Last chapter! Thank you to everyone who reviewed, you're the reason I keep writing! Thanks to Richefic who turned this chapter into something great.

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"Jake!" Tony shouted as he walked from his bedroom to the kitchen just as the toast popped out of the toaster. "Get your ass out of bed! We're both going to be late again!" He buttered the toast and cut it in half, placing one half in his mouth. He walked back out of the kitchen, through the living room and walked into Jake's bedroom without knocking. Jake was still under the covers. "Come on Jake, Gibbs has been pretty tolerant so far but that's going to wear off quickly and I really don't want another phone call from your school."

Jake sighed and pushed the covers away, "Fine," Tony handed him the other half of the toast and he began to eat it, "You going to be home on time tonight or am I going to have to make myself dinner again?" Jake asked as he climbed out of bed.

"Barring serious injury I promise to be back on time tonight, and to make it up to you we'll go out for food, what do you want?"

Jake smiled, "Burgers."

"Burgers it is, we'll go to the grill on Main street," Tony left the room while Jake got changed for school. He grabbed his gun and badge from his Gun safe, grabbed a jacket from the closet and his backpack that sat on the couch in the living room. Jake came out as Tony finished getting ready wearing a ripped pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

"It's cold out there, go put a jacket on."

Jake rolled his eyes, "Yes mom," Jake turned back to his room and came back out a second later with a jacket. He held his hand out and Tony placed five dollars in the open hand. Jake stuffed it in his jeans pocket and picked up his own backpack.

"You ready?" Jake nodded.

"Let's go then," Tony opened the front door and waited for Jake to exit the apartment before closing and locking the door. The pair walked down the hallway and down the five flights of stairs. Down in the garage Tony unlocked the mustang and climbed into the drivers seat while Jake climbed in the passenger side.

"When I'm 16 are you going to let me drive?"

Tony laughed, "Not in this car."

Jake's eyes widened, "Are you going to buy me a car?"

"Do I look like Bill Gates?"

"Your family is rich," Jake said and Tony wished he hadn't told Jake about the family business, now Jake though that Tony could buy him anything he wanted.

"Look, get a paper route or something and save the money. I'll match whatever you save, deal?"

"Deal," Jake nodded. Tony started the car and ten minutes later they were parked outside Jake's new school. Jake climbed out the car.

"Hey!" Tony called to get Jake's attention before he walked off. "No calls."

Jake rolled his eyes, "No calls."

"Good," Jake slammed the door and began to walk off. Tony looked at his watch and winced, "Gibbs is going to kill me," He said to himself before starting the car and pulling out of the school.

Jake walked down the main hallway at school and found his locker. He put in the combination for the lock and the locker swung open. The first thing to go in was his jacket. He used to live on the streets; he could handle a little cold. He only put it on to please Tony.

"Who was the guy who dropped you off?"

Jake shut the locker and was greeted by the sight of his new friend Josie. She was the only one who talked to him. Somehow people had found out about his former life on the streets and avoided him like he was diseased. Josie didn't care what other people thought.

"My legal guardian, why?" Jake asked as he pulled a couple of books from his locker and dropped them into his bag.

"He's cute."

Jake rolled his eyes, "He's like thirty five." The pair began to walk to their first class.

"I like older men," Josie explained with a shrug, "What does he do?"

"He's a federal agent," Jake answered.

"Cool!" Josie smiled, "Like with the gun and the badge? He FBI?"

Jake shook his head, "NCIS."

"What on earth is that?"

"It's a Navy thing."

"Oh," Josie wasn't that impressed.

"But he does have the gun and the badge." To his surprise, Jake found himself defending Tony's reputation. "He even saved my life once."

"Cool, what happened?" Jake began the story of how he met Tony as the pair entered English class.

Ten minutes after dropping Jake off, Tony pulled into his parking space at NCIS headquarters.

"You're late, DiNozzo, that's the third time this week." Gibbs said as Tony walked into the squad room.

"I'm sorry, Boss, we're still working on the morning thing," Tony explained.

"Work quicker, you're late again and you'll be doing everyone's paperwork for a week."

Tony grimaced at the reprimand, "Yes Boss."

"How's it going?" Gibbs asked, his tone softer.

"We're getting there," Tony answered, "School's more of a problem, he's in a class with kids three years younger than him and he's already got into a fight."

