Praise to the writing gods as my writing skills have returned. (I'm not exactly sure if they're the same but they're back).

So this is will be a short A/N.

This I must cover:

1. This chapter is a filler chapter, a long, but somewhat important one.

2. The next chapter is a little more storyish.

3. The third chapter is going to be an actual 'read it' chapter.

4. I already have the next chapter typed, so if I get at least ten reviews tonight, I might do a double posting (But only if you guys want).

5. Disclaimer...(Yada Yada) As usual.


A Family Sewn With Loving Stitches

"It is not normal." She stated.

"It can be."

"A man should not have more bags than a woman." She said as she sat back on the bed.

"Well, you see here, ninja. I technically only have four bags."

She eyed him with a 'do you think I am that dumb' look, "Explain." She demanded.

"Well, I have one bag for my underwear, boxers and t-shirts right?"

She shrugged, "Why do you have so much underwear?"

"You never know. It's best to be safe than sorry."

"Fine, continue."

"I have a bag for my shirts."

"Okay."

"A bag for my pants."

She glared at him, "Fine."

"And a bag for my shoes."

"I am surprised you are not Fedex-ing them."

He chuckled sarcastically, before climbing on the bed and allowing her to climb on top of him; she ran her hands over his chest. She stopped on his heart, "It is racing." She told him.

"Really?" he questioned. He placed his hand next to hers, "I guess it is."

"Why are you worried about this?" she asked. "About me meeting your family? Or rather you, seeing your family again?"

He shrugged and bit his lip slightly, "I…I haven't spoken to them for a reason, Zi."

"And that is?"

He sighed, "When you have a big family, like mine. It sometimes feels as if you're from different worlds. My family all of them are either rich or are in line to become rich. I was supposed to be one of them and then dad cut me off for calling home on Christmas when he was in Cancun."

"And?"

"The DiNozzo's are rich, but they're not snobby rich, most of them. But they are very particular about what they want. They wanted me to a multi-billionaire CEO with three nice cars, two kids, and a gorgeous Italian supermodel for a wife."

She glared at him, "Okay, maybe not the Italian supermodel wife part, but something close to it." He added. "And obviously, I didn't really live up to any of those-"

She placed his hand on her belly, "You're halfway on one."

"They wanted two boys." He stated flatly.

"Oh. Well…perhaps they've changed. People change. You changed. I changed. The baby changes every day."

He smiled as he rubbed her belly, "I always wanted a girl first, before Carly."

"You are just saying that because we are having a girl, now."

He shook his head, "No, I'm serious. They always told me I had to have a boy first, to carry on the name. But I didn't really care. I wanted a pretty little girl and a pretty wife, and maybe a dog, and a squirrel."

She laughed, "A squirrel?"

"I was like, five, give me a break."

She smiled, "I am sorry, but I do not want to raise my daughter with a squirrel."

He nodded, "It's okay."

"Tony?"

"Yes?"

"Is your family really that bad?"

He kissed her hand, "Not all of them." he shook his head. "Just a few, I mean when you're six you're very impressionable. But Aunt Alessandra always told me to be whatever I wanted. A superhero, a doctor, whatever. She is a good person. And I guess, after I got cut off, I didn't feel the need to speak to them anymore so…I didn't."

He ran a thumb on her cheek, "The end."

"You seem sad about it."

"I was…at first. And then I didn't think about it, and it got better. You know? When you don't think about things? You forget what you let behind."

She scrunched up her face, "I do not think about it my father. If he does not want to be remembered as a happy memory, then so be it. Gibbs is a fabulous grandfather anyway."

Tony nodded, "He is, isn't he?"

She yawned, "I think everybody's family is complicated, but they all care. Even if they are not blood." She shivered slightly and he reached up and pulled her next to him. She reached over to grab her maternity pillow that actually allowed comfort he linked his hand in hers.

"I'll be your pillow tonight."

"Are you comfy?"

