"Then what happened?" Sarah asked, she was tucked-in under a blanket on the couch, listening to Tony tell her a bed time story.

"The ninja thrusted her foot into the evil man's stubbled face, knocking him unconscious. The King stood up from his throne and gave many thanks to the ninja for her help, he offered her treasures from around the world, but she declined, so the King requested just one thing, can she show him her face?"

"And did she?"

"Yes, she removed her mask and she was very beautiful."

"Did the ninja and king get married?"

"They're dating."

Sarah smiled, "And the princess?"

"It's time for this princess, meaning you, to go to bed, okay?"

Sarah nodded.

"Night, night, don't let the bed...couch bugs, bite. Night, kiddo." He leaned down, kissing her on the forehead. He stood up from the edge of the couch, moving over to the light switch turning it off, a Little Mermaid night-light popped on.

Tony walked into the bedroom, closing and locking the door behind him, he turned off the light and began rubbing the outside of his right arm from the elbow to his shoulder, "I think I got Wii-elbow, in one night."

Ziva laughed, sitting in bed under the cover, wearing Tony's Ohio State hoodie sweater, "Or it could've been for reaching for all those cupcakes."

"I only had like three of them."

"Seven. You had seven." Ziva stated, "Come to bed, I'm cold."

"Hmm, how do I warm you up?" Tony lifted the covers on the bed, crawling in at the foot of the bed.

Ziva lifted the covers looking down at him, "What are you doing?"

"Uh oh, looks like someone forgot their panties."

Ziva let out a soft chuckle, she reached under the covers. Tony let out a yelp as she pulled him up to by his ears, she kissed him softly on the lips, "I am too loud for you to do that."

Tony grinned, "Have you ever seen Porky's?" He slid back under the covers and instantaneously she gasped hard, her eyes fluttering, her hands grasping the covers, her knuckles quickly turning a pale white. She started slipping down her pillow, giving into him, a deep, throaty moan escaped her lips. He shot back up, kissing her, "There's a hilarious scene with Kim...oh, never mind, bite on something: a shirt, blanket, your mysterious missing panties. Heh." And with that, he delved back under the covers.

Ziva reached back, pulling the hoodie of his sweater around her neck to her mouth, clasping the thick material down with her teeth. Her blissful moans were only slightly dampened. She reached under the covers, searching for something to grab onto.

A small knock on the door made everything come to a screeching halt. Ziva's eyes sprung open, "Y-y-yes?" She uttered through complete silent.

"Can I sleep with you guys?" Sarah asked through the door.

Tony popped his head out, "Sure." He answered and kissed Ziva on lips and whispered, "Welcome to parenthood." He moved back under the covers and slipped out of the bed, he turned unlocking and opening the door.

Sarah stood hugging her pillow , "Come on, sweetie." Ziva said, holding out her hands.

Tony lifted Sarah, placing her in Ziva's arms and then made his way to the bathroom. They cuddled up next to one another, "Did you have a bad dream?"

"I don't like being alone." Sarah answered.

Ziva smiled, running her fingers through Sarah's hair, "Me either."

The bathroom light turned off, Tony walked over to the bed, getting in. Sarah scooted over, pressing up against him, "Everything okay?" He asked.

"You're warmer." Sarah stated, snuggling up with Tony.

Ziva followed Sarah lead, sliding over, "That is because he's fatter." She followed with a small chuckle.

"I guess I should've stopped at six cupcakes, huh?" Tony quipped, "What do you think, Sarah?"

Sarah didn't respond, she was asleep.

"Wow." Tony whispered, "That was fast."

"Yeah." Ziva agreed, pulling the covers up to Sarah's chin.

"I got an idea." Tony spoke up.

"About?"

"Not being interrupted, a date night."

"Date night?"

"Yeah, every Friday, dinner, dancing, dirty if you want, but don't expect me to catch ya."

Ziva reached over, caressing cheek, looking into his eyes, "That is my favorite movie."

"Hun-gry eyessss." Tony began to softly sing, "One look at you and I can't disguise. I've got hun-gry eyessssssss."

"I feel the magic between you and I." Ziva sang back.

"I've got horrrrr-nnnnny eyes." Tony smiled big.

Ziva laughed, "Stop it or I will give you black eyes."

Tony walked off the elevator into autopsy, passing through the sliding door, "Hey, Ducky."

Ducky turned around, "Anthony, what can I do for you?"

Tony moved over, pressing his hands to one of the autopsy tables, "Can you give me something for pain?"

"What seems to be bothering you?" Ducky ask, moving over to Tony.

"My back. It's killing me."

"Ah, let me have a look." Ducky placed his hand on his back, "Upper or lower."

"All of the above." Tony groaned in pain.

"Are you still sleeping in that massage chair?"

Tony shook his head, "No. no."

"Good. Looks like Ziva has always changed things for the better." Ducky smiled, pressing his palm harder into Tony's back, bringing an even louder groan, "You're back is in absolute knots, I would suggest a deep tissue message, they've done wonders for me."

