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Unknown School, 4:50 pm
Ziva marched through the school hallway. Leroy followed her close behind, his eyes wide staring everywhere in the big building. Ziva was so angry at her oldest son. It was the so many time already, that she had to come to meet the principal and she was getting sick of it. She didn't care about the staring teenagers.
She turned an corner on the second floor and walked towards the door of the office and was surprised when she saw Yasmin sitting on the chairs across from it. She walked to her and now Yasmin noticed her.
''Mom—'' Yasmin started. ''What is she doing here?''
''Don't even start, defending him'' Ziva snapped.
''Huh? Who?'' she asked honestly confused.
''Your brother'' Ziva stated, sitting down across from her and Roy sat next to her.
''Wait? J.T. Is in there? Mr. Goodman is shouting at him?'' She asked, she was even more surprised now. ''What did he do?'' Yasmin, had to resist the urge to look to her right.
Ziva sighed. ''I'll explain later'' She said. Now she looked over to the boy, who sat next to Yasmin and watched her daughter, with a soft smile. ''Why are you meeting Mr. Goodman, Yasmin?'' She than asked.
''Oh, I didn't have to. I just came along with my uh... friend'' She replied, pointing to the boy next to her.
''Your friend, huh?'' Ziva said. ''Well that didn't take long'' She thought. ''Does he have a name'' Ziva asked, suspecting a name.
''Peter Anderson, ma'am'' He said, before Yasmin had the chance. Leroy couldn't help the grin that grew on his face and his eyes lite up.
Ziva tried not to meet that grin. She had to admit that her daughter had quite a good taste in boys. He had half long, straight blond hair a lock just resting on his eyebrow and dark blue eyes,that were the precise opposite of Gibb's his gray-blue ones.
''Nice to meet you Peter'' Ziva said, her anger turned in polite and calm, for some moment.
''Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Wiliams'' He said politely and now his Australian accent was audible. He eyed Yasmin and saw that she sat there, quite nervous and just wanted the principal to come and ask her mother to go inside.
Luckily for her, he did and their introduction was interrupted by the door opening and a old man, well he would be like Gibbs's age with a stash and old glasses.
''Mrs. Williams, will you come inside please?'' He asked. She nodded.
''Yasmin. Keep an eye on her brother'' Ziva ordered and went inside, the door closer behind her.
''Do you think she knows?'' Peter asked Yasmin.
''I really don't know anymore'' Yasmin stated.
Leroy still had grin on his face and couldn't help himself anymore. ''You were already busted the second time you sneaked out of your window'' He said.
Yasmin eyes widened, but Peter just was confused.
''What did he say?'' He asked.
''They know'' she growled and leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms and pouted. Peter chuckled at her face.
...
Ziva stopped as she saw Yonah, sitting in one of the two chairs in front off the principal's desk. He didn't dare to look at his mother right now, nor to Mr. Goodman. His face expression was emotionless, yet he felt like an idiot, more for getting caught then for doing what he did.
Ziva walked towards the chair and sat down next to him. She looked at him, but she only got eye contact for nearly a millisecond. Yonah straightened himself in the chair.
''So. You know why you're are here Yonatan?'' The principal asked him sternly.
''Yes, Sir'' He answered coldly.
''Would you mind telling me?'' He continued.
''I got caught, by Miss. Chan'' Yonah said. The principal was quiet for a moment and looked at Ziva. Basically it was true what Yonah said, but it wasn't the answer they wanted to hear.
''It's the third time in one month that I have to call you in, in these kind of circumstances, do you know what that means?''
''That I don't have to come back here for 5 days?'' He answered with a question. Ziva had to resist the urge not to 'head slap' him, right here and now, because of the attitude he was giving.
''Do you think, that's a good idea, Mrs. Williams?'' The principal, turned his eyes to her, that were looking over the glasses.
''Yes'' Ziva nodded in agreement. ''I can assure that his time off school, will not be as enjoyable as he would like'' She reassured him.
''Very well. Yonatan, you can leave now. I want to talk to you're mother for moment''
Yonah rolled his eyes, stood up and walked to the door. Hearing something about waiting, with Yasmin and Leroy in the back of his mind, he closed the door behind him.
''I am very sorry for this, yet again'' Ziva apologized.
''Mrs Williams, have you noticed any change in the boys attitude at home?'' He asked promptly.
''Where is this coming from?'' Ziva thought and sighed. ''Yes. But me and his father are helpless. He doesn't talk, he's always upstairs at home, except for dinner, lunch or breakfast. Also his attitude is getting worse, but we thought is was puberty'' She explained.
''You know his grades aren't good and if he's keeping this up, he will not pass this year. We have noticed, that he has changed, ever since he turned down teenagers he hung out with and started hanging out with others'' He told her.