"I would believe so."

"Are you soft?"

"I shaved this morning."

"Are you pink?"

"Only when you ask that question."


They had showered the night before, and slept in the clothes they planned to wear the next day so that getting into the car and going would be an easy transition.

They were both in the car at the time in which Tony wanted to leave and only stopped four times during the whole ride twice for food, and twice for bathroom breaks.

He had originally planned for at least six stops, so he thought the trip would now take a shorter amount of time, wrong.

The directions only called for eight hours, it was closer to ten but only for the following reasons: Back-up on the highway, tolls, and some of the roads were closed off.

This called for some swearing from the agent, and since they had both promised to stop cursing as much since the baby a swear jar had been made; a dollar for every word.

The baby now had twenty-five dollars.

Ziva took notice from her seat that as they approached the welcome to Massachusetts sign, Tony's hands tensed. As they turned off the highway and headed away from Boston, he gripped the steering wheel harder, so hard it began to squeak.

She eyed him curiously as they drove on the road; they had passed multiple large homes, turned off multiple roads and even made a U-turn multiple times.

He reached over and squeezed her hand, "We're almost there." He said as he went to end on the street they were on and turned into darkness. They drove for what seemed to be another mile before they saw lights.

She looked at Tony, he shrugged, "We like to overdo it sometimes."

This wasn't a mansion; it looked more like a castle.

It was gorgeous; it looked like something from a foreign country. The surface of the home looked smooth, a nice looking beige. It had four garages even though there were several cars out front.

The driveway as a nice red cobblestone.

He drove up and stopped in front of the front door.

He shut off the car, turned, and looked at her, "Ready?"

"Are you?" she questioned.

He smirked and before opening his door, he shut it and walked over to hers. He opened her door and took her hand before walking up the two stairs and knocking on the front door.

He let out the breath he had been holding as he heard footsteps. He squeezed her hand before the door opened and a somewhat tall woman with Tony's hazel eyes and fair skin with small lips, who looked to be in her forties opened the door.

She grinned as the door fully opened, "Tony! How well it is to see you."

He smiled, "Hi Aunt Alessandra." He said as he leaned in to hug her.

She hugged him tightly for a long period of time before letting go, catching Ziva over his shoulder.

She smiled bigger, "You must be Ziva." She wiggled her arms; she pulled the Israeli into a hug. "You are more beautiful than any of us expected."

She hit Tony lightly with the potholder she had been holding, "It is a shame Tony has hidden you from us."

"Touché."

She opened her mouth to reply when a child's scream interrupted her, "Mom! Luca hit me!" Suddenly a girl, about nine, with straight, long brown hair, with ocean blue eyes, and fair skin. She had dimples and big cheeks and looked slightly like Tony.

She was missing a side tooth; you could tell when she grinned at Tony, "Uncle Tony!" He grinned as she jumped into his arms. "I missed you!" she cried.

"Hi, Em." He said. He turned at Ziva, "Ziv. This is my cousin, Emery. Emery, this is my girlfriend, Ziva." Emery stuck out her hand, "Hi."

Ziva shook the nine year old's hand, "Hi Emery."

"My mom says you're from Israel."

She nodded, "Yes, I spent my whole life there."

"Was it cool?"

She shrugged, "At times."

"My mom also says you're having a baby."

Ziva nodded again, "I am."

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"What do you think it is?"

Emery tapped her chin, "…At first I thought it was a boy, then I thought it was girl. Then I had a dream it was a girl, so I say girl."

Ziva nodded, "Yes, we are having a girl."

Emery grinned, "Yes! The last baby we had in the family was a boy, and that's Matteo and he doesn't really like to play with us. Maybe your baby can play dress up with us."

"Maybe."

Emery jumped down from Tony's arm, "Hey Hunter!" she shouted in a taunting manner as she ran back into the house. "Guess what? Little kids, one more. You stupid big kids none!"

