Ziva's grief aside, the first date was a total success. They had already made plans to go out again the next week. Tony was saving up to take her on a nice date and he was planning a get away when Jason was a little older. Tony was happy the relationship was finally moving forward. Between John's decline and eventual death, work, and general drama. It had not been easy to get passed admitting feelings. Now things had finally settled down and Ziva had moved forward. They were well on their way to what Tony prayed was a successful and long relationship.

The movie and dinner were nice, as was the desert afterwords; but Ziva's fondest memory was Tony caring for her. She had broken down after the movie. Overall she was doing great with her grief but certain things were triggers. That wheelchair boy was one of them. There were times where she questioned her choice. Wondering if John did have life left in him. Even though she knew he did not. Her therapist said that she would always have these doubts. It was natural and it was common. They were working on coping techniques but Ziva would never be cured.

Tony knew all of this and he was amazing through everything. He had carried her to the car and held her until she stopped crying. Then they went to Dairy Queen for desert. He asked if she was OK several times but did not bring up the incident.

"I just wanted to thank you. For the other night. I know how much easier it would have been to just walk away or simply drive me home." Ziva told Tony.

"Losing John was hard on me too. Nowhere near as painful as it must be for you but it still hurts pretty bad. Honestly this is the least I can do." Tony explained.

"I know but I still just want to thank you." Ziva replied.

Carson slammed his locker shut. He tightly gripped the white envelope that held his future. He had started taking his grades more seriously since moving to DC. His old high school was known for it's basketball team. They'd had a professional grade court put in a few years back but even before then, they had several players go into the NBA. If you were a good enough player they just let you slide or were at least more understanding. The new school you had to maintain a C average. The coach signed your report card to keep you on the team. Carson had maintained his average and made the team. Until he slacked off in English. He was facing being cut, unless he improved his grade. He got the report today and he could not read it. Instead he headed for the gym and tossed the note into Coach Hooks' hand. Coach Hooks carefully opened the envelope and studied the slip of paper.

"Congratulations Carson you are back on." Coach Hooks declared.

"Really?" Carson gasped.

"You barely squeaked by and I have requested weekly reports from Mrs. Duncan but you are back on. Now go dress out, warm-ups begin at ten." Coach Hooks explained.

Juliana shifted in the counselor's chair. She used to love these meetings. Before John died that is. Now that her brother and inspiration was gone. She had no idea what she wanted to do with her life. She had wanted to be a nurse or a doctor. Watching John die had changed that. She no longer wanted to live in a hospital and tend to the sick. She had considered special education forever but that would bring it's own heart breaks. Seeing Donald in his group home had been very tough on her. She wondered if she could handle the students who did not get a happy ending.

"Good afternoon Miss. David." Mr. Jones greeted.

"Good afternoon" Juliana replied.

"Any ideas about the future? You are already accepted to several colleges and while you do not have to declare a major for a couple years. Certain colleges are better for certain majors. It would be great if we could make the choice based on your dreams." Mr. Jones explained.

"I am leaning towards special education but after John and then my uncle Donald. I don't know if I have it in me." Juliana explained.

"Understandable but since you mentioned special education. I have an opening for a volunteer position at Sunshine Academy's summer school program." Mr. Jones explained.

"How long do I have to decide?" Juliana asked.

"Applications are due the day before winter break." Mr. Jones replied.

"I will consider it." Juliana replied.

"Very good and this will give you a taste of the profession. Of course you will not be able to teach or handle care. It is more of a shadowing experience. My granddaughter did the program last year and adored it." Mr. Jones explained, handing Juliana an application.

It was just Ziva, Tony, and Jason. They sat together in the living room. Jason was asleep in his cot, Tony and Ziva sat on the bed. Jason had the DiNozzo eyes but he looked just like his mother. Ziva had seen Carson cry a few times at the sight of his son. The adoption would be final in a few weeks. Carson had long since terminated rights and they had a court date set. Ziva could not wait until the day that she could officially declare Jason her son, and finally post pictures of him. She had taken a million pictures of Jason but could not post his face until the process was complete. She was going to do a mass upload the first day that she could.

"He is a beautiful child." Tony commented.

"He is" Ziva replied.

"Do you think we will have one of our own?" Tony asked.

"I hope so." Ziva whispered.

"I guess I jumped the gun but I have been thinking about the future. We do not have as much time as we did in our twenties." Tony explained.

"I have thought about harvesting eggs and then if I wanted another child. We could either do IVF with me or use a surrogate." Ziva explained.

"If it comes to that. I love that idea." Tony explained.

A/N: Moving a little fast but this is going to be a fairly fast relationship. New chapter will be up soon. Thanks for reading and please review.