A/N: Oh my fricken god
A/N: Oh my fricken god! I am sooooooooooooooooo sorry! I've been busy. I know that's not an excuse, but let me tell you this. I was sent undercover by my boss John Snider and I was ordered to seduce this guy named Jack Benson in order to get close to her mother Rachel Benson aka The Flamingo. The operation blew up in my face when I fell in love with Jack. What?! This story line has already been used you say?! Damn! Who stole my idea!? Haha. Ok. Truth time. School. A lot less interesting/intriguing, but that's my life. Sorry. (Notice that the initials are the same as the character's initials. Heh. I'm a genius, I know. In reality, I'm a loser. Plain and simple.)
Tony had left after the movie was over and went home to shower, change and grab a few things. He had told Ziva to pack sandwiches, drinks and a blanket.
About 45 minutes later, Tony knocked on Ziva's door and Sam answered it.
"I thought you weren't supposed to open the door by yourself?"
"Do you want me to shut it and call Mommy?" She asked innocently.
Tony stepped inside, scowling, and Sam closed the door, grinning.
Ziva's voice came from the other room, "Sammy why don't you grab your CD player and anything else you want to bring, before Tony get's back here."
"I'm already here!" He yelled to her.
She walked into the living room, almost getting knocked down by Sam who was making a mad dash for her room, wearing a dark green tank top and skinny jeans
"My my Miss David, aren't we looking especially hot today?" He grinned.
She raised an eyebrow, cocked her head slightly and gave him a seductive smile.
He cocked his head to the other side and raised an eyebrow back.
Sam strode into the room fiddling with something in her small backpack.
"Mommy do we have any batteries?"
Ziva snapped herself back into reality.
"In the drawer over there." She pointed to a drawer in the kitchen.
Sam started walking over in the direction that her mother pointed out. "Thanks Ima."
"You're welcome. Hey Tony?"
"Yes Zee-vah?"
"Whose car are we taking to this 'secret place'?
"Yours I suppose."
"Good." She walked over to the closet and pulled out a car seat. "You ready to go Sam?"
"Almost." She pushed the final battery into the back of her CD player. "Ok." She started walking towards the front door.
Ziva handed the car seat to Tony. "Can you hold this for a second?"
"Yeah sure." He took it from her and she went into the kitchen, picked a basket up off the table and walked back over tot the door.
"Do you have a jacket Sam?" Ziva asked.
"No Mommy, where is it?"
"It's in the closet. Can you get mine too?"
Sam nodded, opened the closet and tried to pull the two jackets off of their hangers.
"Here," Tony put the car seat down on the floor, walked over and pulled the jackets off of their hangers.
"Thank you Tony." Ziva stared at him.
"What? I can be a gentleman when I want to be."
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After 10 or so minutes of Tony and Ziva arguing about how to put the car seat in, and another 5 minutes deciding who would drive, they were finally on their way.
Sam was sitting in the back with her headphones on, humming along to a song, Ziva sat sulking in the passengers seat and Tony was sitting in the drivers seat with a smug, triumphant smirk on his face.
"No need to goat."
"I think you mean gloat Zee-vah."
"One letter off!"
"Still the wrong word. A goat is an animal that eats almost anything."
"Just like you!"
"I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear that."
"You do that." She lightly slapped his cheek as she turned around to check on Sam.
"So your daughter wants to be an astronomer?"
"I guess so. She has always had a fascination with the stars and planets."
"Impressive."
"How so?"
"Well, it's just that most kids her age want to be princesses or cops or firefighters. Her knowing what she wants to be when she's older at the age of three? That's amazing."
Ziva smiled. "She has always been a smart one. She told me a few months ago what college she wants to go to."
"And which college is that?"
"Do you want to take a guess?"
"Ahhhh… Harvard?"
"No. She wants to go to MIT."
"She wants to be a McGeek?"
"It's a good school!"
"And how do you know that?"
"When she told me, I looked into it, it is a great school! I figure if I start saving up, I will be able to help her into it if she does not get a scholarship."
Tony stared at her, his mouth slightly agape.
"What?"
"You're an excellent mother, if you're already thinking about your three-year-olds college funds."
Ziva chuckled. "Yeah, well, the moment you look away, they're full grown."
Tony looked at her.
"My mother died shortly Tali was born. I kind of helped raise her." She sighed and looked out the window. "She had just gotten a scholarship for her piano playing skills. We were celebrating, that's why we were out."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah. Me too."
