See I Have My Madness For A Reason! I know a lot of you were confused on the whole Matt and Ashley you know finally having the twins, um, well that kinda explains SOME of what happened but anyway...

P.S: We finally made it to 300! That's always been my dream to have a story reach that high, so thanks and keep reviewing.

P.S.S: I changed Tony and Ziva's neighboor, you remember, Jasper and Violet? To Jasper and Zoe, for sequel purposes.

To the chapter...

Meet the In- Laws (Again)

It was a quiet, peaceful afternoon in the DiNozzo residence. Aimee had been asleep for almost an hour, a new record for her. Tony had gone to the store for more baby supplies, Aunt Nettie and Rivka went to the hospital to check on Matthew and the twins, leaving Ziva and Aimee alone again. And she was loving it.

Her hand lightly brushed against her daughter's cheek before a small knock was heard at the front door. Ziva David-DiNozzo checked on her daughter one more time before walking quickly down the stairs and opened the door.

"Ah, Ziva." Eli said as he kissed both of her cheeks. "Hello, Aba." Ziva said unsurely. Eli smiled before stepping inside the house. "This is a beautiful home you have here." Eli complimented and Ziva nodded as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "Um, how did you figure out where I lived?"

Eli smirked at his daughter, "What is that saying, when I say jump, everybody else says how high." Ziva gave a small smile, "So, um, what are you doing here."

"I heard that somebody had a child," Eli explained and Ziva grinned, "Yes, you are a little-."

"And I wanted to congratulate Matthew." Ziva's smile dropped, "Matthew?" she asked, hurt in her tone. Eli nodded, "Yes, I said his name correctly, did I not? Or is he going by something different now?"

Ziva shook her head and looked down at her feet, "No, no, I mean, Matthew did have a baby, but, so did I."

Eli nodded, "I know, you're mother told me."

"So, why were you not there?" Ziva asked, Eli sighed, "I had a conference to attend."

Ziva gave a silent glare, "I thought we were over this." She said through gritted teeth. "Ziva, I would have loved to have been here, but being over thrown by-." Ziva rolled her eyes, "Being over-thrown by Israeli citizen would be murder for both you and Mossad. You told me that when I was eight, and you missed my ballet recital."

"Now, you can go to your own daughter's dance recitals." Eli said simply and Ziva nodded, "I plan too." There was a silence between the two as Ziva lightly kicked her feet against the floor. "So, am I allowed to see her?" Eli asked.

Ziva looked up at him, "Um, I suppose, just have a seat in the living room." Ziva said before rushing up the stairs. Eli looked around the living room before taking a seat on the couch and playing with the buttons of his suit. "Ssh, Ssh, hush teteleh." Ziva murmured as she down the stairs. Aimee was wide awake now, and wondering what the heck was going on. Ziva smiled and kissed her daughter's forehead as she continued to walk further to her father. "Aba," she said as sat in the couch, her right leg tucked underneath her. "This is Aimee," she said a smile on her face. Her daughter cooed up at her and reached for her face.

"She is small."

"She is only four months!" Ziva exclaimed, Eli shrugged, "You were not that small at that age." "Well, she is half DiNozzo."

Eli sighed, "Do you always have to say that?"

"Do you always have to say something about my life?"

Eli ran his tongue along the inside of his mouth, "What about the wedding? What happened to the man who finally hugged and made me feel warm inside?" Ziva asked as she laid Aimee on her back in front of her.

"He finally realized what his daughter wants in life…and it is not what he wanted for her." Eli explained sadly. Ziva sighed before lightly playing with Aimee's feet. "But don't I seem happy?" Ziva asked as she glanced up at him.

Eli gave a small nod, "I suppose."

Ziva gently picked up Aimee and rocked her gently, "Does Aimee seem happy?" Eli licked his lips before uttering, "Yes." "So then why can't you be happy with my life?" Ziva asked, almost pleading in a sense. Eli shrugged, "It is hard for me to accept certain things."

"Oh yeah, and being a parent is any easier?" Ziva shrieked. Aimee clawed at her mother's tank top and Ziva looked down, almost as if telling her mother to stay calm.

"Okay." Ziva whispered.

It was a silence between the two, Eli watching his daughter, and Ziva watching her own daughter. "I want things to be different between the two of us; I do not want to fight all the time. I want things to be different, for my daughter."

"But you cannot put everything behind," Eli stated. Ziva shifted in her seat, "I want you to do something for me." Ziva said, Eli looked up at her, "Which is?" Ziva smiled gently before gently placing Aimee in Eli's arms.