Alessandra smiled at the couple, "Please come in, I know everybody is excited to see you." She and Tony stepped inside and Alessandra took their coats and placed them in the coat room, so large that could be a house itself.

A large single, elegant, staircase met you at the front door and led up stairs. The house colors differentiated from a warm brown, to a chocolate brown, to a nice somewhat medium colored orange that was tastefully done. There were multiple chandeliers, and a nice stone wall setting across along with a large dining room with a plasma TV.

'Only in a DiNozzo house.' Ziva thought as Alessandra gave them a tour, leading to the living room where supposedly everybody was.

There was a lot of dark wood, and desks, and nice hardwood floors.

Just as they were preparing to cross through the foyer two boys on roller skates zoomed by, hockey sticks in hand and a yellow ball going faster than them.

"Dakota! Matthew! Playing hockey in the house is not allowed."

"Sorry!" One boy called over his shoulder as they jumped over a coffee table.

Alessandra shook her head and continued walking, Ziva stared around in awe, she had lived a life of luxury in Israel but this was a whole different level.

Alessandra smiled as she walked down the two stairs into the living room where a large, luxurious brown couch along with two others, one on each side, where multiple children were sitting.

"Guys, guess who's here?"

Multiple heads whirled around and grins formed as some climbed over the couch and ran over to their beloved and some estranged cousin.

"Tony!"

"Hey! What's up…kids." He said, not exactly remembering who was who.

One small girl with short, curly, blonde hair and blue eyes along with fair skin glared up at him, "Who am I?"

He scooped the girl up in his arms, "You are Callie. I remember that silly."

Callie giggled and kissed his cheek, "It's nice to see you again, Uncle Tony." She said sweetly. "Do you remember Siena?"

Tony nodded as he scooped the other girl up in his arms; Siena was a total opposite from Callie. She had long, dark brown hair, and brown eyes. She wrapped her arms around Tony's neck.

"Ziv, this is Callie, she's six. And Siena is seven." He explained motioning to each girl at a time.

"Hi." They both said in unison.

"I'm Callie." Callie said as she introduced herself. She pointed to Siena, "This is Siena. She's my cousin. But she's my best friend too."

Ziva nodded, "Hi, Callie. Hi, Siena."

"Are you having a baby?" Callie asked.

Ziva nodded, "Yes."

"Emery says it's a girl baby."

Ziva nodded, "We are having a girl baby."

"We have a lot of girls in the family." Callie continued. "That's a good thing." Siena added.

"Okay, girls, come, bed. You can talk to your uncle more tomorrow, okay?"

Callie gawked at her, "But we're on vacation!"

"Go."

Callie groaned as she and Siena hopped down. "Goodnight, Uncle Tony. Goodnight Aunt Ziva."

Ziva smiled at Tony, "We DiNozzo's are very friendly." He said.

"We are?" one of the boys on roller skates scoffed.

"Since when?" the other boy finished.

"Boys, come and say hi, and take those stupid skates off in my house. These floors cost more than your college tuition." Alessandra scolded.

Both boys took off their skates before walking over and hugging their uncle, "Let me see if I can tell who's who." Tony said as he wrapped both boys up in his arms.

He first pointed to the slightly taller boy with dark blonde hair, blue eyes, fair/tanned skin. "This is Dakota."

The other boy with dirty blonde, green eyes, and fair skin was, "Matthew."

"These are my other 'nephews.' Guys, this is my girlfriend, Ziva."

Both boys gave signature DiNozzo smiles, "Hello." They both said in unison.

Dakota grinned up at him, "Lei è super hot zio Tony." She's super-hot Uncle Tony.

Matthew nodded, "Si." Yeah.

Tony bent down, "Il pulcino caldo parla italiano troppo." The super hot chick speaks Italian too.

Dakota made an embarrassed face, "Whoops."

"It is still very nice to meet the both of you." Ziva said kindly.

"You too." Matthew said unsurely.