"He'll settle in," Gibbs assured.

"Before or after he's spent all my money?" Tony managed a smile, "He asked for a car this morning," Gibbs laughed, "We're going for burgers this evening, you should come, I was going to invite the rest of the team."

"I don't -" Gibbs hedged.

"They serve steak." Tony pressed.

Gibbs met DiNozzo's eyes. He'd been more than proud when Tony had stepped up to take the kid on. But being a parent was no easy job. Maybe he could help out a little. "I'll meet you there about 1900. Alright?"

"Thanks, Boss," Tony gave him a brilliant smile, before moving over to his desk. "You'll hardly recognize Jake. He's done this thing with his hair."

"DiNozzo."

"Shutting up now, Boss."

That evening Tony picked up Jake from their apartment and drove them to the restaurant where they met up with the rest of the team.

"Nice place," McGee spoke up as he scanned the menu.

"Been here a couple of times," Tony said, "Do the best cheeseburgers in DC."

Ziva rolled her eyes, "You say that about every burger place in DC."

"Well it's true!" Tony replied. The team's conversation was interrupted when a leggy blonde waitress walked up to the table, pad and pencil at the ready. "Hi," Tony flashed a toothy smile at the waitress and she smiled back, "And who might you be?" he asked.

She pointed at her name badge, "Nina."

"Hi Nina, I'm Tony," Tony smiled again and this time she giggled. Ziva rolled her eyes again.

"Are you ready to order?"

"I think so," Tony opened his menu, "Yeah, I'll have the cheeseburger, large fries and a coke, Jake?"

"Same," Jake spoke up. One by one they ordered their meals and Tony gave the waitress one last flirty smile before she walked off towards the kitchen.

"Everything in a skirt," Ziva shook her head in disbelief

"What?" Tony asked innocently and the group laughed.

Tony finished his coffee and sat back into his chair feeling like he'd eaten an elephant.

"I'm stuffed."

"Me too," Abby lay her head on his shoulder with a sigh, "I don't think I'll need to eat for a week."

Tony snorted, "You'll be after another burger by tomorrow."

"True," Tony laughed

"We should be going," Gibbs downed the last of his coffee. Tony sat up and looked round, noticing for the first time that someone was missing. He scanned the large restaurant with no luck. Finally out of the corner of his eye he noticed a figure leaning against railings just outside the entrance. He chucked his wallet at Gibbs who caught it deftly. "Pay for me," He told Gibbs before pushing his chair back and walked towards the entrance.

"Wow," Abby's eyes widened, "He actually trusts you with his wallet?" She asked incredulously.

"Where's he going?" Ziva asked.

"To talk to Jake," Gibbs said knowingly as he pulled cash from Tony's wallet.

"Hey," Tony spoke quietly as he left the restaurant and joined Jake at the railings. He leant against the cold metal and turned his head towards the teenager. "What's up?"

"Nothing," Jake shook his head

"If it was nothing why would you be out here on your own?"

"I was just thinking."

"About what?"

"What my life would be like if Rick had never been killed."

"Oh," Tony pressed his lips together. He should have known he would screw this up. It wasn't like his own parents had been such great role models. But he'd kept to WWGD and he'd thought he was doing okay. Seems like he was wrong. "Look, if this isn't working out for you-"

"No! Its nothing like that."

"Then what?"

Jake shuffled his feet a little. He'd never felt like this before. Before he'd been on his own, homeless, drunk most of the time. No one had given him a second look. Except Tony. Now he had a cool place to live, people who cared about him. Even school wasn't so bad.

"I just .." He looked up, unaware of how much his eyes gave him away. "Thanks for the burger … and everything."

"Everything, huh?" Tony looped his arm around the kid's neck in a loose headlock and rubbed his knuckles across the top of his head, just like he did to McGee. As Jake laughed and tried not very hard to get away the rest of the team joined them in the sidewalk.

"Gibbs, help!" Jake laughed. "Arrest him or something."

Gibbs simply smiled.

"Aren't you going to help him?" Ziva never thought Gibbs would pass up a chance to slap Tony across the back of the head.

"Don't look at me," Gibbs smiled at Tony over the top of Jake's head. "Looks, to me like DiNozzo's doing fine on his own."