Disclaimers the same.

When Ziva got to the relative safety of the womens' bathroom, she dialed Erika's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Erika this is Ziva."

"Hey Bril, wassup?"

"Bril?"

"Yeah, since your name means brilliance in Hebrew... that's not important. What's up?"

"I was wondering if you could do me a favor?"

"Yeah, anything." Ziva sighed, not really sure how to ask this.

"Can Tony and I borrow your house for awhile."

"He's here already?" Erika's voice was cold.

"Yeah. Tony and I both need a place to stay that is reasonably big and actually has a guest bedroom. Neither of our apartments are that big."

"Sure. I suppose you'll want us gone."

"Us being who?"

"Me, Charlie, and Ben." Ziva sighed. She felt awful. These kids had no parents, and now she was kicking them out of their own house.

"Yeah that would be nice." To Ziva's surprise, Erika agreed.

"We don't have much to pack so we'll be out by the time you get here. You're still at NCIS, right?"

"Yes." There was a long silence, but neither of them hung up.

"Hey Erika?"

"Yeah?"

"Where are you going to stay?" Ziva could see Erika's small, Gibbs-like smirk.

"I'll figure something out."

"Ok. Bye."

"Bye." Ziva hung up. She walked out of the bathroom and back into the bullpen where Tony and her father were locked in a staring contest. She smiled to herself. This was going to be fun.

"Ready to go boys," Ziva said taking her hair out of the ponytail she had been wearing it in. Tony couldn't help but stare. Damn, she's hot! Her father picked up his bag. One bag, he can't being staying for that long. Just coming to check me out, then he'll be gone...I hope. Tony took Ziva's hand in his and smiled that famous DiNozzo smile. They all walked to Tony's car (Ziva's was conveniently still at Erika's). Tony took out his keys and Ziva tried to grab them from him.

"I'll drive honey." Tony held onto his keys.

"Oh no. I am not making that mistake again." He smiled again. He just couldn't help smiling when he was around her. She made him so happy. Ziva let Tony have the keys and got in the backseat with her father.

"You do not have to sit with me Ziva."

"But I want to. I haven't seen you in such a long time." Ziva gave herself a mental head slap. She had wanted a break from being close to Tony, just to clear her head, but in the process, she had almost blown her cover. Her father smiled.

"That is only because you do not call me, Ziva." Tony sat in the front, very uncomfortable. He decided to butt into their conversation.

"Sorry to interrupt, Deputy Director David, but are you hungry?"

"It is Ethan, and yes I kind of am."

"Would anybody mind if I made pasta," Tony asked. Ziva's stomach growled.

"I guess that means no," her father said. Once they reached the house, Ziva internally crossed her fingers. She hoped her father didn't know that this had been his sister's house. It was then that Ziva realized she didn't have a key.

"Honey," she turned to Tony, "do you have your keys, I seem to have misplaced mine." Tony smiled. To Ziva's surprise, he produced a key that unlocked the door to the house. Ziva's father looked around for awhile.

"This is a very nice house Ziva."

"Toda."

"Do you mind showing me where I will be sleeping?" Both Ziva and Tony faltered. They didn't know the house very well, so they didn't know where any of the bedrooms were. Suddenly, Dan ran down the stairs.

"Excuse me Ms. David?" Ziva turned.

"Dan! What are you doing here?" Dan looked down, acting ashamed of himself.

"I know you told me to go home ma'am, but I heard Mr. DiNozzo talking about how your father was coming and I thought maybe I could help him get settled in." He knows the house. He can pass as our servant. Ziva nodded lightly.

"Thank you Daniel." Dan took her father's bag and brought it upstairs to the room he would be staying in. Ziva breathed a sigh of relief. Ziva's father yelled down the stairs.

"I believe I am going to retire for the night. I had a very long flight. Maybe I can try your cooking tomorrow, Mr. DiNozzo." Tony nodded.

"Good night, sir." When they heard his door close, Tony turned to Ziva.

"So...where are we staying." Ziva shrugged.

"I can show you if you want." Dan was back. Ziva nodded and Dan showed them to the master bedroom.

"The original owner of this house kept it this way because she knew her parents loved this room." Dan was careful not to mention Erika, just in case Ziva's father was listening in. Ziva sighed.

"It is beautiful. Thank you Dan." Ziva gave him a quick kiss on the cheek." He blushed.

"Hey, don't forget, I'm taken," Dan said. Ziva laughed. After Dan left Tony and Ziva got into bed. They were so exhausted from their first day as a couple they fell asleep as soon as their heads hit their pillows.

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