Alessandra shook her head, and murmured something under breath in Italian before saying in English, "Bed."

"It's not even ten o'clock yet." Dakota complained.

"You have been on the road all day. Bed."

"Whatever." Dakota said as he picked up his skates, Matthew followed suit also.

"Logan and Leo are somewhere in this house, I am sure they will say hi soon." Alessandra reassured them all as Tony walked over to the couch full of teenagers. He hopped over the back and landed on a tall/long, sandy blonde haired, blue eyed, light skinned girl who erupted with giggles as she pushed him off of her.

"Uncle Tony." She breathed. "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry; I don't believe I got a Hi from you." He glared another teenager with similar features who sat in a large comfy looking chair. "I will tickle you to death."

"Please, don't. I'm sorry. I was watching this movie." The tall girl said. "Hi Uncle Tony."

"Hi Hunter." He pulled the girl up. "Ziva, this is my cousin, Hunter. Hunter, this is my girlfriend Ziva." He pointed to Ziva's stomach. "That's my daughter."

Hunter nodded, "I was kinda thinking that."

The girl in the chair stood up and hugged Ziva quickly, "Hi." She said cheerfully, "I'm Blaise."

Ziva nodded, "Hunter and Blaise…" she said trying to remember all the names she had just encountered.

"I'll make you a list." Tony told her quickly.

On the other couch, to the right of the couch he was on right now, were four teenage boys. Tony pointed to each one in turn, the closet boy who had dirty blonde hair, green eyes, and tanned/fair skin, was named Luca.

The one next to him, named Dominic had dark brown that looked somewhat curly but short on the top of his head, he had brown eyes, and fair skin.

After Dominic was Tristian, who had sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin liked most of the children here. And as he turned and pointed to the last boy, he stood up and walked upstairs without a word.

Tony looked at his aunt who shook her head, "That boy…" she said murmured. "He is very upset. We don't know exactly why though."

Hunter rolled her eyes, "He's such a drama queen."

"It's king." Tristian corrected.

"I know what I said."

Alessandra glanced at the clock, "Tell everyone to come downstairs, I want to give room assignments because everyone, including teenagers, have to be in bed by 10:30 tonight."

The teenagers groaned before they all stood and bounded up the stairs to gather everyone.

Tony looked around, "Where is everyone?" he asked.

"I sent them for groceries. You know, we are supposedly to get a snow storm. You two came just in time."

Ziva smiled, "I am glad, we came."

Alessandra suddenly looked alarmed, "Oh Ziva! Come sit, I know your feet must be hurting." She hit the back of Tony's head. "Make room for your girlfriend." She said as she guided Ziva around the couch and allowed her to sit down.

"Thank You." Ziva said kindly.

"If you need anything." Alessandra said. "You are family now."

Ziva smiled warmly just as three girls entered, they all were around the same height and age, one with dark brown curls down to her waist, brown eyes, and light skin was named Adriana, she learned. The other named Isabella had Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and light skin. Lucia, the last one, had dark brown curls, brown eyes, and light skin.

She took notice that they all had very fair skin and wondered if their baby would be the same.

Adriana, Isabella, and Lucia squealed at the sight of the uncle and jumped on top of him, but lost their minds at the sight of Ziva and her baby bump.

"You're having a baby!" Isabella shouted. She hit him hard, "And you didn't tell me your favorite niece! I'm hurt."

"Me too." Adriana agreed.

"Me three." Lucia said.

Before Tony had a chance to answer they had turned their attention to Ziva, "I'm Izzy," she pointed to Adriana, "That's Adriana, but we all call her Adri," she pointed at Lucia. "That's Lucia. Expect a lot of people pronounce it 'loo-see' but we say 'loo-chia', so we call her Chia."

Ziva nodded, "Okay, well I am Ziva."

"But I call her ninja." Tony interjected.

Ziva glared at him, "No comment." She said.

"I'm 11." Isabella said. "Adri is 12, and Chia is 10."

