Author's Note: Thank you all once again for the wonderful reviews :) The Sneezing Panda, I definitely couldn't see regular, everyday Ziva doing something like that but hormonal, pregnant Ziva…yeah, could def see that. Ok everyone, here is the next chapter and probably the last chapter for a few days because I have a lot of less than desirable things to do the next few days…uhhhh. Anyway, here is the beginning of just a smidge of angst. Let me know what you think, thanks!

DISCLAIMER: I own Tali, not NCIS.

"Shome!" Tali smiles brightly at her Grandpa Gibbs and Uncle McGee as she enters the bullpen with her parents. Tony and Ziva share a quick glance as they smile at each other then part ways, heading to their separate work areas.

"Shalom Tali," Both men say as they offer the little girl a quick smile before they turn back to the plasma screen as McGee clicks through aerial views of their latest crime scene; a long ago forgotten corn field. Tali glances at the screen, her head tilting slightly to the side as she tries to figure out what she is looking at. Finding the photo on the screen to be less than interesting she skips over to her mother's desk, plopping down beside the desk as she takes a handmade quilted, purple patchwork backpack off her shoulders. She lifts the flap to the backpack and pulls out her hippo, her still favorite rattle and the doll that Grandpa Ducky had given her for her birthday, the play-doh and art set remaining at home per her parents request.

"Tateleh, did you remember to bring your crayons?" Ziva asks as she looks away from the computer screen as Tali pulls out a sheet of construction paper. Tali purses her lips as she thinks then delves back into her backpack, pulling out a container of snacks along with a juice box.

"No." Tali shakes her head. Ziva, making a rather similar face to the one Tali had when thinking, opens her desk drawer, rummaging through the papers and pens as she looks for something for her daughter to draw with.

"Princess, you wanna use these?" Tony asks from his desk, holding up a pack of crayons.

"Where did you get those?" Ziva asks, positive that NCIS does not supply their employees with crayons.

"That's for me to know and you to find out." Tony chuckles and swivels in his chair so he is facing Tali as she walks over to his desk.

"Tanks Daddy," Tali smiles at her father when she takes the crayons out of his hand, heading back to her spot by her mother's desk. Tony sits at his desk, his mouth formed in a perfect 'O' shocked that Tali has taken his crayons then left him for Ziva. Ziva smirks smugly lifting her brows then turns back to her work.

The bullpen falls into silence as Gibbs and McGee head back to their desks, McGee working on accessing all of the dead Marine's accounts while Gibbs gets on the phone to Abby to see if she has found anything that might lead them to the identity of the dead woman that had been found with the Marine. Tony checks his e-mails, hoping he has received word from his contact in Detroit, the dead Marine's hometown and Ziva looks through the Marine's records. Tali lies in the floor on her stomach flipping through a book that had been in the bottom of her backpack with her hippo tucked under arm. Gibbs is obviously frustrated with the lack of results Abby's searches have found, sighs deeply as he places the phone down and takes a large sip of coffee. None of the team turns their gazes to rest upon their Boss, all three knowing that a questioning look will grant them nothing but a sharp word and probably a head slap. All three glances up from their work for a brief moment, exchanging knowing glances but quickly return to their work. The three have just focused once again upon their work when Gibbs' phone rings.

"Yeah?" He asks, his tone short and snappy. "Ok!" Gibbs places the phone down once again and stands from his desk, grabbing his coffee cup as he begins walking past his desk. His team does not question but all eyes are on him as he nears the steps to go to Vance's office or MTAC.

"Me go?" Tali asks as she stands from her spot, running to her Grandpa. Tony and Ziva, while knowing that Gibbs would never hurt their child, his granddaughter, cringe slightly at her request. Everyone, whether NCIS agent or not, knows that Gibbs' short temper mixed with a case without any leads usually leaves the older man even more irritable than normal, and neither want their daughter to witness the explosion that Gibbs will more than likely have if pushed much further.

"Tali," Both begin but Gibbs stops them both as he bends down and picks Tali up.

"She's fine, we're just gonna go see Vance." Gibbs reassures the two and heads up the stairs as Tali smiles at the three agents below in the bullpen, waving as they turn to go to Vance's office.

