Constance sat at Tony's desk, she closes a book and sets it down, she looks up, Ziva sat quietly behind her desk typing..."Eyfo ata gar?"
Ziva stops, she looks at Constance..."Ata medaber ivrit?"
Constance shook her head no, lifting up Tony's "Hebrew for Dummies" book.
"Oh..."...Ziva cracked a smile..."I have an apartment."
Constance perks up..."Really?"
Ziva slowly nods as she looks back at her monitor and starts typing again..."Why do you ask?"
"No reason."...Constance said, lowering the book.
Ziva quickly looks up..."Wait, who are you staying with?"
The elevator dings, Tony steps off of the elevator.
"Ziva? What does that mean anyway?"...Constance asked, changing the subject.
"It's Hebrew for..."...Ziva started to answer.
"Beautiful."...Tony said with a smile, making Ziva turn towards him, she glares at him..."Radiantly beautiful? Heh."
Ziva shook her head and couldn't help but smile.
Tony makes his way over to his desk..."What have you two been talking about?"
"That was lame."...Constance whispered, leaning up towards him..."But undeniably cute."
"Heh. Thanks, I think."
"I like her."...Constance smiled..."She makes you happy."
Tony squats in front of his desk, looking into Constance's eyes and smiles..."So, how's my chair?"
"In use."...She grinned.
"Heh. Do you have a nickname?"
"What do you mean?"
"I can't be calling you Constance all the time, now can I?"
"My mom called me 'little shit' from time to time."
Tony laughs..."Sounds like my mom."
"What was she like?"...Constance asked.
"Well."...Tony lifts his hand, brushing her hair over her shoulder..." She was funny...her hair, was like yours, long and dark and...well, she was kinda odd...okay, very. Heh."
"My mom was, too, so don't feel lonely."...Constance smiled..."How about your dad?"
Tony laughs and stands up..."That's a long story, Princess."
Constance shook her head no several times.
"Heh. Don't like that, huh?"
Gibbs sighs softly as he leaned again the railing on the balcony, having been watching the entire time.
Ducky softly clears his throat, getting Gibbs attention.
"What's up, Ducky?"...Gibbs pushes himself from the railing, looking towards Ducky.
"How old would she be, Jethro?"
Tony and Constance laugh together, making Gibbs smile..."22."
Ducky squeezing Gibbs shoulder.
"I'm okay, Duck."...Gibbs lifts his coffee to his mouth, trying to take a drink, but his cup is empty..."I need some coffee."
"So, do you think Tony will be a good father?"...Ducky asked, looking down at Constance and Tony, Ziva had now joined them, they were all conversing and laughing.
"He's reliable."
"Aww, he's more than that, Jethro or you wouldn't have worked so hard to get him back."
"What are you trying to say, Ducky?"
"You know exactly what I'm saying, Gibbs."...Ducky smiles and pats Gibbs on the shoulder and walks towards the elevator, he pushes the button and turns swiftly as the doors opened..."Oh, is it true...Tony and Ziva? Isn't that against one of your rules?"...Ducky smirked as he stepped back into the elevator.
Gibbs shook his head as the doors closed, his eyes swung back towards the bullpen..."DiNozzo!"...Gibbs yelled, his cell phone started to ring.
Tony looked up..."Yeah, Boss?"
Gibbs flips open his phone..."Be right down, Abs...Abby's got something."
Tony and Ziva move towards the elevator, Constance stands and starts to follow..."Umm, where are you going...angel?"
"Angel?"...Constance and Ziva both said at the same time as they all stopped.
"Angel's a no go, too, huh?"...Tony said..."I'll keep lookin', but you aren't going."
"Aww, Dad."...She frowned, giving him the puppy dog eyes.
"Wow, I thought that was just a myth, but I'll be damn, the infamous puppy dog eyes."
"Look away, Tony."...Ziva urged.
"It's too late, Ziva, it's like a spell. I'm too far gone, it's so adorable, so cute, I can't resist...its like her hand is reaching into my chest, tugging at my heart strings, it's no use...she can come."
Constance grins and quickly runs back them and towards the elevator.
Ziva slaps Tony on the back of the head.
"What?"
"Men and their inability to say no to the puppy dog eyes."
"But Ziva, how can you say no to that."...Tony pointed to Constance, who was still grinning ear-to-ear standing next to Gibbs, holding the elevator for them..."She's happy, I love that look on a woman, it means I'm doing something right."
"I thought you liked a different look on my face."...Ziva whispered.
"Heh. That's a great one, too."
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Abby and McGee stood next to one another, both of them typing away as Gibbs, Tony, Ziva and Constance walk into the lab.
"What ya got, Abs?"...Gibbs said as everyone crowded around the computer.
Abby points towards her monitor..."Gunnery Sgt. Michael Herman."...The service records of the man in the photo with Lt. Diana Jensen.
"He's a Marine, Abby?"...Tony questioned.
Abby nods..."Yup, he's an instructor at the Marine Scout Sniper School at Quantico, here's his address."...Abby held out a piece of paper towards Gibbs, he quickly takes it, handing it to McGee.
Gibbs looks at the photo of the man, then turns looking at the table..."Where's the fabric Tony found?"
Abby steps towards the table, picking up a bag and hands it to Gibbs, he starts to inspect it very closely..."I'll be a son of a bitch."...Gibbs snarled, dropping bag and moves towards the door..."DiNozzo, Ziva, McGee, with me."
"Abby."...Tony started to speak.
"I'll watch her, Tony."...Abby said.
Tony leans in, kissing her on the cheek..."Thanks and that's from Gibbs."...He looks at Constance..."Mind your Aunt Abby."...He grinned backing out of the lab.
Constance nods as Abby smiles, watching them leave.
"So, who's the son of the bitch?"...Constance asked.
Abby shook her head laughing.