A/N: I can't believe how this little one-shot is turning into a very much appreciated story! :] It makes me very happy!

Luckysparks: Well actually Tony and Ziva are already engaged, just not married haha. So you maybe have a secret surprise wedding to look forward to! *spoilers* Yes, I'm aware that seeing a behavior specialist isn't a bad thing at all. I'm also currently studying to be a child psychologist so I already had those ideas in mind. Ssshhhh! Don't ruin my surprises haha.

Probieprincess: Haha that's great! I thought I'd add a little bit of me in Isabella. I was her age when I became obsessed ;]

Disclaimer: No I don't freaking own NCIS just all the characters that aren't apart of the series!

About a week had passed since Valentine's Day. Isabella told practically everyone in the world that in the coming months she was going to see the greatest singer in the world. None of her friends really shared in her excitement, just her teacher and her aunt and uncles at NCIS.

After all the excitement, Tony and Ziva had to wear down their high by setting up the conference with Isabella's teacher. Now they were at work, sitting at their desks, counting down the minutes until they had to leave to the dreaded conference. Tony was nervously clicking his pen while Ziva tapped her fingers on the desk.

"Will you guys please cut that out?" McGee was getting annoyed and couldn't concentrate on his work with all the tapping and clicking. He immediately regretted opening his big mouth when Ziva and Tony gave him an icy glare. He shut up and went back to his computer. Gibbs came in a little while later.

"Don't you two have someplace to be?" he said sitting down at his desk.

Tony and Ziva gave each other a look, gathered their things, and left without a word. Gibbs smirked knowing that whatever the situation was, everything was going to be ok; his gut said so.

*NCIS*

Tony and Ziva didn't say a word to one another the whole car ride to Bella's school. There was a lot of unspoken nervousness and tension. They knew nothing too serious could be wrong, it was more of the fear of the unknown that was bugging them.

When they finally arrived at the school, Bella was waiting patiently in the front office, not even realizing that anything was wrong. She was happily humming one of the songs she had learned in music class; she was very determined in being the youngest student to ever get cast in a school musical. She had no idea what Mrs. Hurley needed to talk to her parents about.

"Hi Mama, hi Daddy," Isabella said.

"Hey kiddo! How's my favorite 7 year old doing?" Tony said scooping Isabella up and into his arms.

"Good." Isabella said giggling. "What are you and Mama gonna talk to Mrs. Hurley about?"

"Well we'll let you know when were done alright?"

"Ok. I'm gonna go to Mrs. Carroll's room so she can help me practice." With that, she skipped away to her music class, still humming as happy as can be.

Tony and Ziva walked into Mrs. Hurley's class now more nervous than ever. If Ziva wouldn't have been holding on to Tony so tightly, she probably would've fallen over herself, her knees had long turned to jelly.

"Hello Mr. DiNozzo, Ms. David," Mrs. Hurley said greeting them warmly. They exchanged hello's but had to wipe their hands before they shook hands with the teacher. The nervousness was making them perspire.

"Have a seat please." Mrs. Hurley said. Tony and Ziva sat bracing themselves.

"Well I hope both of you realize that you have an amazing little girl."

"Yes, we are very lucky," Ziva said smiling.

"She's very helpful, she gets along well with the other students, she participates in class. I'm sure you heard that the music teacher is thinking about casting her in the school musical, which would be a very big deal because she'll be the youngest student ever to be in one of the musicals. I'm actually very excited for her."

Tony and Ziva were beaming with pride.

"But that's not exactly what I wanted to talk to you both about. I've been concerned with her behavior lately."

Their smiles dropped almost instantly.

"She seems to be in a daze lately. She gets all of her school work done but after she's finished she just doesn't seem to know what to do with herself."

Ziva winced on the inside. She pictured Tony throwing spitballs at McGee when he was bored at work. 'Oh God, please do not tell me that she is throwing spitballs at the other students.' she thought. Tony seemed to share the same thoughts when he and Ziva gave each other a look.

"Mrs. Hurley I am very sorry if she is throwing spitballs at the other kids or super gluing their hands to their desks," Ziva started. "I will have a long talk with her," she said glaring at Tony, silently reprimanding him for bragging about all the pranks he pulled on McGee.

"Oh no she's never done anything like that." Mrs. Hurley said a bit confused.

Tony and Ziva breathed sighs of relief.

"What I'm thinking is that she just seems really…bored. She's always the first one to finish her work and everything is always correct. I was talking to the principle earlier and we both came to the conclusion that maybe she'll be more comfortable in the Advanced Placement classes. And if it's ok with the two you, we would like to have her tested to see if she could maybe even skip the third grade."

"Advanced Placement?" Ziva asked.

"Skip the 3rd grade?" Tony couldn't believe it. "Yes! Whoo! I know my kid was a genius!"

Mrs. Hurley and Ziva chuckled.

"That is very good news but I'm still a little confused. If you wanted to talk to us about Isabella skipping a grade and placing her in the advanced classes, why did you give us references for her to see a behavior specialist?" Ziva asked.

"Behavior specialist?" It was Mrs. Hurley's turn to be confused. "Didn't I give you information about the AP classes?"

"No." Tony and Ziva said in unison.

"Oh my, I am so sorry about that! Oh my gosh I feel so bad! I was rushing to catch you before you left the last time I saw you, I must've grabbed the wrong papers. Oh my gosh, I can't believe I did that. No wonder you two looked so nervous when you walked in."

Tony and Ziva breathed more sighs of relief. There was absolutely nothing wrong with their daughter, she was just really, really, smart.

Moments later, Isabella walked in jumping and down squealing with delight with Mrs. Carroll right behind her.

"Hey there, you're just in time." Mrs. Hurley said smiling.

"Mama, Daddy, guess what guess what guess what?"

"What what what?" Tony said.

"I get to be in the musical!"

"That is wonderful my love!" Ziva said hugging Isabella tenderly.

"Yes! That's my girl." Tony said smiling his DiNozzo smile.

"That's great news Isabella. We're all very happy for you." Mrs. Hurley said.

"Hi, I'm Mrs. Carroll, Isabella's music teacher." Mrs. Carroll said greeting Tony and Ziva. "You have a really talented little girl on your hands. I've never had a student her age who had as much energy and charisma on stage as she does."

"Thank you Mrs. Carroll we are certainly very proud of her." Ziva said beaming proudly.

"Well Bella, it's a good thing that you're here 'cause we have some good news for you," Mrs. Hurley said.

"More good news?" Bella was ecstatic.

"Yes. Starting next week, you'll be in the AP classes with Mr. Peterson and when the year is over, you get to take this special test to see if you can skip 3rd grade!" Mrs. Hurley was smiling from ear to ear.

Bella stopped and stared at her teacher with a blank look on her face.

"What is the matter my love?"

"Yea come on kiddo aren't you excited?" Tony asked waiting for his little girl to explode with excitement.

Bella's green eyes filled with tears and her lower lip started to tremble.

"You don't wanna be my teacher anymore?"

Ending with another cliffhanger haha. I wasn't sure how to end it but that's the only way I could think of. So what do y'all think is going to happen next? Let me know! I already have the next chapter planned out, but maybe I'll get some more ideas. Remember reviews make the world go round :]