Please, Kill Me v1.1, fixed some typos.

Tony pulled into a parking space, turning off the ignition, "Ziva, wake up." He whispered, but she remained asleep. He reached over, touching her softly on the shoulder. She quickly slid over to him, taking a hold of his arm, rubbing her face on his shoulder. He smiled and repeated, "Ziva, wake up."

Ziva started to open her eyes, but quickly snapped them shut, the sun was shining straight through the windshield. Her fingers slid down Tony's arm as she turned her head, looking at what she was touching, "Are we there?" She asked.

"Welcome to Red Hook."

Ziva looked at Tony, squinty, "Red Hook?" She pulled her hands away from Tony's arm and rubbed at her eyes, "Why?"

Tony lifted his hand and pointed towards the windshield, "Look."

Ziva raised her hand above her eyes, blocking the sun from her view, she tilted her head slightly and excitedly got out of the car. She took several steps forward, placing her hands on a railing, she smiled as she stared across the Hudson River.

"Ziva, meet Lady Liberty...LL, meet the Z." A smiling Tony said, walking up next to Ziva.

Ziva turned, looking at Tony, his eyes fixated on her. She smiled and looked back at the Statue of Liberty, "What, you could not get any closer?" She smirked.

"Heh." Tony returned to his car, leaning against the hood, "Welcome to America, Ziva." He whispered.

After several minutes, Ziva made her way back to Tony's car, "Thank you." She said, not directly looking at him, wiping at her eyes.

"My pleasure." Tony replied with a smile, "So...hungry?"

Ziva slowly nodded her head as she opened the passenger door, "Tony."

Tony placed his hands on the roof of his car, "Yeah?"

"You are..." Ziva shook her head, trying to find the right words to say.

"I know." Tony stated simply with a smile, "That's what friends are for." He opened his door getting inside, he patted the passenger seat, "Come on, before I say something stupid and ruin this."

Ziva laughed and climbed into the car. Tony started the car and threw it into reverse, he turned his head and looked out the back window. She quickly slid over, cupping his face with his hands, she leaned in, but stopped, seeing his watch, "We're going to be late!" Ziva exclaimed, jumping into the back seat.

"Uh, what are you doing?"

"I have to get dressed."

"What? Why? What you have on is fine."

"Drive!" Ziva shouted, taking off her shirt.

"Okay, okay." Tony lifted his hand up, adjusting his rearview mirror, he smiled.

Ziva's leaned forward, sliding between the front seats, she grinned, "Nice view, yes?"

"Heh. What? I wasn't looking."

Ziva rolled her eyes as she moved back, Tony started to back up as Ziva pulled up her bra, flashing him. He slammed on the breaks, "Not looking, my ass." She giggled.

"Did you say ass?" Tony asked with a huge grin on his face, he began to turn his head when it was met with a slap, he shook his head and slowly rubbed the back of his head, "Right. Heh. Drive."

Ziva climbed over the seat, wearing the white outfit she wore to her ceremony. She flipped down the sun visor looking into the tiny mirror, "Are we almost there?" She asked, rubbing her lips together.

"Yeah, just a couple miles. Hey, isn't that...how'd you get into your suitcase?"

"This was in my backpack."

"Then...umm, what's in your suitcase? Never mind, you're finally..."

"I'm finally...what?"

"I've just never seen this side of you, that's all."

"And what side would that be?"

Tony muttered something under his breath.

"What was that?"

"The girl." Tony said, "The girl side...and I'm not complaining, I'm actually digging it, but you're Ziva, my ninja, you know?"

"Your ninja?" Ziva asked.

"You know what I mean." Tony gave her a quick glance to see if she was mad.

Ziva smiled at him, "It's better than baggie bunnies." She laughed.

"Heh. Oh, we're here." Tony turned into a large parking lot, Carmine's Italian Bistro and Steakhouse stood in front of them. He drove up to the door, a man opened the passenger door, allowing Ziva out, he closed her door and went around to the driver's side taking the keys and a five dollar bill from Tony in exchange for a ticket, "Thanks."

The man drove the car away, Ziva stood with her hand extended towards Tony. He walked over to her, she reached up, grabbing his tie, "Does it look bad?"

"No, it just needs a woman's touch." She replied with a smile, she straightened his tie and let the silk slide through her fist , "All better."

They walked into the restaurant, "ANTHONY!"

Tony's head shot around, seeing someone he hadn't seen in a long time, "Uncle...Vincenzo?" The man walked over, opening his arms, giving Tony huge hug, "Shouldn't you be in jail?" Tony smirked.

"Ha ha! You believe this guy, huh?" Vincenzo raised his hand, giving Tony a small smack on the face, "I love this fuckin' guy!"

A woman cleared her throat, Vincenzo looked at her, then back at Tony, "Oh, shit, I forgot, I'm not suppose to talk like that anymore."

"Heh. It happens to us all." Tony side stepped his uncle giving a hug to the woman, "Hey, Aunt Sophie." He backed away, "I'd like you meet someone, this is Ziva."