"Okay." Ziva said.

She snuggled against her uncle, "So you're having a baby, Uncle Tony?" Isabella said changing the subject back.

"Yes."

"It better not be a boy." Isabella said.

"And what if it was a boy?"

"It would be a very, girly, boy." Adriana commented.

"Well, I'm glad it's a girl." Tony said.

Isabella clapped excitedly, "Yay! I found like the perfect outfit its super adorable."

"I saw it. It's really adorable." Adriana added.

"Would you like to feel her kick?"

Isabella nodded excitedly, "Can I?"

Ziva took her hand carefully and placed it where the baby had placed her feet. It was a few moments before she kicked the spot where Isabella's hand lay, and Isabella giggled uncontrollably.

"That's so cool."

Adriana was next, and then Lucia.

"Okay, I wanna have a baby, now." Isabella said.

"Whoa, whoa." Tony said as he hoisted his niece back. "No babies until you're thirty."

"But my mom had me when she was 26."

Tony ruffled her hair, "Shut up."

Isabella giggled just as the heard of kids hurried quickly down the stairs. There Ziva met Leo a Strawberry blonde, blue eyed, and fair skinned boy who loved skateboarding. And Logan, a kid dark brown hair, that was shaggy slipping into his eyes, green eyes, and fair skin also.

Twin Girls, Natalia and Anastasia. Natalia had Long, dark brown hair, with curls, brown eyes, and fair skin while Anastasia had curly, blonde hair, that was short stopping at her shoulders, blue eyes, and fair skin. Both girls were very energetic and seemingly active, and not only because Anastasia had ADHD.

They met the little ones of the group, Mia, August, Valencia, Anabel, and Matteo. Mia and August were simiar looking with light blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. Anabel had Strawberry blonde hair, green eyes, and fair skin quite different from some of the children. Valencia on the other hand had dark brown hair to the waist, brown eyes, and light skin.

Matteo, who was half asleep at the time, looked a little like Jake with light brown curls, blue eyes, and light skin. They all had siblings in the group but they all looked like they came from one set of parents.

"Family genes carry." Tony murmured to her.

Alessandra whistled loudly and they all quieted, she snapped at the boy who had left earlier without Tony allowing him to introduce him to Ziva. "Romeo, get down off that banister."

Romeo sighed, and scratched his Honey-colored light brown hair, twinkled his green eyes, and hopped down from the bannister with his light fair skin.

He sighed and leaned against it instead, "Okay," Alessandra said loudly. "Everybody will be in bed tonight by 10:30. Tomorrow is a different story, but there are too many of you and you are all excited from seeing your uncle Tony-"

Romeo scoffed.

"Anyway, and from being cooped up in that car. So I want everyone to calm down and be refreshed for tomorrow. So, who has not taken a shower?" She counted only five of them raised their hands.

"Okay, so, little ones go are going to use the three bathrooms down here. Everybody 10 and older will use the showers upstairs. But, let me tell you who will be staying with whom."

Romeo let out a loud sigh, while Callie began jumping up and down, "Can I sleep with Siena?" she excitedly.

Alessandra nodded, "Sure, Callie. You, Siena, and Valencia will share a room, okay?"

Callie nodded and locked hands with the two girls and head upstairs.

"Romeo, you, Luca, Dominic, and Tristian are sharing a room correct?"

"Yes." He said gruffly. "Can I go?"

"Go. I do not know what has you in such a mood, today."

Romeo rolled his eyes and walked up the stairs quickly, followed by Tristian, Dominic, and Luca dragging their suitcases up the stairs also.

"I wanna share a room with Hunter!" Blaise shouted as she raised Hunter's hand above her own head.

"Okay. But no late night texting, or calling boys."

Hunter scoffed lightly, "I don't do that."

"It's true." Blaise said. "She's doesn't believe in infatuation."

"I'm telling you, you can't do that." Dakota said.

