silent and motionless.

"Tony?" Ziva said, falling to her knees next to him, she lowered herself down, gently turning his head towards her, his lips moved, she raised her upper body, placing her hand on Sarah's shoulder, "Okay."

Tony pushed himself off the floor, raising Sarah into the air. He turned around and crawled across the bedroom imitating the horse as Sarah bucked on his back, giggling the whole time. He stopped at the door, "The ride ends here, it's time to go little lady."

Ziva lifted Sarah off Tony's back and they left the bedroom. He fell flat on his face letting out a deep groan, reaching for his back, in excruciating pain.

The elevator dinged, Ziva stepped off, followed by Tony with Sarah on his shoulders, "This is the squad room." They made their way over to the bullpen, Abby was draped over McGee, hugging him, while he sat at his desk.

"This is Abby and Tim, Sarah."

Sarah waved, "Hi!"

"That dress, she's Strawberry Short-Cake!" Abby cheerfully exclaimed.

"You watched that, too?" McGee asked.

Tony glared at McGee, "Really?"

"Yeah, I have a sister, remember."

"Hey, that show was great, that and My Little Pony and Rainbow Brite!"

"I always loved GI Joe." Ziva added.

"Of course you did." Tony, McGee and Abby spoke together.

"What are those?" Sarah asked, not knowing what they were talking about.

"They're cartoons, sweetie." Abby said with a smile, "You know, what you watch on Saturday mornings."

"I'm not allowed to watch TV." Sarah replied, "Mommy said it will make me stupid."

"Well, your mommy s..." Abby started.

"Is so lucky to have you." Ziva said, taking a hold of Sarah's hand and smiled up at her.

"Okay, I'm gonna finish giving her the tour, then I'll be heading out." Tony announced, "McGee, I want you and Ziva to go to the Tiny Jewelry Box on Connecticut. Oh, by the way, did you find out anything talking to his squad mates?"

"Negative, Boss." McGee answered, "Grimes is still gathering information, he'll be here later today."

"Good." He tilted his head back, seeing Sarah looking down at him, "Ready to go?"

"Yeah!"

"Say goodbye."

"Goodbye!" Sarah waved again.

"Bye bye." McGee and Abby waved to her.

Ziva let go of Sarah's hand, letting it slide through her fingers, "See you later."

"It's time to meet Ducky and the Autopsy Gremlin, so we'll need to be going to that elevator over there." Tony remarked, moving towards the far elevator. Almost guiding him by pulling on his hair in the direction he was going, "This is our second elevator, it's Ella's twin brother, Vator."

Ziva smiled as she watched them disappear into the elevator.

"She doesn't get to watch TV? You were right, Ziva, she is a bitch."

"Yes, but she does not need to know it, Abby."

"You're right." Abby nodded, understanding.

McGee rose from his chair, "Lets go, Ziva."

McGee handed a older man behind a glass case two photos of the watch, one of it's front and one of it's back, the letters E-A-P was engraved on the back, "Do you have the watch here?" The man asked, examining the photos.

"No, it's evidence, is there anything you can tell me about it?" McGee answered, the offered up another question.

"I know everything about it." The man spoke, "I ordered it."

"So, Eugene Poole?" Ziva inquired, "You ordered it for him?"

"Who?" The man asked, "What is this on the watch?"

"Blood." McGee responded.

"Such tragedy."

"Yeah, the man died."

"No, I was talking about the watch." Tim and Ziva looked at one another, shaking their heads, "You don't know what you have here, do you?"

"Why do you think we are here, Sir?" McGee stated.

"This is a 2009 platinum diamond pearlmaster, the meteorite."

"Meaning?"

"It's worth two hundred and fifty-thousand."

"Dollars?" A shocked Ziva said, "For a watch?"

"Yes."

"And who did you order it for?"

"Ethan Anthony Parker."

Ziva squinted at the man, "Who?"

"I don't know, he always paid in cash, he's one of my best customers."

"Do you have surveillance tape of this man?"

"No, we take our clients privacy very seriously, we destroy the recordings nightly."

