Tony meets her at the mailbox with a seriously pissed off look in his eyes. Alison shifts from foot to foot, trying to decide if it is smart to run or not. She strides toward him very nervously a few inches away is when he grabs her by the upper arm and pulls her inside.
"What were you thinking? We were so worried" Tony said kicking the door shut as he gives her a hug.
"I dunno, I just wanted to have fun and…I didn't wanna go to the park…Noah, did. Not me" Alison said in between gulps.
"Where did you go?" Tony asked sitting her down on the couch.
"The arcade with a kid I met, Nick" Alison answered looking at Ziva for some help, she sits down across from her husband and gives her a look telling her she chose to do all of this.
"You went to the arcade and didn't tell us, that's very dangerous" Tony said very softly, Ziva watches him try to discipline Alison even though they both know she should get spanked.
"Is that a question cos if it is, then I guess m' sorry?" Alison asked nervously.
"Alison, what you did was very dangerous. It worried us" Ziva explained softly, Alison nods unsurely.
"I didn't think you would mind" Alison lied, Ziva looks at her husband who smiles at the young girl, like he's okay with that. Taking a deep breath, Ziva knows that she has to be the firm one for now for dealing with Alison, this time.
"That's a lie and you know it" Ziva said firmly, making sure they have eye contact.
"The park is dumb. I had more fun at the arcade" Alison mumbled, Ziva gives her a look basically warning her to cut the crap.
"I'm not going to punish you, but the next time you do something that you know will worry us. You'll get a spanking, understood" Tony said softly, like he wasn't really going to spank Alison from the beginning.
"Yah, I get it" Alison said happily, leaping up from the couch and leaving.
"Good, now go play" Tony said, Ziva's eyes widened, but she keeps her mouth shut.
"I'm going to make dinner" Ziva said walking out of the living room and into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
"Did yah get into trubble?" Noah asked she sits across him on the bed.
"No, but he said if I did something bad again. I'd get a spanking, but I'm in the clear away from fire" Alison admitted in a whisper, Noah smiles.
He like any other six year old likes to get away with trouble. Going into her bedroom, Alison takes out her I-pod and smiles thinking of the new ways she can get away with things. Maybe this summer won't be so bad, with Tony being so easygoing. Ziva on the other hand isn't going to be as lenient; Alison could see it in her eyes that she was more than ready to take her over her knee.
Seeing a vase near two wrestling children isn't something Tim loves seeing. Especially since it's a vase his mother gave him and Abby for their wedding.
"Tara, Samuel, stop it" Tim ordered sternly; the wrestling continues with the two rolling on the ground.
"Kids, really…I mean it" Tim said weakly; that's when it hit him, in order to be firm he has to act like the father figure.
"Enough" Tim roars at them, giving them each a light smack to their bottoms, its light but hard enough for them both to become shocked; the two kids freeze.
"Owwie" Sam complained sadly and overdramatically.
"Don't be overdramatic, Sam. I didn't swat you that hard" Tim said softly, sitting both kids on the couch.
"Why were you fighting?" Tim asked calmly.
"Cos, Tara didn't lemme ave' da remote" Sam said indignantly.
"I had it first, and anyway I was watching something. He tried to take it out of my hands, I told him to stop shouting at me five times…and he didn't. Sorry we broke your vase" Tara apologized quickly; Sam sticks his tongue out at his sister.
"Go to your rooms for the rest of the night. I'm going to clean up the vase" Tim ordered knowing they've already had dinner.
"What about desert?" Sam asked turning to gaze at him with his green eyes.
"You two won't be getting any tonight" Tim spoke calmly in a very calm tone.
"Why?" Sam asked sounding like a smart ass.
"Because you two were having a wrestling match and broke a vase. Now go to you're rooms" Tim ordered very sternly.
"No, I wanna watch Sponge Bob" Sam argued sticking his tongue out at Tim who gives him a look to stick it back in; he obeys.
"That's a shame, because there are about three television sets in this house. And you two chose to fight over one of them" Tim said causing both kids to moan because it's only seven forty five.
"But, TIM! There's a new episode of Wizards of Waverly Place" Tara said incredulously as she started to kick her feet.
"YAH AND I WANNA WATCH SPONGE BOB" Sam shouted stamping his feet like a little Stallion.