"Shome!" Tali calls over Gibbs' shoulder to Vance's receptionist. The woman, dreading the mere thought of Special Agent Gibbs, is quickly to her feet and calling after him to stop but he ignores her, opening the door to Vance's office as Tali giggles and waves at the woman. The receptionist rolls her eyes and takes her seat again, giving Tali a small wave.

On the other side of the door Gibbs is not surprised to see his boss, and he uses the term as loosely as possible, sitting behind his desk, the trademark toothpick clenched between his teeth as he talks to the man sitting in the chair in front of his desk. Gibbs' eyes rest on the man sitting in front of Vance, a small, smug smirk creeping onto his face as he looks at the all too familiar face.

"Shome Bias, shome Ance." Tali mumbles as she rests her head on her Grandpa's shoulder, suddenly shy. Gibbs doesn't fight the urge to pat Tali's back and place a reassuring kiss against her temple, receiving a smug smirk from Fornell.

"What Tobias, you've never been affectionate towards a child? Wait, you're FBI." Gibbs' voice doesn't hold any malice towards the FBI Agent, years of banter back and forth between the two more of a way to keep their prickly reputations intact instead of actually insulting the other.

"I like children, I'm just shocked to see you be warm to anything that can't be sanded or sailed." Fornell shoots back at Gibbs. Vance shakes his head, dreading every time NCIS and the FBI cross paths because not only is there usually a turf war it also means dealing with Gibbs and Fornell for the duration of the case.

"How are you Tali? I heard you had a birthday recently; I hope it was a good one." Fornell says to Tali as he stands from his chair and walks over to Gibbs to get a better look at the little girl. Gibbs nudges Tali slightly as she continues to curl tighter into his side, her face burying into his neck.

"Toda." Tali once again mumbles, the word barely audible.

Vance motions for both men to take the chairs in front of his desk as he steeples his fingers in front of him, a look of seriousness on his face. Tali remains curled into Gibbs' side even as he sits, not even bothering to argue as he sits down and sits her on his knee. She rests her head against his chest, peeking through fallen curls at Fornell but never once taking a glance at Vance.

"Agent Gibbs I asked you to come to my office, not bring the youngest Dinozzo with you." Vance speaks pointedly to Gibbs, unhappy to see the toddler in his office. He does not mind the child being in the bullpen, or even the lab with Abby, and usually he wouldn't mind her being in his office, but he isn't even thinking of himself or the case, instead he is thinking of what Tony and Ziva's reactions will be. "Tali, are you having fun with Grandpa Gibbs today?" Vance asks the little girl, his voice softening slightly. Tali does not answer him, instead she nods her head slightly against Gibbs' chest. Fornell, still unaccustomed to hearing Gibbs called Grandpa, chuckles slightly, ice cold blue eyes and narrowed brown eyes falling on him.

"He is not her grandfather!" The statement is made simply from the doorway as Eli David steps into the office. Gibbs, Tali and Fornell all turn to face the doorway, the two men shocked to see the Director of Mossad not only in America but at NCIS headquarters.

"Uh-huh, Ganpa Gibbs!" Tali snaps at the man she has never seen before, her head quickly turning towards the door.

"Feisty just like Ziva," Eli muses, shaking his head as he nears the desk.

"Mama?" Tali questions, not understanding how this stranger knows her mother.

"Eli, glad to see you arrived on time." Vance comments as he stands, extending his hand to Eli.

"Shalom my friend, than…" Eli begins but is cut off.

"Shome?" Tali's face is scrunched into a confused scowl as she once again turns quickly in Gibbs' arms, her eyes trained on the man that is now just a few inches away from her.

"And talkative just like your father." Eli's voice is filled with disdain as he speaks the feelings toward his granddaughter's father apparent.

"What the hell is going on?" Gibbs demands, his patience wearing thin and his blood boiling as Eli David stands in the same room as him.

"We will be working together; Shalom Special Agent Gibbs!" Eli's voice is filled with hatred towards the Agent that had robbed him of not only his son but his daughter as well.

The tension in the room is getting thicker and thicker as Eli takes the empty chair beside Gibbs. Tali turns her face back into Gibbs' neck, all of a sudden feeling very timid as the man sitting beside her Grandpa looks at her. Gibbs tightens his grip on Tali, patting her back gently as he tries to calm her. Fornell, completely shocked to see the Director of what he has always considered one of the most dangerous agencies, leans back in his chair while looking at Vance expectantly. Vance sighs heavily, dreading the explanation that is to come.