"What does he look like?"

"He's Caucasian, about six foot, medium build, always has facial hair, late 30's, early 40's." He circled around his mouth and chin with his fingers, showing what kind of facial hair the man had.

"Any kind of accent?" Ziva questioned.

"Not that I recalled, sounded American to me."

"How do you contact him?" McGee asked.

"I don't, he contact me, always."

McGee pulled a card from his inside jacket pocket, "If he contacts you again, contact us."

The man nodded, taking the card.

"Leroy!" Jackson Gibbs shouted out the back door.

Gibbs spun his head around from digging in the dirt, "What is it Dad?"

"Just me." Tony said.

"It's not even been two days, Tony and you're already here for help?"

"Yeah, but I don't need help with work, Boss."

Gibbs dropped his spade and got up, brushing at his knees, "Is this about you and Ziva?"

"No."

"Don't tell Vance about you two, teammates can date or even be married, but a supervisor can't date someone under them, he'll have to transfer one of you out."

"Huh, good to know, but that's not why I'm here."

Gibbs rubbed at his dirt stained hands, "Yeah?"

"I kinda need a babysitter."

"A what?"

"Sarah." Tony called out, she came running around the side of the house.

As soon as Gibbs saw her, thoughts of Kelly jumped into his mind.

Sarah was holding onto Tony's leg, "Sarah, this is my boss, he's one of my best friends, his name is..." He looked at Gibbs and didn't know what to say.

Gibbs walked over to them, he knelt down, smiling, "I'm Gibbs."

"Gibbs?"

Gibbs nodded, "Yeah and your name is Sarah?"

Sarah nodded and gripped onto Tony's leg tighter.

"He's not going to hurt you." Tony remarked, "And I hear he makes a mean peanut butter and jelly sandwich."

Sarah smiled, letting go of Tony's leg, she walked over to Gibbs, "Are you going to be watching me?"

Gibbs looked up at Tony who shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, do you like digging in dirt? Building boats?"

Sarah scrunched her nose and shook her head no.

"Maybe she can play with Frank's grand-daughter?" Tony suggested.

"They left yesterday." Gibbs moved his arm up, but stopped before touching Sarah, "How about Candyland?"

Sarah grinned at the thought of candy, "Yeah!" She jumped into Gibbs chest, hugging him. Gibbs held his arms out and slowly started to close them around her, finally embracing her.

"Thanks, Gibbs." Tony knelt down, so he could talk to Sarah, face to face, "Sarah, I have to go now, we'll be back to get you later, okay?"

Sarah exchanged Gibbs for Tony, hugging him, "Say hi to Ziva for me."

"I will." Tony moved to his feet, gently pinching her cheek, "Be good." Sarah waved at him as he walked backward, before turning and leaving.

The elevator dinged, Tony stepped off. McGee shot up from his chair, "You're not going to believe this, but that watch, it costs..."

"Two hundred and fifty thousand." Tony stated.

"You knew?" Ziva spoke up.

"I looked it up on the net yesterday, there's no way a Marine could afford even a five thousand dollar Rolex, what did they tell ya?"

"It was ordered and paid for in cash by a guy named Ethan Anthony Parker." McGee revealed.

"Did you guys find anything out about him?"

"Nope and the jewelry store destroys all of their surveillance videos after each business day."

"Aww, to be rich." Tony said, moving to his desk, "Description?"

"White guy, facial hair, 6 feet, late 30's, early 40's."

The elevator dinged, "Du-Nozzo." A man spoke in an English accent.

Tony looked towards the voice, "If it isn't the world's biggest douchebag, Trent Kort."

Trent sighed, "Still holding a grudge?"

"Yeah, about the size of Alaska."

"That's going to kill you one of these days." Kort pointed at Ziva, "Or her."

"What the hell do you want?"

"Come with me, we need to talk...in private."

"You can speak freely in front of them."

"Ethan Parker." Trent spoke up, "Where is he?"

"Who?"

"Du-Nozzo." Trent groaned, "I know you searched for him, now bloody tell me where he is!"

