"Jake," he waved his son over. "Camp fire."

Jake rolled his eyes, setting down his controller, and heading in his Father's direction.

"Dad I was just bout to pass level five…"

Tony pointed at him. "We gotta cut down the time you're spending with McGee."

He laughed. "Aww come on Dad, Uncle Mcgee taught me everything I know."

"I know son, that's what worries me….listen, I want to talk to you about something serious."

"Uh oh, not another talk about mom is it?"

"No."

"Is Uncle Gibbs mad at me?"

"No."

"What else is there?"

Tony patted him on the back. "You know I love you right?"

Jake nodded. "Uh huh."

"And you know I would never do anything to mess up what we have right?"

He nodded again. "Uh huh."

"And I sound like a broken record don't I?"

He smiled. "Uh huh."

"Okay Jake…I'm just going to lay it out there…you know Aunty Ziva and I have been friends for a long time, and with your Mom moving out over the last year, her and I have started to see each other."

"But you see each other all the time dad?" He looked at Tony with a confused look, that was so innocent, Tony wanted to pull him into a hug right then and there.

"Um, well yes we do, but not like this…we're seeing each other like your Mom and I used to see each other."

"Ewww, you're kissing Aunt Ziva?"

Tony laughed slightly. "You're not always gonna think that its yucky Jake."

"Yeah well, now I do and that's kinda weird dad, even for you."

He shrugged his shoulders, and gave Jake a serious look to bring his focus back. "I care about her a lot Jake, and we're having this little camp fire to tell you that she's gonna be moving in with us…"

Jake stood up. "You mean like taking Mom's place?"

Tony nodded, setting his hand on Jakes shoulder to sit him back down. "She won't replace Mom, you'll still see her, she'll just be moving in to help like Mom used to."

Jake shrugged his arm away. "Wish Mom was still here…maybe if you weren't so weird she would be…" He stood back up abruptly and headed towards the front door. Tony followed but wasn't expecting Jake to be halfway down the street by the time he got to the door.

"Jake get back here!!" He ran back inside to grab his keys, flipping open his phone instinctively. "Yeah this is Agent Anthony DiNozzo, my son just left home, he's 8 years old and he's wearing a black tee shirt and jeans…headed West on Marion…yes, thank you."

Every minute that went by over the next hour, was more nerve racking than most things Tony had ever experienced. And when he finally received the phone call that told him of his son's where abouts, he had never been more relieved.

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"Jake you know what you did wasn't smart." Gibbs placed a grilled cheese sandwich in front of him, and took a seat.

"I know but I figured if Aunt Ziva was moving in, that maybe you would let me move in with you?" He looked up at Gibbs, and he just about melted.

He had to fight back to the urge to agree with the kid. "It's not that I wouldn't want you staying with me but…"

"Just forget it..." he stood up and Gibbs followed, grabbing a hold of his arm.

"Jake listen, your Dad is the one who needs to take care of you. I work just as much as he does, plus, you'll notice I'm pretty cranky the more time you spend with me."

He smiled, calming down a bit. "But I don't want Ziva to move in, and I don't know where else to go."

Gibbs smiled back at him. "Maybe you should talk to your dad about that." He pointed at Tony, who was making his way down the basement stairs.

Jake rolled his eyes and Gibbs smacked him on the back of the head. "Hey, what did I tell you about that?"

Jake rubbed his head. "Sorry…uh I mean…won't happen again Uncle."

"Alright, now talk this out with your dad; don't make me have to come back down here." He passed Tony, giving him a glare as he passed.

"Thanks boss." Gibbs nodded and headed up the stairs.

Tony took his chair across from Jake and sighed heavily before pulling Jake into a hug. "Gosh, you had me worried sick." Tony sat back and laughed at himself. "I sounded like your mom right there didn't I?"

Jake nodded. "She would've been more scary."

Tony laughed. "And that's exactly why I'm the dad and she's the Mom. Neither of us can do each others jobs…catch my drift?"

"Yeah, I guess I just figured that with Aunt Ziva there, you and I would spend even less time together then we already do."

Tony shook his head. "I promise you that won't happen."

"Really?"

He sat back and put his hands up. "Look at this face, would I lie to you?"

Jake smiled. "Sorry I left, I was just mad…guess that's why Mom left too huh?"

"Listen, what made your Mom leave, had nothing to do with you, you know that."

"Yeah, Uncle Gibbs told me that too, and whatever he says goes right?"

Gibbs reappeared above the stairs. "Yup."

Tony smiled and gave Jake a small hug. "What do you say we go home?"

Jake nodded. "Will Aunt Ziva be there?"

"Do you want her to be?

"Well I just got this new controller from McGee and we can do triple player with her there too."

They started up the stairs. "Yeah? Well we're still gonna talk about how much time you're spending with Uncle McGeek on the way home."

Jake resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he passed by Gibbs, and Tony couldn't help but put out his hand for Gibbs to take it. "Thanks boss, I guess I owe you another one eh?"

Gibbs took his hand. "Just keep taking care of him Tony, I don't want to have to adopt him anytime soon."

Tony simply smiled in return. "Don't worry boss, I wouldn't do that to him."