Hunter rolled her eyes before slugging on her backpack and running up the stairs to beat Blaise to the shower.

"Me and Dakota are sharing a room." Matthew said as he and Dakota were half way up the stairs.

"Fine."

Isabella smirked, "Adri-"

"You three, room, go." The three girls hurried up the stairs also.

"Leo and Logan, room. Emery, Natalia, Anastasia, room. Mia and August, room. Matteo will sleep with his parents, and so will Anabel."

"Yay, done." Mia said as she climbed up the stairs with August.

Alessandra sighed, "We have 23 children here," she smiled. "And your baby will make two dozen."

"We don't like odd numbers." Tony stated.

Alessandra shook head, "No. We do not. We-"

Just then, the front door was heard opening and the sound of grocery bags rustling, voices, and footsteps were heard.

"Hey Mama." A male voice called out. "I think I spent like 500 dollars on groceries. That's not normal."

"Cristian, come say hello to Antony."

The keys dropped in a bowl before a man with light curly blonde hair, and sky blue eyes and cute dimples and fair skin, looked shocked at the man on his couch.

"Tony?"

"Hi…Cristian." Tony said as he stood up.

"What are you doing here?" he asked as they gave each other a manly hug.

"Uh…I, Aunt Alessandra asked me to come…she wanted to meet uh," he gestured to the couch. Ziva stood quickly, or as quickly as a heavily pregnant woman could, "Cris, this Ziva, my, uh girlfriend."

Cristian grinned and held his hand out, "Cristian Costa. Tony's cousin."

"It is very nice to meet you." Ziva said as she shook his head.

Cristian smiled at Tony, "I can't believe Tony DiNozzo is gonna be a daddy." Cristian said as he hugged Tony again. He pulled away quickly, "Wait, you two are having a baby right, because I don't want to offend-"

"No, we are having a baby." Ziva said quickly as she smiled big.

Cristian let out a breath, "Oh, okay good." He punched Tony lightly. "So, do you know what you're having?"

"A girl." They both said at once.

Cristian smiled, "Those are awesome. I remember when Hunter was born…" he hugged Tony once more. "Sorry," he said it Ziva. "We Italian hug a lot. You're okay with that right?"

Ziva nodded, "Yes."

Cristian leaned over and hugged her, "Great. Welcome to the family."

"Hey Cris." A female voice called.

"I'm in here." Cristian said.

A young woman, about Cristian's age, with long curly sandy blonde hair, a beautiful smile, light skin, and blue eyes walked into the room. She was slim and had an athletic body build that Tony knew was Cristian's type.

The woman smiled, "You must be Tony."

"Yes, and you must be…"

"Genevieve." The woman finished. "Cristian's wife."

"It's nice to meet you." Tony said as the two hugged each other.

"Jenny, this is Tony's girlfriend, Ziva." Cristian said as he introduced the two women.

Genevieve smiled, "It's very nice to meet you." She said before hugging Ziva also.

"I'm sorry to interrupt." Genevieve said as she pulled away, "But I need to borrow Alessandra because we don't know how exactly to categorize these things. She has a specific order, you know."

Alessandra nodded, "I will right back Tony." She said before she followed Genevieve into the kitchen.

"You've got a lot of people to meet." Cristian said. "Can I show her around?" he asked.

He shrugged and looked at Ziva, she nodded, "Sure."

"Alright, I'm going to go get the bags out the car." Tony reassured her before kissing her quickly before hurrying out the front door.

Cristian waved a hand over his shoulder for her to follow, "Come on, I'll introduce you to Damian and Felicia."

He walked through the living room into the foyer where two people were bending over sorting through the bags. "Hey, Dame. Have you met Tony's girlfriend?"

A somewhat older man looked up short black hair, brown eyes, and a smooth nose, along with fiar skin looked up. He grinned at Ziva before standing up, "Hi. I-I'm uh, Damian Conti." He waved a hand to the woman next to him. "This is my wife Felicia."

