Wow. I suck at updating. Not a good way to get people to like your first story. Seriously. Sorry, real life took over... school and my bipolar internet connection.

"Papa?"

"Ziva, my dear, so good to see you," Eli said while stepping forward and kissing her cheeks; he turned to Tony, "Agent DiNozzo."

Tony said nothing and glared at the man.

"McGee, I'll take it from here," Ziva said without breaking eye contact with her father.

"Ziva-," Tony began.

Ziva turned to look at him; he sighed and leaned forward, taking the sandwich bags from her while whispering in her ear, "Don't kill him yet. I want to be there when it happens."

She smirked slightly at him as he grabbed McGee's arm, dragging him away from the elevator.

"What happened, McGoo?" Tony asked as they walked into the bullpen, "You were supposed to have him out of here like 10 minutes ago."

"I know, Tony," McGee said, sitting down at his desk, "Gibbs wanted to talk to him."

10 minutes ago..."Are you nervous around me, Agent McGee?" Eli asked as they walked towards the bullpen.

"Um, no, sir," McGee stuttered slightly.

"It is okay to admit it. You would not be the first," he paused a moment before talking again, "How much do you care about my daughter?"

"She's like my sister," Tim replied without hesitation, "Well, I-I don't mean she's like, you know, Sarah, I just mean that she's like another sister to me."

"Hmm, and do you believe that I am not a good father to Ziva?"

McGee was saved from replying when a voice called out,

"McGee!" They turned to see Gibbs walking towards them.

"Yeah, boss?" McGee asked at the same time Eli said, "Ah, agent Gibbs."

"Give me a minute with director David here, McGee."

"Boss I don't-"

"I'm not gonna kill him, McGee."

"Okay," Tim said, going into the bullpen to sit at his desk.

Gibbs turned to face Eli, "I'm sure DiNozzo and McGee have already told you that we're not planning on letting Ziva go."

"Director Vance pointed that out as well."

Gibbs silently reminded himself to talk to Leon later, "I know you know about my first wife and daughter."

"Yes, and I am sorry for your loss."

"No, you're not, but thanks anyway," Gibbs paused for a moment, "I still miss them every day, but then I look at Ziva and think that I would've wanted Kelly to be something like her, had she gotten the chance. Your daughter is a wonderful woman and I'm sure you know that, but have you ever just taken a minute to appreciate it? To say 'thank you'?" Gibbs waved McGee over, "Think about that on your flight back to Tel Aviv."

McGee and Eli were standing in front of the elevator, waiting for it, when the former spoke,

"With all due respect, sir, I do believe that Gibbs is right."

"About what exactly, Agent McGee?"

"Well, all of it really," Tim was about to continue when the elevator doors opened revealing Ziva and Tony.

Present time, inside the elevator...There was silence for a while before Eli spoke up, noticing the new Star of David necklace hanging around his daughter's neck,

"Where did you get that one? That's not the one your mother gave you."

Ziva reached up to touch the necklace, "No, that one was taken from me in the hell-hole you sent me to. This one was given to me."

"By DiNozzo?"

"So what if it was?" She replied, thinking back to Christmas when Tony had given her the box containing the necklace. She'd hugged him and then kissed him after pointing out the mistletoe hanging above their heads.

She was brought back to reality by her father muttering something under his breath that she didn't quite catch; she decided to ignore it, whatever it was.

"What are you doing here?" Ziva said.

"Can a man not visit his daughter?" Eli replied.

"Why start making time for me now, Eli?"

"I have always made time for you!"

"Really? When?"

"Plenty of times when you were younger!"

"Yes, teaching me how to use guns and throw knives! And even that was only until Tali was killed!"

"Tali's death has nothing to do with this," Eli said calmly.

"Why?" Her voice was now slightly above a whisper, "Just tell me why I wasn't good enough for you."

"Ziva-"

"No," She interrupted, "I have been trying to please you since birth! Since birth because that's how long I've really been your officer. But even after 29 years of life, I'm still not good enough," and with that, she flicked the emergency switch as the elevator began to descend.

A/N: Ok, so? How was it? Good? Bad? Terrible? Ok, so press that little button down there that says review... Oh and I'm writing this VERY late at night so I apologize for any mistakes.