Ziva stepped up, extending her hand, "I don't think so!" Vincenzo exclaimed, giving Ziva a big hug.

"Let her go, ya big lug." Sophie said, pulling her husband off Ziva and shaking her hand, "Don't mind him, dear, he's an ass. It's nice to meet you."

Ziva laughed, "It's nice to meet you, too."

"Have you seen my father?" Tony asked.

"Nope." Vincenzo replied, "And it's gonna be about 15 minutes until our room is ready, care to get a drink at the bar?"

"Nothing for me, how about you Ziva?"

"I'll have a glass of wine."

"I like her, Anthony, she's a drinker!" Vincenzo bellow, "Oh, here's my card."

Ziva looked at Tony oddly, "He's a butcher." He whispered.

"Ohhhh."

"Anything you want, steaks, ribs, brisket!" Vincenzo said, noticing Ziva's Star of David necklace, "I do it all!"

"I bet you do." Ziva laughed.

The four of them walked over to the bar, Vincenzo looked at the bartender, "Soph, what you want?"

"Shirley Temple."

"Give her one of those and I'll have a Jack and Coke, hold the Coke and a red wine for the bella in white." Vincenzo ordered, Tony reached into his pocket pulling out wad of cash, "Put that away, my treat."

Tony nodded, "Armani?"

Vincenzo looked down at his suit, then at Tony's, "Zegna?"

"Nice." Tony and Vincenzo together.

"Do you still play, Tony?" Sophie asked, looking at a guitar sitting next to stage.

"Not in a long time."

"Can he play that guitar?" Sophie asked, looking at the bartender.

"Sure." The man answered.

Sophie smile, "Play something for me."

"I'd rather not."

"Go on, kid, make an old woman happy!" Vincenzo urged.

"Who's old?" Sophie asked, glaring at Vincenzo.

"You." Vincenzo said, "But I still love ya, if that counts."

Sophie rolled her eyes, she looked at Tony, "Please."

Tony sighed, "Okay." He walked over to the stage, lifting the guitar from its stand.

The bartender placed the drinks on the bar. Ziva lifted her wine glass, taking a sip as Tony started to strum the guitar, "I didn't know you played guitar, Tony."

Tony stopped and laughed, "Obviously not well."

"Go on, play something." Ziva urged him, as well.

"He's lying." Sophie whispered.

"What do you mean?" Ziva asked.

"After his mother died, that's all he did, he stayed in his room and played his guitar."

Tony started to play, "Smoke on the Water."

"What next, Stairway to Heaven?" Vincenzo smirked.

Tony immediately started to play, "Stairway to Heaven." badly.

"Hahaha! I guess I set myself up for that one, huh?"

Tony pulled up a chair and sat down, he shook his fingers rapidily, as if he was trying to awaken them. He started to play to "Tears in Heaven." well, really well.

"See." Sophie said, smiling.

Ziva stood up, looking at Tony as he softly started to sing, "Would you know my name, if I saw you heaven? Will it be the same, if I saw you in heaven? I must be strong, and carry on. Cause I know I don't belong. Here in Heaven."

"Junior!" Tony DiNozzo Sr. called out.

Tony slid his fingers along the guitar strings coming to a sudden stop. He stood up, spinning the neck in his hand, before setting it back on it's stand, "Dad."

Senior smiled, "Savannah, baby, I'd like you to meet my son, Anthony."

A redheaded woman in her 30s walked up to Tony, "I've heard so much about you, it's great to finally meet you.'" She spoke in a sweet, southern drawl.

"Uh, you're younger than me." Tony blurted out.

Savannah laughed, "So I've been told."

Tony gritted his teeth, "Sorry, it's nice to meet you." He started to raise his hand, "And I know almost nothing about you."

Savannah pulled him into a tight hug, "That just won't do, sweetie, considering I'm gonna be your step mother and all."

Tony peered over her shoulder, his mouth and eyes wide open, mouthing the word, "HELP." repeatedly.

Ziva stepped up, coming to his rescue, "Hello."

Savannah turned, seeing Ziva, "Oh, hello there and you are?"

"I'm Ziva."

"Oh, what a beautiful name." Savannah smiled.

"Thank you." Ziva smiled back.

"And you are?" Savannah asked, looking at Vincenzo and Sophie.

"We're..." Vincenzo started to speak.

Savannah laughed, "I'm just joshin' ya, I know who you are!" She moved over and hugged them both, she turned looking at Tony's dad, "Shall we eat?"

Senior was grinning ear to ear, "We shall." He held out his hand, she took it and they walked back into the restaurant, "And not yet dinner."

Savannah giggled, "Oh, you!"

Tony walked over to Ziva and whispered, "Please, kill me."

Ziva laughed.

Author Note #1 - No stereotypes were harmed while writing this update.

Author Note #2 - A couple more wacks on the head and Tony will be eligible for a free CatScan, me thinks.

Author Note #3 - Chocolate chip pancakes rock the party that rocks the body!