Ziva looked out from her front door, her father stood between Ben Gidon and a tall, light-haired woman, "Shalom, Ziva." Eli spoke.

Ziva didn't respond, she just stared at him until Tali tugged on her shirt, "Who is that man, mommy?"

Eli stepped forward, "I'm your saba." He cleared his throat, "Your gran..."

"No!" Ziva interrupted Eli, "You are not welcomed here."

"It is my right to see my grandchildren, Ziva!"

Ziva shook her head in defiance as she placed her hands on Tali's shoulders pulling her back into her body, protecting her.

Tali tilted her head back looking up at her mother, "Mommy?"

Eli began to move forward and smiled, "She looks a lot like your achot, Ziva, I can see why you named her after her."

"Please, Aba." Tears started to trickle down Ziva's face, "I do not want you here."

"Ziva..." Eli held out his hands, still coming towards them, "Why do you still deny me?"

"Mommy, mommy, mommy!" Junior yelled running out the front door.

Ziva turned seeing her baby boy, she squinted at him then let out a laugh, breaking the tension of the situation. She knelt down seeing his infectious smile with the added bonus of a fake mustache across his upper lip. She ran her index finger along it, "Why are you wearing that?"

"'Cus I got that mustache feelin', mommy!" He grinned.

Ziva began to laugh, "What?" She asked through her laughter.

Abby joined in on the laughter, getting the joke but everyone else looked on confused.

Eli looked up, seeing Tony standing behind his family, "Hey, puddin' pop."

Tali turned, smiling at her daddy.

"Take your mommy and brother inside for me, okay?" He smiled back at his daughter.

Tali nodded, "Okay, daddy." She took a hold of her mother's hand, then her brother's hand and pulled them towards the house.

Ziva stopped and shared a quick kiss with her husband before she and the kids passed through the door, disappearing out of sight.

"Take Abby inside, too, McGee." Tony gestured towards the door with a shake of his head.

McGee nodded and placed his hand on Abby's back and guided her towards the door,

"Guys..."

"No arguing, Abby." McGee shook his head and pointed. Abby sighed, but walked into the house. He closed the door behind her and returned to Tony.

"You, too."

"No, I got your back, Tony."

"No need." Tony turned his head slightly, patting McGee on the shoulder, "Come on, Tim, I hope you're hungry, my Uncle Vincenzo brought over some mighty fine lookin' steaks: ribeyes, two inches thick with perfect marbling. We are going to dine like kings tonight, my friend."

"Nice!"

Tony turned and moved to the front door, opening it. Gibbs appeared in the doorway, Hadar was right behind him, "It's better than gefilte fish, that's for sure."

Hadar softly chuckled, but stopped looking annoyed, "That is not the only thing we eat, you know?"

"Heh." Tony smiled and gave Hadar a smack on the arm, "Yeah and you STILL don't eat bacon, right?"

"I WILL NOT BE IGNORED!" Eli yelled at the top of his lung.

Hadar stepped forward, but Tony stopped him, shaking his head, "It's not worth it."

"You have tainted my daughter, she's nothing more than whore to push your gentiles into this damned world! And how dare she name her daughter after mine, something so pure, so good." He shook his head in disgust.

Tony turned and took a step towards Eli.

Gibbs grabbed Tony's arm, "Tony."

Tony looked down at Gibbs' hand on his arm, then back up to his face, "I got this, Boss." He nodded and let out a wry smile, "Force of habit." He pulled away from his former bosses' grasp and made his way over to Eli.

The two bodyguard moved towards Tony, but Eli waved them off and got into son-in-law's face, "What are you going to do, hmm, punch me again?" He chuckled, "Perhaps, kill me?"

Tony leaned into Eli, "You...don't...matter." He whispered and slowly took a step back, shrugging his shoulders, "Ya just don't." Which left Eli speechless and stewing in anger.

Tony joined the others back by the door, "What did you say to him?" Hadar asked, seeing that Eli was beside himself with rage.

"Lech tizdayen." Tony softly spoke.

"Your Hebrew is improving." Hadar smirked.

"Oh, just so you know." Tony turned back looking at Eli, "Ziva didn't name Tali, I did." He simply stated and walked into the house not saying another word.

McGee and Hadar followed Tony into the house, leaving Gibbs the only one outside with Eli and his bodyguards, "What, you want to disrespect me now?"

"No." Gibbs replied, "Just a warning."

Eli chuckled again, "You aren't even a federal agent anymore."

"No, but we both know what I am and what I will do."

"That sounds more like a threat than a warning, former Agent Gibbs."

"It's all about perception, Director David. Leave them alone."

"Ahhh, I see, DiNozzo doesn't have the chutzpah, so it's up to 'pretend daddy' to protect him."

"You're dead wrong." Gibbs stated, "That man risked his life to get your daughter back when you sat on the sidelines, so don't speak to me about not having balls, you pathetic piece of shit! That man has more courage, drive and loyalty in his pinky than you have in your entire body."

"I DO what I need to DO, for my country!" Eli shouted back, "That always comes first. Always."

"Yeah, which is why you're gonna die all alone." Gibbs clapped his hands together several times, "Mozel tov, you deserve it."

Ziva walked through the bedroom into the bathroom, turning the water on. Tony was in bed, under the covers, "Everything okay?"

"The kids are asleep." She stepped into the doorway brushing her teeth, "Gibbs is asleep on the couch, so I covered him with a blanket."

"Yeah, he must've drank like two beers."

She laughed, "I doubt very much that is the reason he wanted to sleep over." She stepped back into the bathroom, "Thank you."

"For?"

"Dealing with my father."

"I didn't say much."

The water turned off, "Are you ready?"

"For?" He shook his head and let out a small laugh, "Suddenly, out of nowhere, it's like I'm playing a round of golf through our bedroom."

The light in the bathroom turned off and she appeared as a silhouette in the doorway, "So, have you ever..." She slowly moved over him, her naked body quickly coming into view, "Kissed a girl with a mustache?" She asked with a grin, leaning down to kiss her husband, wearing the same mustache that her son was wearing earlier.

"Heh." He grinned, "Can't say that I have." He kissed her as he threw back the covers, helping her climb into bed, "I also can't say that I've ever gotten a blowjob from a woman with a mustache either."

She grinned back, kissing him, "I think that can be arranged." She slowly began to kiss down his chest until her head disappeared under the covers.

"Ziva?" He moaned.

"Hmm?"

"Remind me to buy Tony a new mustache tomorrow."

"Mmm-hmm."

Author Note - Is it bad that the entire time I wrote Eli's dialogue I used a bad Israeli accent to see if it sounded right?