The woman had freckles. That was the first thing Ziva noticed. They weren't large but they complimented her sandy brown hair and conflicted with her hazel eyes.

"Hi," Felicia said as she shook Ziva's hand.

Damian shook his head, "Wow. I can't believe it. My Tony has found someone special like you." He kissed both of Ziva's cheeks. "You must be very special."

Ziva nodded, "Thank You."

"Do you know what you're having?" Felicia asked as she looked at Ziva's stomach.

"A girl." Ziva said as she put a hand on her stomach.

Felicia smiled, "We need more girls in this family."

Just then another when with light brown curls pulled into a ponytail with fair skin and green eyes, and a slender build jogged up.

She smiled at Ziva, "Hi. I'm Sofia Emilio's wife." She glared at Damian, "We do not have enough girls."

"We have like a million." Damian countered.

Felicia rolled her eyes, "There are never too many girls."

"Okay, you guys go fight somewhere else. Where's Gemma and Leonardo?"

"They are getting the luggage out of the car."

Cristian nodded, "Follow me." he led Ziva out the house once more and they met Tony at the car as he was talking to three men, and three women.

One woman was considerably younger than the other, Ziva learned later that she was Vincenzo's second wife and she was 29. Her name was Ana, she had curly brown hair almost similar to Ziva's and brown orbs and smooth skin even in the golden light.

Vincenzo was Tony's actual uncle who had short curls on top of his head, a long but smoothed chin, and green eyes.

The other woman, had golden blonde hair and green eyes that she could see matched Tony's almost and matching skin like everybody else's. Both women were laughing and smiling.

The men however, were all complete opposites.

Alessandra's husband, Dante, had a hairstyle similar to Tony's, and was rather in shape, and hazel eyes. They both looked like they could be brothers.

Gemma's husband, Leonardo, was scrubbly shaved and brown eyes along with brown hair. He seemingly looked like the prankster of the group as he picked his wife up and set her on his shoulders, against her will.

Emilio had dark brown hair that was swooped upward, with the usual blue eyes, and fair skin. He had a hefty laugh and it seemed as if he was the one who liked cars the most as she later learned the red sports car was his, and that he had brought two cars along.

Tony smiled as he pulled Ziva into his arms, "Hey." He murmured.

"Cris, didn't harass you to much did he?" he asked.

Cristian rolled his eyes, "I treated her like a lady."

"But she's not a lady; she's ninja, growing a ninja."

Ana nodded, "Oh yeah, congrats on the baby."

"Thank you." Ziva said.

They all played the introducing game once more before Emilio decided to help Tony get all the luggage out. Alessandra came to stand on the door step, "They're all asleep."

"You're kidding." Gemma said.

"No. I just checked. Every single one, even Romeo."

"Speaking of." Tony grunted as he lifted a suitcase out of the trunk. He turned and faced his Uncle, "He hates me now."

Vincenzo shrugged, "I don't know."

Tony scratched the side of his face, "I see."

"Come on, we'll worry about that in the morning." Alessandra said as she hurried them all inside. "Come on, it is very cold. Inside. Emilio, Cristian. Take their luggage upstairs, I want them in the guest room, on the left. Not the one on the right, Felicia and Damian are staying in that one, alright?" Alessandra directed.

Emilio pointed to Tony, "What are his arms broken?"

Alessandra hit his arm as he entered, "They are both very tired, Emilio. They will not have the strength to carry those bags up all those stairs."

"And I do?" Emilio questioned.

"I can carry my bag." Ziva said.

Alessandra shook her head, "No. You must relax, you are having a baby. Emilio is just stubborn and lazy."

Emilio rolled his eyes, "Whatever."

Alessandra took Tony's hand, as he took hers, "Come, you have to pick what bedding you would like."

