Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS, or I would already know what "Owwww…" means for Tiva. xD

A/N: So it's a little cheesy….whatevs. Hope you like it anyway! And sorry for the delay!

T – Toys

Tony and Ziva pushed the cart along the crowded aisles of the toy store. It was a week before Christmas, and this was the first chance they had to shop for presents for their 5 year old twins. Abby had picked up the kids earlier that day, letting them finally have some time to go shopping. They made their way down the toy aisles with a cart already mostly filled with presents. Tony finally stopped the cart abruptly and grinned.

"We should get them this!" He said as he pointed to a life-size, robotic dog. It looked eerily similar to a real one, and had many real-life features.

Ziva's jaw dropped and she looked at him. "Tony. They want a real dog. A fake one will not snip it."

He chuckled. "Cut it, Zi. And I mean….I guess you're right. If they really want a real one, a fake one won't work. They are our kids, after all. Stubborn to a fault."

She smiled and looked into his eyes. "You are right. Who wants something fake, when they can have the real thing? The true one is so much better."

He smiled softly as he stroked her cheek. "Why do I get the feeling we're not talking about animals anymore?"

Ziva leaned up and kissed his cheek. "I think it is because we are not. I love you Tony. And now I realize that the men I have been with before, who I thought I loved – that love was fake. Why would I want a toy when I could have you?"

"So I'm not a toy, then?"

She grinned as she leaned up to whisper in his ear. "No you are definitely not a toy, Tony. But that does not mean that I will not play with you."

He pulled her back to him playfully and kissed her chastely on the lips. It was a children's toy store, after all. Still, Ziva was well aware of the effect of her words. He winked at her.

"So does this mean we're getting the American dream?"

"What?"

Tony grinned. "Well, we already have a fence – it's not a white picket one, but that's just technical stuff. Are you saying we're going to get a dog now?"

Ziva laughed as she hugged him tightly, burying her face in his chest. "You already are my American dream, remember? But," she added before looking up into his eyes. "I suppose we can give our children their own version of it."

"Is that a yes?"

She laughed as she broke free of his grasp and winked at him. "Let's get out of here, and we'll see."