''We didn't noticed that. Yonah never takes friends home. Again. I am very sorry for this. We will talk to him again. And he will get what he deserves in his week off of school'' She again reassured him.
''Very well then. You are free to go'' He said to her and stood up. Ziva did the same and shook the hand Mr. Goodman had reached out for her.
''Goodbye. And again, I'm very sorry'' Ziva hated to say sorry. After 8 years of working with Gibbs she had learned not to do that and now her teen aged son, made her weak against his principal. She turned and walked out of the door.
She closed it behind her, slightly harder than intended and she looked over to her son, who by the time he caught her eyes, Angry, hurt, raged, was getting smaller every second, in his seat.
''Car!'' She called. ''And that goes for all of you!''
''But mom, I was supposed to go in with Peter!'' Yasmin began to argue.
''Not today. Thank your brother for that'' Ziva stated and turned to walk out of the damn building. Leroy was the first to follow her.
Yasmin gave her brother an angry stare and narrowed her eyes to him. ''Thanks a lot dibshit!'' She said to her brother.
''Shut up!'' Yonah said, sounding angry as well and started walking.
Yasmin turned to Peter. ''I guess I see you tomorrow then'' She said to him. He nodded.
''I guess you will'' He said and gave her light kiss on the cheek. ''Bye Yazz''
''Bye'' She smiled and a light blush over her cheeks, stood up and ran to catch up with her family.
...
DiNozzo Van, almost home, 5:35 pm
Ziva saw in the corner of her eye that Yonah was just looking out of the front window, showing no emotion on his face again. Something, Ziva wished he hand not learned from her. He was good at it. It was silent in the car. Roy and Yasmin were both waiting for the bomb to go off and when Ziva had to wait for the fourth red light, she snapped.
Her right hand reached out and banged hard against the back of the fourteenth years old head.
''Ow!'' He shouted, harder than he wanted, because he didn't want to let the others know, that it had hurt him.
''What the hell were you thinking!'' Ziva began. ''You say you go to school early to do something for school. And don't say you not were lying!'' She interrupted him when he opened his mouth. ''Because we all know that you did not intended to let us know, that you were going to make copies of you tests, TO SELL THEM!''
Leroy and Yasmin looked at each other. Shocked after finding out what he did.
''And therefor you head slap me?'' He retorted. ''I can't believe you're still doing that. I'm not a kid anymore!'' She pushed in the gas and started driving again, at the green light. She did only have to turn in to there street.
''Then why do you act, like a little boy, who still needs the attention?'' Ziva countered. He didn't say anything. Crossed his arms and had a angry face now, that looked outside of the window again. ''You're only proving my point, by giving me that attitude, Yonatan'' She than said.
She turned into their street and drove passed 4 houses before turning into the parking lot before their house.
''You wouldn't understand'' He said.
''Well you can explain it to me and your dad, so that we understand. Because your father knows about me going to school and also knows why!'' She said pointing to Tony's car that was parked before hers.
They all stepped out. Leroy and Yasmin, kept their mouths shut, as they knew everyone was going to be pissed off. They walked through the garage into the house, where Tony was waiting in the kitchen. Ziva came in first noticing the same anger, she has on Tony's face.
''Rooms! Now!'' He shouted. Leroy and Yasmin, pulled out their lunch boxes and walked towards the stairs, taking of their shoes off and put them away into a small cabinet next to the stairs and walked up the stairs. Yonah did the same and wanted to walk after them.
''Hey dad'' Yasmin and Leroy said at once and let out a smile, just so that he wouldn't let the anger go over them.
''Hi, kids'' He smiled for a second and than saw Yonah following them. ''Don't you dare to take the first step on that stairs, Yonatan!'' He said to his son.
Yonah sighed. ''This is going to be bad'' He knew it. He walked back and sat down at the dinner table. Tony and Ziva sat down across from him and looked at him. It was like they were interrogating him.
''Why?'' Tony said, demanding an answer and leaned back in his chair, arms crossed.
''I don't know'' Yonah didn't dare to look at his father.
''You don't know? You just said that we wouldn't understand and now you don't know? You have to clean your head before talking'' Ziva spoke.
''And you need to stop acting like you're still with the police'' He mumbled.
''I heard that'' She said. ''Tony. Yonah is suspended from school for the rest of the week''
''Oh that's just great! You really have done it this time!'' He shouted. ''Do you have any idea, how you make us look like?!''
Silence from Yonah's side. Ziva patted Tony's arm, requesting him to calm down. Tony took at deep breathe.
''What would we not understand, Yonah?'' Ziva asked, her voice was calm now.
Yonah, looked away even more. ''Answer you mother Yonah and look at her! Rule 3!'' Tony said sternly, but he stopped shouting.
Yonah looked at her. ''What would we not understand'' She repeated her question.
He let out a sigh. He was not going to keep it from them longer. ''They made we do it!'' He blurted out.