"How about a chiropractor?"

"Sure, but it'll cost a lot more than the massage, try that first, but I'll give you something for the pain right now." Ducky made his way to desk, opening the cabinet next to it, taking out a bottle of pills, "Take a couple of these." He shook two pills into his hand walking over to a sink, filling a paper cup with water.

Tony moved over to Ducky, taking the pills, he popped them into his mouth and shotgunned the water, swallowing hard, "Thanks."

Just as Tony sat down at his desk, "Agent DiNozzo, in my office. Now!" Vance ordered, standing on the balcony.

Tony looked across the aisle, looking at Ziva, "McGee, anything on our so-called friends from the agency?"

"Still working on it, Boss." McGee said, clicking away at his computer.

Tony stood and walked over to Ziva's desk, he tapped on it with his knuckles flashing her a smile. He turned and made his way up the stairs.

"Go right in." Vance's secretary said.

Tony opened the door, walking inside.

"Close the door." Vance said.

Tony closed the door, "Director, you wanted to see me."

"I just heard about yesterday incident."

"Uh, which one?"

Vance shook his head, "I've made a deal with..."

"Du-Nozzo." Kort uttered, stepping out of a darkened corner.

Tony sighed, "I can't get rid of this guy."

Kort shot over to Tony, getting in his face, his nose was broken, taped up, his eye black, "Do you really think it was funny, handcuffing and leaving me inside a McDonald's bathroom." He angrily said, holding up a pair of handcuffs.

"Heh. Thanks for bringing them back." Tony looked at Vance, "My spare pair."

Kort groaned, "I was laying in piss!"

Tony eyes travelled back to Kort, he smiled, "That's not the only thing, Korty, my boy."

"Agent DiNozzo, enough. Agent Kort has agreed to work with us, he will read us into his assignment and supply Ethan Parker's true identity if you do that same."

Tony swung his head back towards Vance, "Do I have to be nice to him?"

"I don't care if you two kick the shit out of each other afterwards, but until then, work together as a team, got it?"

Tony nodded, he turned, opening the door, "DiNozzo, stay, Kort, out."

Kort bumped into Tony leaving the room, closing it with force.

"Think before you answer, DiNozzo, are you and Agent David in a sexual relationship?"

Tony gulped hard, he nodded, "We are."

"That was not the right answer."

"I'm not breaking up with her, Director, so do what you must."

"I never asked you, too." Vance stood up from his chair.

"I'm a little confused."

"Do you know how I met my wife?"

"No."

"I met her at work, so I understand office romances. You're with each other all the time, feelings come up, sometimes they wither and die, sometimes they thrive with love and passion."

"I'm still not seeing the point, Sir."

"If I do not see it, I do not know about." Vance walked over Tony, "Get me?"

Tony nodded, "Yeah, but why?"

"For some reason, I like you and I'll damned if I transfer you, I've finally gotten used to your bullshit and how truly useful it can be."

"What changed things?"

"You made the director of Mossad look like a fool, not many people can do that and live. That's when I knew, there's more than meets the eye with you." Vance placed his hand on Tony's shoulder, "If there's really a suitcase nuke out there, God help us."

"You want to call Gibbs back early?"

"No, you're my guy, Gibbs believes in you and that's all I need to know. Now go, before I change my mind about liking you."

Tony smiled, "Thank you."

Vance nodded and Tony left.

Tony hurried down the stairs, Kort was about to sit down at Gibbs desk, "Down at the end, Kort."

"What?"

"Gibbs desk, he's not gone, just on vacation."

"He's not here."

"I don't care, move it."

Kort groaned, moving down to the end of bullpen, pulling out a chair, he sat down, falling all the way to the bottom, "I hate NCIS." He hatefully groaned.

Ziva stood, leaning forward across her desk as Tony stopped in front of her, "What did he say?"

"That I was a lot like a Transformer." Tony pressed his legs to her desk, tilting his head down, "We're fine." He smiled, taking a step back, "Speaking of Transformer, the 'you've got the touch' scene is still epic today and when Optimus Prime died, I cried."

"Me, too!" McGee called out.

"Me, three!" Ziva exclaimed.

They all looked down at Kort, "I have no bloody idea what you're talking about."

Tony flopped down in his chair, "Megatron is such a dick."

"Hey, do you have that on DVD, I'm sure Sarah would love it." McGee suggested.

"He has it." Ziva spoke up, "All his DVDs are in alphabetical order by genre."

McGee laughed, "Really?"

Tony eased back into his chair, "I wonder what Sarah is doing with Gibbs." He slowly started to rub his chin.

"What are you doing?" Ziva wondered.

"It works for Letterman." Tony smirked.

Sarah sat down in the basement, Gibbs was planing a piece of wood, "You do this for fun?"

Gibbs turned to her, lowering his mask, "Yeah."

"Do you have a Wii?"

"Excuse me?"

"A Wii."

Many things ran through Gibbs head, most of them bad, "Uhh."