The older man didn't say a word, he just watched as a pair of brown orbs stared back up at him. He ran a finger over of Aimee's hairline, and smiled as she grabbed his finger and held onto it tightly. "You have your mother's grip," he whispered.

Aimee cooed and started babbling up at her grandfather, "But your father's personality."

Ziva smiled as she watched her father hold his grandchild, he seemed to melt in pure delight as Aimee tried to reach up and touch his face. "I am glad she is small." Eli declared quietly. Ziva smiled again before hearing footsteps coming from the front door. She turned around in her seat, and immediately hopped up.

She could see Tony tense almost immediately before stepping forward, "What's he doing here?" He hissed as Ziva ran over to him. "I don't know, he just showed up, and-and, we talked." Ziva whispered.

Her hands lay on his chest and he looked down at her, her eyes said more than she did. "We are putting it behind us." Ziva explained. Tony sighed and looked over at Eli, "I don't trust him." He muttered. Ziva glared at him, "I never asked you too, just try to be nice. For me."

"I think this is the hormones talking," Tony said, in a teasing matter. "I highly doubt it." Ziva murmured into his chest. "So, what this is your period?"

Ziva laughed and looked up at him, "How do you know about things like that?"

"I've had a lot of girlfriends, plus you know, I get bored when I'm in the stores."

Ziva laughed again and shook her head, "So, what, you just like walk around."

Tony nodded, "Yeah. I got one question though, where do the tampons go?"

Ziva gave a light scoff before kissing his nose, "I would show you but you don't have one." Tony licked his lips, "So you, stick it-….That's gross."

"Hey, you wanted to know." Ziva said with a smirk before turning around, Eli was standing and walking toward them, "If you two are done talking about female products. I just got a text message, Mona, needs me." Eli said and Ziva nodded, before taking Aimee into her arms. The baby was all giddy and bubbly; she pulled strands of Ziva's hair into her mouth and sucked on it hungrily.

"For now, my Aimee." Eli whispered as he kissed Aimee's hair. Ziva smiled and gave him a side hug before he kissed her forehead. "Aba."

Eli held out his hand, Tony glanced at it before shaking it, soundly. "Sir." Tony murmured. Eli nodded before Tony showed him to the door and Eli nodded again before stepping out. Tony shut the door once he heard a car start; he turned around and sank to the floor.

Ziva, who had already started breastfeeding Aimee, came and sat by him. She rested her head on his shoulder and he rested his cheek on top of her head, "Are you sure you're not pregnant?" Tony asked.

Ziva smirked and looked at him, "You have to do some things to get pregnant, and if you keep asking that then it will be very unlikely." Tony chuckled before nodding, "Alright."

Tony took one of Ziva's curls and curled it in his fingers, "One more thing."

Ziva raised her eyebrows, acknowledging she was listening,

"It's weird when old people text."

"Hi," Ziva whispered as she wheeling Aimee in, sleeping quietly in her stroller, with Tony following quickly behind her, "Awe, sleeping baby, wait, wait, sorry sleeping beauty." Matt said as he peered into the stroller. "Matthew, you better back away before she hurts you. She is part Tony remember, she does not like being woken up." Ziva teased.

Matthew gave her a mock laugh before hopping back up on the hospital bed, "Hey, uh, did you know Dad was in town?"

"He appeared at my house."

"Yeah, well, he like stopped by here 'cause he wanted to see the twins." Ziva shrugged and sat down on one of the chairs; she took off her coat and made sure to check on Aimee. "He just appears and tries to make everything better." Matt sighed.

"He said he wants to have dinner before he leaves, with his family." Matthew continued, Ziva looked up at him, "Are you going?"

"Are you going?" Matt countered. "Why are you asking me?" Ziva asked. "Because, you're my older sister. You're supposed to tell me what to do." Matt complained. "But now you're a father." Matt nodded, "I understand that. But I mean just tell me to go."

Ziva sighed, "Okay, go have dinner with dad."

"No! You're not the boss of me."

Ziva smiled and laughed along with Matt, "But you're still going." Ziva said through laughs. Matt stopped immediately, "Fine." He grumbled.

"Hi," Ashley murmured as she walked into the room, blue tank top and yellow yoga pants and all. "How are the twins?" Matthew asked. "Fine. But MaKynzi might be able to beat up her brother soon."

Matt chuckled and scoffed, "Not if he has David blood."

"Santiago-David."

"David-Santiago."

"Santiago-David."

"David-Santiago!"

Tony sighed, "First Hailey for a boy and now the longest last name ever? What's next, giving them a bad plastic surgery job at three? Geez!"