Ziva looked at Tony confused, he gave back the same look. They walked up the stairs and walked on the floor with a nice, elegant red and gold rug. She walked over a big closet in the wall and allowed the couple to pick which comforter they would like.

Ziva shrugged and chose the comfiest one she could find. Alessandra led them down the hallway, careful not to wake any of the children.

She opened a large door, that was a chocolate brown, inside was a room that was a nice cranberry red with a large King size bed with black linen sheets with a gold trim on the bed. Alessandra set the comforter on top of the bed.

The room had a plasma TV mounted on the wall and under it was a long dresser with six drawers. The room had it's own bathroom with a tub and two sinks. It also had a view of the backyard that was ten acres.

Ziva looked at Tony unsure, Alessandra smiled at them, "I'm sure Emilio is on his way up. But please do, make yourself at home." She gestured to the TV. "Watch whatever you like. And if you need anything, please ask."

Ziva nodded, "Okay, will do."

Alessandra smiled and hugged them both once more, "It's so nice to have you back." She murmured in Tony's ear before exiting quietly.

Ziva sat gingerly on the edge of the bed, "You were not kidding when you said your family is rich." She yawned. "I am so tired. You have a lot of people in your family."

Tony nodded, "And this isn't even my a sixth of them."

Ziva smirked, "I do not think I want to go to a reunion then."

"You really don't." Emilio said as he and Cristian lugged up their pieces of luggage. Cristian yawned and raised arms above his head. "I'm going to go to bed. See you in the morning." He mumbled.

"Where do you want these?" Emilio asked.

Ziva shrugged, "Anywhere, but in the middle of the floor is fine."

"Alright," Emilio said as he set them against the wall next to the dresser. "'Night Tony, Goodnight Ziva."

"Night." Tony called as he began to dig through his bag. "Ziv, do you remember where I put my toothpaste? I seriously think jelly donuts were not a good idea. Even if you did have a super-oober craving. Ziv?" he turned and looked over his shoulder. "Ziv?"

He stood up.

She was snuggled up with one of the seven pillows on the bed, fast asleep.

He chuckled, he then thought about something for a moment, "I really don't think I can remember 23 names."

"Me neither." Ziva mumbled.

"I thought you were asleep."

She didn't answer back, instead she kicked off her shoes and wrapped herself up in the white comforter.

"Do I get any cover?" Tony asked as he untied one shoe.

She shook her head sleepily, "Can I go to sleep now?"

He kissed her forehead, "Sweet dreams. Don't let the bed bugs bite."

"You are too rich to have bed bugs."


So, as I said previously, this is a filler chapter (sorda) and the next chapter is a little more different but the third chapter is definetly more of this kind of story. I hadn't really planned on making this whole 'DiNozzo reunion' three chapters, it was only supposed to be one but I mean, how can you resist?

But anyway, if you guys want the next chapter please do tell me so or I won't post it until Thursday (sad, I know). Even if it's just a small thing. Review! It helps, and I can promise TIVA filled chapter in the future if my goals are met. :)

And sorry, if I messed up any Italian phrases but Google Translate is sometimes very unreliable (even though my family is half Italian, and I don't speak Italian. I'm taking Chinese. Sad. I know.)

Until next time fellow readers,

!~Broken Piece~!

P.S. A/N: I just noticed we're only 3 reviews until 300! Come on guys that's such a big goal! Make my dreams come true! Thank You to all you guys who review every chapter and please keep that going!

再見/再见~ That's goodbye in Chinese lol.

Bye!

P.S.S. Sorry, I forgot to add the link to Alessandra's house. I was trying to find one that fit my description and it was pretty close, obviously somethings like the Palm trees aren't in the story but it's still pretty close. Obviously has more five bedrooms, more like twelve or ten.

Here's the link:www (dot) (slash)plan-detail(slash)HOMEPW74438/five-bedroom-italiante-home

P.S.S. S. I don't own that plan either (though I wish I did)

P.S. S. S. I ran out of things to say. So, Ciao.