Well, well, well look who's finally here! I finally upated this fic! I just figured I had to with all the great responses I'm getting even though I haven't updated in forever and day. So here ya go. Nothin special, just a little bonding time between Ziva and Leo.

Ziva practically sprinted off of the boat. Tony was right behind her. When they entered the DiNozzo house, no one could be found.

"Dad," Leo called, "Mom? Owen? Somebody?"

"In here," Kelsey called. The four of them followed her voice into the DiNozzo's elegant sitting room. Tony saw him immediately, he looked different than he had the last time Tony had seen him, but he could still tell the man was Eli David. He was surprised he hasn't realized it the moment he had met Ziva. The two were definitely father and daughter. Eli smiled when he saw the four kids enter.

"Shalom Tony, Leo, Rina." The kids all smiled and hugged him. The left Ziva still standing, looking at her father.

"And my beautiful, beautiful Ziva," he said, hugging her and kissing her on both cheeks, "if you had to pick one non-Jewish man, Tony would be him." Ziva smiled.

"Thank you, papa."

"And now," Eli said, "shall we celebrate?" The DiNozzos cheered as Jacob broke open a bottle of wine. As the celebration continued, Ziva's eyes fell on Leo. He looked remorseful, almost regretful. She handed her class of wine to Tony. She felt her father's eyes following her as she made her way over to Leo. She sat down next to him and he looked up sharply.

"Hey," she said.

"Hi." There was a question in his voice.

"Are you ok? You seem...troubled." Leo laughed sadly.

"Yeah. I'm just thinking."

"About what?"

"Your sister." Ziva's head snapped up.

"Which one?"

"Nena." Ziva nodded at the memory of her youngest sister.

"She would be about your age if she were alive today." Leo nodded.

"I know." Ziva saw tears come into his eyes.

"How well did you know my sister," Ziva asked. Leo laughed sadly.

"We...we were gonna get married. She was everything I could have asked for. Your father even approved it. I remember...when we were both six years old, our family was living in Israel..."

"You lived in Israel?"

"Yeah. For a little while. That's how our dads got to be such good friends. Dad sponsored a lot of Mossad missions. Before you ask, not metsada missions, other types." Ziva nodded.

"Anyway, when we were living in Israel, your father threw Nena and I a fake wedding. A Jewish wedding of course. I got to step on the glass and everything." Ziva laughed.

"I remember...Tali. She took the place of the rabbi. She insisted. She was about fourteen at the time. It was two years before she died. Tali was like a big sister to me and Rina. She would always bring Rina up to her room and they'd be up there for hours. Your father would go check on them and come down with a smirk on his face." Ziva laughed again.

"He would never tell any of us what they were talking about." Ziva smiled and then furrowed her eyebrows.

"How come I never met you before?"

"Well did you still live at home when you were 24?"

"No."

"Well there you go. I'm also assuming you didn't have a lot of time being Mossad and all." Ziva smiled sadly.

"You are right." Leo looked down.

"It's just...seeing you and Tony so happy together...it makes me think, you know? About Nena and I." Ziva put her arm around Leo's shoulders. She leant down and whispered in his ear.

"I miss her too."

So there ya go. I was originally gonna have Leo be in love with Tali but then I figured if she was sixteen when she died and she died before season three...it wouldn't have really worked. I hope you like it! Please review if you have a second! It might help me update quicker next time. :D