Just a little something that came to me, as always I own nothing at all. My many thanks go to WmGeorge for her fantastic work in repairing all of my mistakes.

He couldn't help but smile as he watched them standing there. They were just what they looked like, agents - they didn't even try and blend in with the crowd. Maybe it was easy for him because he knew them so well, but in a city like D.C. there were agents everywhere. After awhile no one took notice anymore.

That in itself was dangerous. If they all looked the same, then hiding in plain sight for an assassin would be as easy as stealing candy from a baby. In this case the agents were old adversaries turned friends. Liat and Malachi two of his favorite Mossad agents. He knew others but these two – well, he counted them as friends, and if they every called and asked for help he would go in a heartbeat, just like he knew they would come to him if he asked.

He walked up between them and draped an arm over their shoulders. He kissed Liat on the cheek and patted Malachi on the back. Before they had a chance to react he dropped his arms and stood there smiling at them.

"You look hungry. Are you hungry? I know of a great place to eat, my treat."

Malachi sighed and turned his head. "Agent DiNozzo?

"Come on Malachi, it's Tony, remember?" He straightened his tie and grinned.

Liat couldn't help but smile as she looked at him. "Tony, we are working."

"No you're not, your boss is in a meeting for the next four hours. If you look at one o'clock high, you'll see our friendly neighborhood sniper. Nice guy, just got married last month. And there are three more up there. There are agents on the floor at every door, no one is going to be bothering anyone at their meeting. As for your boss, nice lady that she is, she gave you the next four hours off."

They didn't look you to see the sniper they just laughed. "So where are we going to eat?" Liat asked.

"Not far, it's not fine dining just good honest food. It's a cop diner, lots of agents go there and you'll like it because you won't have to be on your guard. Trust me."

"If we didn't trust you Tony, we would have killed you after you kissed Liat." Malachi smirked at him.

The owner of the diner met them at the door. "Tony! You haven't been in to eat in a long time."

"Lots of cases, you how it is, Debby."

"Friends of yours?" she asks, giving his companions the once over.

"Very good friends, agents from a sister agency from over seas."

"Welcome to Debby's Bar. Or as the boys like to call it Double D's. Have a seat, your usual table is free. I'll send Annie over."

"Thanks Debby." Tony dropped a kiss on her cheek, then led the way to the table.

"Why do they men call this place double D?" Liat asked. "Is it because of her large breasts?"

"No, and I don't call her that, some of the old timers do. Debby shot a would be robber with a double barrel shotgun. The kid lived, but he will never walk again."

"She should have aimed better," Malachi said with a shrug.

"She was married to a cop who was killed in the line of duty. She couldn't kill someone else knowing just how much pain it causes. No one bothers her now that this has become a well-known and liked cop diner. I mean you'd be crazy to try and rob a place that is always full of cops and agents."

The three of them stopped talking when Annie came over with menus. "What can I get you to drink, Tony?"

"Coffee for the men and orange juice for my lovely friend here." Tony waved at Liat.

"I'll be right back with your drinks."

"I would have liked a cup of coffee too, I am a little sleepy."

"Coffee isn't good for the baby." Tony smiled at her, then looked at Malachi. "So am I going to be invited to the wedding or not?"

Malachi raised his brows. "How did you know?"

"I've been watching you since you got here three days ago. You, my friend, have it bad for her. It's only natural to want to protect your child and the woman you love. Besides, she glows, and every time she looks at you she has this expression like a kitten that just finished a bowl of cream."

"I have seen that look on her face more than once." Malachi laughed.

"Yes, Tony you will be invited to our wedding." Liat shook her head in amusement.

"You know, Tony will make a nice middle name to go along with what ever Hebrew first name you decide to give my adopted nephew or niece. So can I give the baby a 22 rifle for his sixth birthday or should I wait and get him a nice hand gun?"

"What ever you give our child, I know it will given with love and that you will care for him in should anything happen to us." Malachi tilted his head in respect.

"Damn right I will, right after I put a bullet in the SOB that got you first. Now what do you feel like eating?"