Ziva was surprised to see a white feather on the table, along with a note:

'Come out into our private field tonight, I have a surprise for you! And no, it doesn't involve trying to catch chickens again. -Tony'.

Ziva chuckled remembering how terrible her adorable husband was at trying to catch chickens, feathers went everywhere!

That night

After putting Tali to bed, Ziva walked out to the beautiful field that she and Tony considered to be their private spot.

'What's up, Tony?' She asked.

'Come with me.'

Turns out, he had a fancy dinner ready for them with candles being the centerpiece and everything!

'You did all of this?' She asked, stunned.

'Most of it. I had to have a chef make some of the fancy stuff, but it turned out pretty good. Figured we deserve a private night to ourselves for once.' Tony replied.

'You are such a romantic! And I love it.'

The dinner was very good, except the desert tasted a little weird.

'You tried to make this pie yourself, didn't you?' Ziva asked.

'Yup. There might have been 1 or 2 mishaps involving confusing the sugar with salt, but it turned out pretty good.' Tony replied.

'Well that explains something.'

'Hey, it can be pretty easy to confuse the 2, especially when our daughter decides to swap the bag labels as a joke!'

Ziva laughed.