"Tali's a beautiful name."
Ziva smiled. "It belonged to a beautiful person."
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About 45 minutes later the car came to a stop. Ziva turned and looked at him quizzically.
"It's about a five minute walk that way." He tilted his head to show the direction.
Tony got the basket and a plastic bag out of the trunk and handed the basket to Ziva.
"Thank you."
"Yup."
"What's in the bag?" She stood on her tiptoes trying to get a look in the bag.
"Ah, ah, ah." He scolded. "You will just have to wait and see Zee-vah."
She glared at him, but realized that he wasn't going to fold. She sighed and took Sam's hand.
"Mommy!" She whined. "I'm a big girl! I can walk by myself."
"Very well sweetheart." She mumbled reluctantly.
Sam smiled triumphantly and grabbed her kite, handed it to Ziva and ran ahead of the adults.
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5 minutes later the trio was trekking over a large hill.
"How much farther?" Sam asked for the seventh time.
"Just over the top of the hill." Was Tony's seventh answer. He turned and grinned at Ziva.
Ziva was surprised. Tony was patient with Sam. She wouldn't have expected this from him. McGee and maybe Gibbs, but Tony was rarely patient with suspects and witnesses. It was slightly out of character for him.
"Awesome!" Sam shrieked.
Tony and Ziva were standing next to her in a moment of seconds.
"It's beautiful." Ziva whispered breathlessly.
They were looking down into the valley between several hills. There was a small lake surrounded by small groups of trees.
"It's just a little place a buddy of mine told me about." He smirked.
Sam started running down the hill, tripping occasionally only to giggle and stand back up, repeating the process.
Tony and Ziva made their way slowly down the hill laughing at Sam.
"Come on! Hurry up!" Sam giggled.
"We're going as fast as our old legs will take us kid!" Tony called down to her.
"Old legs?" Ziva challenged. "Your legs may be old, but mine are not."
"Sorry to tell you 'Mommy,' but your legs are old."
"Not as old as yours!" She challenged again.
"Touché, baby face." He ran the rest of the way down the hill, laughing manically.
She chuckled to herself. This should be fun.
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A/N: I was going to write the whole day, but I decided that I should get over this 'writers block' and get on with the fic. Sorry.
Sam was dozing peacefully when Tony glanced in the rearview mirror.
"She should sleep in tomorrow." Ziva mumbled from the seat next to him.
He jumped slightly. "I thought you were sleeping too."
"I was." She yawned.
They rode in silence for a few minutes.
"You did not need to do that."
"What?"
"Taking us out."
"I wanted too. Something told me that you don't get to go out with her much anymore."
Ziva chuckled. "Was it your keen investigating skills?"
He smiled. "That and the fact that you have the same grueling hours that I do."
"She's happy spending time with Jenny. It wouldn't be good if she wasn't though. Jen get's her most of the time."
"So it's like a custody agreement?"
"Exactly like one."
More silence followed.
"So what did the checkout person think when you went to check out with bubbles, Frisbees, hula-hoops and other childhood toys?"
"She was real friendly until she saw what I was buying, then she glanced at my hand and gave me a weird look."
"Why'd she 'glance at your hand'?"
"I think she was looking for a ring."
Ziva laughed.
"What?"
"I would have paid to see that."
Tony laughed.
"What about you?"
"What about me?"
"You made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches! I was wondering how you knew what PB and J meant."
"Peanut butter and jelly and banana thank you very much."
"Well whatever it was, it was good. Nicely done Miss David."
"Same to you Mr. DiNozzo. I had a very good time."
15 minutes of random conversation later, they were back at Ziva's apartment.
10 minutes after that Sam was in her pajamas and in bed.
8 minutes more and Tony and Ziva were on the couch watching the TV.
"Would you want to do that again next week?" Tony mumbled.
"Do what again next week?" She mumbled back.
"Go back to that place?"
Ziva sat in silence for a few moments thinking. Then, "Yes." She stood up, gave him a kiss on the cheek, walked down the hall to her room and closed the door.
Tony smiled to himself as he fell into a light slumber.
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A/N: I'll try to update sooner. But school started yesterday (I am now officially a sophomore! Second year at high school for those who do not know the American term. Heh.), so we'll see. OH! By the way vamp926 has a new fic. It's AWESOME so far! CHECK IT OUT IF YOU LOVE ME! Hehe.