"It's a game."

"Sorry, no." Gibbs turned away from her and whispered, "Thank God."

Sarah frowned, "Do you have anything fun to do?"

Gibbs laid down his planer and moved to a stack of boxes next to Sarah, he opened them up, pulling out a small cardboard box, he looked at it, then at her, "Operation?"

Sarah's eye lit up, "Can we play it?" She smiled.

Gibbs couldn't help by smile back at her, "Sure and my dad will play with us."

"Good!" Sarah cheered.

Gibbs walked past her and started up the stairs, "Come on, Kelly."

Sarah looked up at him, confused. He waved at her to come up and she did.

"Hector Ballard is Ethan Parker's real name." Kort said, pointing at the plasma, "He's been undercover for about a year now. He met his first Al-Qaeda deal six weeks ago."

"When's the last night you talked to him?" Tony asked.

"Three days ago, we talked on the phone, but he never showed up at our usual meeting spot."

"Which is where?"

"A small cabin by the Cedarville State Park."

"Tony, a word." Ziva said, pulling him to the side.

"It's not being used by Mossad anymore." Kort spoke up.

Ziva glared at him, "What do you mean?"

"Mossad and the company were running a joint operation and we shared intel and locations."

"And what was this operation?" Ziva questioned.

"Classified, but you and I both know, you know the answer already." Kort answered.

"What?" Ziva's eyes quickly swung to Tony, "I do not know what he's talking about, Tony." She started to get upset.

"Okay, okay." Tony tried to calm her down, "Have you checked out this cabin?"

"Not yet, I've had a team watching the location."

"And?"

"Nothing."

"Good. Gear up!" Tony roared.

Tony, Ziva and McGee grabbed their bags and headed towards the elevator.

"Am I suppose to have a bag?" Kort said, standing in the middle of the bullpen.

Ziva turned, glaring at him with evil thoughts swirling in her head, "Yes, a body bag."

Kort laughed, moving past her and onto the elevator, "Could you do us all a big favor and shag the bitchiness out of your bird, Du-Nozzo...or would you like me to do it?"

Tony turned, Kort was smiling at him, " You know, I'm not the one you should be worrying about." He smiled back, "Ziva, could you show Kort how Moe says 'come here' on The Three Stooges."

Ziva stepped into the elevator, she lifted her hand, gripping his broken nose between her knuckles and pulled hard as the door closed. A loud scream blasted through the door.

Kort was in the backseat, grimacing as he touched his nose, "Ziva, have you told Tony everything?"

"Will you shut up." McGee spoke up, sitting next to him.

"Was I talking to you?" Kort glanced at McGee.

"Eat shit and die." McGee replied.

"Heh. When McGee starts cussing, you know you're an asshole." Tony gibed.

"Whatever." Kort sighed, "Once a liar, always a liar."

Ziva quickly turned around, putting her knees in the seat looking back at Kort, "If you do not shut your mouth, I will cut your balls off and shove them down your throat!"

"My, you're quite sensitive about that, aren't you?" Kort smugly smiled.

Ziva reached for him, but Tony grabbed and held her as he stopped the car, a black sedan sat in front of them, smoking from the hood, riddled in bullets. They all exited the vehicle.

"They're my men." Kort stated, walking over, two men were a bloody mess, dead inside the car.

"They're still warm." McGee said, checking one of men for a pulse.

"Where's the cabin?" Tony said.

Ziva pointed into the woods, "Quarter of a mile."

"McGee call it in."

"Oh it, Boss."

Tony, Ziva and Kort ran along a trail making it to a small cabin, their weapons drawn. Tony waved Ziva to the left side of the house and Kort to the right. He moved up to the door, kicking it in, two more dead men were inside, a window broke, then a gunshot blared from outside. He ran out the door, "Ziva?"

"I'm fine." She called out, running up behind him. They ran around the other side, Kort was standing over a man, pointing his weapon down at him.

Tony and Ziva hurried over, "Where is it?" Kort screamed.

"Whoa, whoa!" Tony yelled, the man on the ground was Agent Grimes, "He's a NCIS agent." He raised his gun, pointing it at Kort's head, "Drop the gun!"

Ziva followed suit, aiming for Kort. Grimes was bleeding from his stomach and his mouth, "He's Al-Qaeda!" Kort yelled back.

"What?"

"He was Ballard's Al-Qaeda contact."

"Why didn't you show me this earlier?"

"I hadn't gotten to his contacts yet."

"You should've told me!"

"No!" Ziva yelled, diving towards the man, trying to open his mouth, "He just ate something!"

"Shit, he's probably trying to kill himself!" Tony yelled.

Grimes started to shake, a white foam seeped out the corner of his mouth, the shaking stopped. His head fell back and he was dead.

"Son of a bitch!" Tony yelled in frustration.

Author Note #1 - Now with less Heh's

Author Note #2 - Hey, I got some sleep...3 hours! I rock!

Author Note #3 - Does anyone want to play with my Wii? ;)