"Tell me who Ethan Parker is and I might tell you what we know."

"He's deep, deep cover as the money man in a terrorist group trying to buy a Russian suitcase nuke."

"Aren't the triggers corroded on those things?"

"Yeah, but the plutonium inside isn't, so...where he is?"

"Don't know, we found his watch on a dead Marine."

"What is his name? Are you sure it's him?"

"Abby confirmed it, Boss, his photo ID and his prints, another 6-8 hours on the DNA, though." McGee informed.

"So, you have nothing?" Trent lowered is head, "Why is it every one of my big cases, you people have to come in and fuck with me!"

"Oh yeah, Trent and I'm real happy you're involved, too." Tony groaned, "Asshole."

"Do you want to go right now?" Trent moved towards Tony's desk, anger in his voice. Ziva grabbed him from behind tossing him to the floor, she dropped down to him, pressing her knee against his throat, her weapon pointed at his head.

"Are you going to behave?" Tony asked.

Ziva added pressure to his neck. Trent struggled to nod, his face turning purple.

"Let him up, Ziva."

Ziva pulled back her knee, rising to her feet. Trent gasped hard as air re-entered his lungs, he began coughing.

Tony moved over next to him, "Before you get up, why did you blow up my car?"

Trent stared up at Tony, but didn't answer.

"I know you blew it up."

Trent sat up and smiled, "Prove it and while you're at it, can I borrow her? I just love to be choked during sex."

Ziva's boot connected hard with Kort's head, knocking him cold.

Tony turned towards McGee, "I didn't see anything, did you, Tim?"

McGee slowly shook his head, "Nope."

Ziva smiled, "Tony, I have to go to the doctor."

Tony quickly spun around, "What? Why?"

Ziva stepped to him, dipping her hand into his pocket, pulling out his car keys, "Girl stuff."

Tony escorted her over to the windows, "Girl stuff? Are you pregnant?"

Ziva laughed, "You're great, but not that great, it's only been 4 days."

"Oh. Heh. Duh!" Tony shook his head, "Sorry."

"I am going to pick up Sarah on the way home from the doctor, can you get another ride home?"

Tony nodded. Ziva leaned to kiss him, but he pulled back, "What's wrong? I thought you did not care."

"I'll tell you later."

Ziva backed away with a hurtful glimmer in her eye.

"Screw it." Tony stepped to her, kissing her with everything he had. Tony eased back after about 10 seconds. He turned seeing McGee staring at them, "What, you've never seen a man kiss a woman before, McO-face?" He grinned, moving over to Trent's unconscious body, "Close your mouth and help me get rid of this trash. On, Ziva?"

Ziva swung around, still smiling, "Yes?"

"Sarah says hi."

Tony walked through his front door, Ziva and Sarah were standing towards the TV laughing. A sweet aroma filled his nostrils, he took a deep breath, "What's smells so good?"

"We made you cupcakes." Sarah sad, running back to Tony.

"Cupcakes?"

"Yeah."

"My oven works?" Tony laughed.

"We went shopping." Ziva stated, "We bought a mixer, some sheets, towels, pillows and come play 100 pin bowling with us."

"100 pin bowling?"

"Yeah, it's fun!" Sarah shouted with joy.

Tony looked at the coffee table, a Nintendo Wii box on sitting on it, "You bought a Wii?"

Ziva extended her hand towards Tony and smiled, "Come."

Tony dropped his backpack, kicking it to the closet door, he stepped forward taking Ziva's hand, she reached out handing him the Wii-mote, "How am I suppose to bowl with this?"

"Just fling your wrist."

Tony shrugged, flinging his wrist forward, the Wii-mote flew out of his hand and slammed hard into the wall above the TV, almost bouncing back and hitting him, he turned around, "You said something about cupcakes?"

Ziva pointed towards the kitchen.

Tony moved into the kitchen, "Wow, my oven actually works."

Author Note #1 - Cold pizza, it's whats for breakfast.

Author Note #2 - Sorry, no Tiva sex this chapter. :(

Author Note #3 - Holy crap, this was long!