"This isn't fair" Tara complained while Sam started to kick the wall with his feet to show his agreement.
"Stop that shouting, right now" Tim ordered sharply, giving them each another sharp smack to their bottoms; they each stop kicking and stare up at him.
"But, but, what bout' Sponge Bob" Sam blubbered sadly, while Tara looks back at Tim sadly.
"If you two behave, then we can all go to the movies tomorrow. If you don't, I'll take you over my knee, is that understood?" Tim said making sure he has eye level with them.
"Yes sir" they both chorus, running upstairs mumbling very loudly 'this is all you're fault…is not it's yours'.
Abby smiles lovingly at him, she has been watching the fatherly display. She eases her way over to near the couch with a dustpan and brush. Smirking at him she leans down to assist him in the cleaning process.
"You know this might not be a great moment to say this, but..." Abby said looking at her husband who smiles at her.
"What is it?" Tim asked sounding concerned.
Abby takes a deep breath and cracks a smile, "I've always hated that vase"
"Abby, my mother got us that" Tim said sounding hurt, truthfully he's always hated the vase as well.
"She only got it cos she doesn't like me…and knows I hate PINK" Abby said as he vacuumed up the remainder of the pieces.
"Aww, Abby she likes you" Tim lied; he has heard his mother say she doesn't like Abby.
"Yah right, then why does she refer to me as you're friend, instead of your wife?" Abby scoffed at him.
"She's still getting used to us" Tim lied again, Abby looks at him wryly.
"It's been five years, McGee. How much longer does she need?" Abby demanded very angrily.
"Another year and I think you'll be okay. My older brother Harry is getting married next year to a cock-tail waitress …" Tim trailed off with a winning smile.
"YAY, I won't be the new wife. She'll get all the grief that I usually get at your family reunions. I love you" Abby said happily in a sing-song voice.
"I love you too, MRS. MCGEE" Tim said planting a kiss on her lips.
Upstairs, Tara is thoroughly explaining what happened downstairs earlier. Haley almost smiles at the part where Sam and Tara got swatted.
"Tim smacked my butt" Tara complained sadly, she's never been spanked or swatted before.
"Did it hurt?" Haley asked with a smirk.
"Duh, it hurt. He said if we do sumtin bad again, he'll give us a spanking" Tara explained while Sam bounds into their room.
"I thought you said we had the O card" Sam said rubbing his somewhat stinging bottom.
"He didn't smack yah that hard Sam" Tara huffed at him, as she sits down on her bed and opens a book thinking, this is going to be a long night.
"Gibbs, do I really gotta go to bed? Michael doesn't hafta go to bed" Emily complained as she continues to go up the basement stairs.
"Goodnight Emily, I love you. Ask mommy to read you a story" Gibbs said giving her a soft smile.
"But, Gibbs, Michael doesn't hafta go to bed, why shud I?" Emily asked as she reaches the doorway to the basement.
"Because he's five years older than you, Em" Gibbs reminded her with a knowing look.
"Oh right, I forgot. Night Gibbs…and Michael" Emily lied as she skips away to find her mommy.
"Emily, she's…she's a…a very energetic girl" Gibbs said after a second of not knowing if Emily is listening in on them.
"Yah, very" Michael agreed, Emily taught him how to sand the boat. She may be little but, she can sand a boat really fast.
"I think it'll be good for all of us having you around" Gibbs said finally with a smile.
"You do?" Michael asked no one has ever been that forward with him before. No one has ever been like Gibbs.
"Course I do" Gibbs said, this obviously surprises Michael.
"Don't look so surprised Michael. Under all that tough-guy exterior is a soft man…Gibbs is a very mushy man" Sophie said from the doorway to the basement as she grinned at both of them.
"How mushy am I?" Gibbs challenged with a smile growing in his eyes.
"Mashed potato mushy. Don't stay up to late, BOYS" Sophie said with a joking smirk.
"See this is why I like having you around, I won't be the only man around here" Gibbs whispered jokingly while Sophie rolls her eyes.
"I heard that Jethro" Sophie called leaving the top of the staircase while Michael is beginning to like being here.
"Night Gibbs" Michael said after another hour of work, he goes upstairs wondering why on Earth they'd want to adopt when they already have the perfect family.
"Night Mikey" Gibbs called as he follows him upstairs to go to bed as well.