7 P.M. Friday night: Alijah is coloring, and Ziva is reading when there's a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Ziva asks as she gets off the couch.

"Delivery,"

"Ha ha." Ziva says sarcastically as she opens to door to Tony.

"I brought food."

"Hey Alijah will you come in here for a second?" Ziva calls into the kitchen.

He comes out and sees Tony.

"Tony!"

"Hey buddy," Tony smiles. "You hungry? I brought pizza."

"Yeah."

"Good."

The three of them watch T.V. and eat pizza until 8.

"Hey little man it's time for bed." Ziva reveals.

"Mommy I'm not tired."

"Why don't you let him stay up for ½ an hour longer."

Ziva gives him the look.

"Yeah mommy?"

"No Alijah bed."

"Go put your pajamas on and I'll tuck you in," Tony volunteers.

"Ok." Alijah agrees.

A few minutes later Alijah comes back into the living room, to get Tony.

"I'm ready."

"Ok." Tony picks Alijah up and throws him over his shoulder. He takes him into his room, and then plops him down on his bed. He tucks him in.

"Sleep tight."

"Ok." Alijah agrees as Tony walks out shutting the door.

Tony walks back out into the living room where Ziva is still sitting on the couch.

"Tony sit down please."

"Ok."

"I want to talk."

"You want to talk?"

"Yeah."

"About what?"

"I'm really glad you're so great with Alijah. It means a lot to me."

"He's a great kid."

"Anyway I know that we've been on a few dates, well more like play dates, but I think that I'm ready to make this serious."

"Like marriage?"

"No, I mean like seeing you on a regular basis."

"Oh."

"I mean if that's ok with you."

"Yeah."

"But you have to realize that Alijah and I are a package, so it's the both of us."

"I understand, and I'm ok with that."

"Good."

"So what was that look for earlier?"

"Motivation."

"Oh. I thought it was a reward."

"It is." Ziva says as she grabs Tony's hand and pulls her toward her bedroom. The following morning Ziva rolls over expecting an empty bed due to the fact that Alijah was finally sleeping in his own bed all night. Instead she finds a full grown man. Tony. She runs her hand through her hair as she wraps the sheet around her and gets up. She smacks Tony on the back of the head.

"Ow what was that for?"

"Get up, you need to leave before Alijah gets up. Or at least get dressed,"

"Why?"

"Do you want to explain why you stayed here last night to a three year old?"

"Not exactly,"

"Then go get dressed,"

"I'll leave,"

"Thank you,"

"I'll see you this afternoon," Tony says after getting dressed.

"Bye,"

"Bye," Tony says just before heading for the door.

"Wait?"

"What?"

"Your watch," Ziva exclaims as she tosses it to him.

"Is that all I thought you we're going to kiss me,"

"I was," Ziva admits as she walks over to him.

"Oh really?" He asks raising one eyebrow.

"Yeah," She confesses as she kisses him. They stand there for a few minutes before Ziva pulls away. "Now you really have to go," She says as she opens her door. He quietly sneaks out.