Tony huffed ''That's one lame excuse, Yonah''
''It's true! They said If I didn't do it, they would get Yasmin!'' He said frustrated, because he parents didn't believe him.
Yasmin was on the top of the stairs, hearing every single word of what he said. Tony and Ziva looked at each other. Trying to decide if that would believe what he said.
'Who?'' Ziva than asked.
Yonah looked at her for a moment. ''I don't know, my friends'' He said quietly.
''You call them you're friends?'' Ziva raised her voice. ''Are these the same 'friends' you hang out with recently at school?''
''I guess so'' He lowered his face again and shrugged.
''Yonatan Timothy DiNozzo. You are named after one of the most intelligent person we know and sometimes I think you are from him and not from me!'' Tony explained. ''How can you be so stupid to fall for that''
''I was protecting, Yasmin!'' He explained.
''You're protecting her by, showing up every Saturday morning, in the garage for your fighting class! That's why we teach you that stuff! To defend your self!'' Ziva said.
''Yes and when I fight, I get to go to the principal again!'' Yonah snapped.
''That's because you never tell them the whole story! You never tell us the whole story!'' Tony accused him. It was true. Every time Yonah got into a fight. They said he started it and he didn't do anything to defend himself.
''How long is this going on?'' Ziva asked him.
''Since new year... three months'' He answered.
Tony rubbed his forehead, gaining a headache ''Why didn't you just tell anyone?'' He asked him.
''I want to solve my own problems'' Yonah said. ''I guess I'm a DiNozzo'' He shrugged.
Tony had to resist the urge to smile about that, but he managed after an elbow hit his side.
''It's great you want to solve you're problems, but sometimes you need help Yonah. You can't always do things on your own'' Ziva said seriously.
''I am sorry, mom. I should've talked to you and dad. So sorry dad too'' He said.
''You will not get out of it, that easy Yonah. We hear you are sorry. But you will not going to have a week off of school'' Ziva said again.
''What is going to be my punishment?'' He asked.
''Go to your room and start writing the first 20 rules and head slap yourself if you don't remember one, until you do. Meanwhile you're mom and I are going to discuss a proper punishment for you'' Tony ordered him.
''Yes dad'' He said and he stood up.
By the sound of the chair shoving over over the ground, Yasmin hurried herself to her room. She was just in time to close her door, silently, because she heard Yonah taking to the last three steps and then closed his door as wel
Yonah took at seat at his desk, taking out a pen and a piece of paper. He took a a deep breathe, registering what he had done and how he hurt his parents, by doing this. He then began to write. He ended up with 2, giving two head slaps to himself, but he managed to get the first 20 rules.
DiNozzo/Wiliams Family Rules:
#1: Always have you're 'stuff' with you. Where ever you go
#2: Let people close to your heart know, what you feel for them.
#3: Always look at Mom and/or dad, when they talk to you
#4: Doing/saying something stupid will be answered by a head slap
#6: Never expect that mom or dad don't know that you're up to something
#7: (Bad) Attitude or behavior leads to house arrest
#8: Always think before asking or saying something that can hurt another.
#9: When it comes to it. Trust the once Mom and Dad trust the most and it will be okay.
#10: When something happens. Use the 'stuff' and use what you've been taught.
#11: Pizza is the best thing in the world, don't let someone say otherwise!
#12: Always follow your heart. Do not let anyone tell you that you cannot love them
#13: Saying sorry is no sign of weakness, it's letting the other know, that you know you hurt them/ that you regret what you did.
#14: Do not wear shoes upstairs. Put them away.
#15: No plans for Sunday night, Movie night is an standard in the DiNozzo household!
#16: Your alarm stays on also in Saturday morning. Training is never to be skipped! (you will know why, when it comes to it)
18: Don't open the save in mom and dad's bedroom, unless you're ask to
19: You want something, you earn it
20: Always ask permission, sometimes asking for forgiveness brings to much hurt.
As he read what he had written, he was confused about some of the rules. He always was when they talked about those rules. They were an mystery for him. Why did they do so much training? Why was it a rule to always have that irritating backpack with them, even to school. What meant ''When it come to it?''
He wanted to know so badly. He knew that his parents went through a lot and he didn't want to much details, as they said some of it.
''But why are we here? and not with our 'family'. Why do we call us Williams, if we are named DiNozzo? Why was it always like Dad was looking outside, as guarding dog? What happened when we were 2?'' He thought to himself?
The newest information, made his mind wanted to know even more what just happened, because really, who were his parents? They never talked about the past. He made a mental note, to bring it up. Once this week was over. He had enough of not knowing what was going on.
And that's a rap! Next update tomorrow :D Well? what did you think of Ziva and Tony as a little strickt parents? I love to right it haha. Well now that's that out of the way what will happen next? Stay tuned. And don't forget to review! :D
-X- Leonie
