A/N: Ok everyone I am back and in need of a little help. I'm having some trouble coming up with the angsty slash case file slash adventure stuff for the later chapters. I don't want to mention any spoilers on here so if anyone would be interested in helping me out it would be so greatly appreciated! My email is jennymval_ so again if you're interested contact me as soon as you can and I'll let you in on all the spoilers so we can brainstorm :] Thanks again for the reviews, alerts, etc. They make the world go round :]
Disclaimer: No I don't own NCIS sheesh.
It was Saturday now and Bella had finally recovered from the flu. She still had a slight cough, but other than that she was back to her old self.
She woke up earlier than usual on Saturday morning. She had spent all of Friday sleeping and recovering, that she was sick of being in bed (haha).
"Good morning Nahla." Bella said patting the lazy dog. "Mmmm I smell food! Come on lets go see what Mama made for breakfast today." She jumped off the bed, slipped on her Bert slippers, and went to the bathroom before she went downstairs. When she came out, Nahla was patiently waiting for her outside the door. "Come on Nahla, food time!" Nahla barked in response. Bella giggled and they both trotted down the stairs letting their noses lead the way.
Before she entered the kitchen she hid behind one of the walls and turned on her slippers so they could make their "special" noises. Since Ziva banned her from wearing them out in public, Isabella definitely made the most out of them at home. She poked her head inside the kitchen to make sure her parents weren't paying attention. Tony and Ziva were busily making breakfast and chatting about a recent case so they didn't notice Isabella at all. She waited for the right moment and then stepped forward making one of the slippers fart. Tony and Ziva jumped a little, surprised at hearing the noise.
"Must you do that while we are in the kitchen Tony?" Ziva said furrowing her brows at Tony.
"Hey, that wasn't me! If anything it was probably you!" Tony answered defensively.
"I do not pass gas in the kitchen." Ziva said narrowing her eyes.
"Oh come on don't act like your farts smell like roses." Tony said smiling.
Hearing her parents go back and forth, accusing one another of farting in the kitchen sent Isabella into a little fit of laughter. Ziva and Tony stuck their heads out of the kitchen, surprised to see her rolling around laughing.
"A-ha!" Tony exclaimed. "You little sneaky DiNozzo you," he said running over to her and picking her up.
"I got you and Mama good, huh Daddy." Isabella said smiling her DiNozzo grin.
"I will never forgive Abby for giving you those slippers." Ziva said swatting Isabella's bottom playfully. Bella giggled.
"So I see you're feeling better there kiddo." Tony said.
"Uh-huh! Lots better!"
"I am glad you are feeling better my love." Ziva said returning to cooking.
"Me too! So what are you making me for breakfast today?" Isabella asked peeking over the stove.
"Well, I decided to try something a little different." Ziva said.
Bella's green eyes widened. "That looks like the stuff that Rosie makes me!" Rosie-short for Rosalinda-was Isabella's babysitter. She was a 20 year old, Latin, college student who was studying to be a child psychologist. She definitely got a lot of practice with the daughter of a crazy, goofball and a former assassin. Because Rosie was half Mexican and half Spaniard, she was constantly making different Mexican and Spanish dishes for the family.
"What's it called again? Chile killies or what?" Tony asked.
"Chilaquiles." Bella and Ziva answered.
Chilaquiles was one of Rosie's specialities. It was a Mexican dish that was a combination of corn tortillas, chorizo, and scrambled eggs. It was different than the kind made at the restaurants. Rosie swore the kind she made were much better.
"Mmm my favorite!" Bella said happily.
A little while later, the food was ready and the family of 3 sat down to eat their Saturday morning breakfast. They ate comfortably keeping a light conversation. Tony and Bella, as always, gobbled down their first servings and went back for seconds.
"You make really good chilaquiles Mama." Bella said in between bites.
"Thank you my love." Ziva said, pleased that she had mastered at least one of Rosie's famous dishes.
While they were eating their second portions, they heard the front door open. It wasn't unusual though. Rosie was the only other person who had an extra key to the house.
"Rosie!" Bella said jumping out of her seat and running into Rosie's arms.
"Hey there Mamas!" Rosie exclaimed.
Rosie was more than just a babysitter, she was like apart of the family. Ziva was a little bit apprehensive of her first because she was so young. She was only 18 when she started working for them and into her first semester in college. Ziva wasn't sure a teenager was capable of handling her very energetic 5 year old at the time, and wanted someone with more experience. Tony convinced her to just see how everything went for a few weeks and if it didn't work out, they could look for someone else. Bella ended up loving Rosie and begged her mom to let Rosie stay. Eventually, Ziva began to trust Rosie more and more. A couple of months after she started babysitting, both of her parents died in a terrible car accident that left her, and her four younger siblings orphaned. Being the oldest, Rosie had no choice but to step up. She put her college career on hold for a semester to take care of her family and try to find a relative that would take in her, at the time, 4 and 10 year old sisters, and 8 and 9 year old brothers. Thankfully her aunt from her dad's side stepped in and took custody of all 4 kids. The only down side was that she lived in Philadelphia. Rosie didn't like it, but she knew that the only way her siblings could stay together was if they moved. She wasn't prepared to take on the responsibility of becoming a mother to her younger and sisters, so she had no choice but to have them move away to stay together, so, her aunt took custody of the kids, she sold her parents' house, and divided the money equally to each of her siblings in their savings and accounts, and used the rest to find an apartment and for college.
After the whole ordeal, Ziva realized that Rosie was so much more mature and responsible than she realized. Because she was still so young, Tony and Ziva brought it upon themselves to help Rosie get back on her feet. They helped her get a car, and even upped her paycheck so she could afford to pay all of her bills. Rosie couldn't have been more humble or greatful.
"Guess what?" Isabella said dramatically.
"What?" Rosie said in an equal dramatic way.
"Mama made chilaquiles…and they were good!"
"Wow, I am utterly impressed." Rosie said turning to Ziva, giving her a thumbs-up. Ziva had attempted to try and cook some of Rosie's other dishes without any success. This was the first that actually tasted the way it was supposed to.
"It's true Rose. This one actually tasted good." Tony said chuckling. Ziva smacked him.
"So did you all get a last minute case?" Rosie asked setting Bella down.
"No, not today, thankfully. I actually asked you to come for me." Ziva said.
"Aw a little girls day out." Tony said making a kissy face. Ziva smacked him again.
"As a matter of fact, Abby will be joining us too." Ziva said.
"Can I go too!" Bella asked her green eyes widening.
Ziva sighed. "Not today my love. I do not want you to get sick again."
Bella's lower lip stuck out. "Aw come on kiddo! Don't be sad. You and me are gonna have a movie day!" Tony said trying to cheer Bella up.
"I don't want a movie day." Bella said crossing her arms and furrowing her brows.
"What about a Celine Dion DVD day?" Rosie said.
Bella cocked her head to the side as if she was deep in thought. "Mmm…ok!" Rosie, Tony and Ziva all laughed. Ten minutes later, Ziva and Rosie were out the door and headed the local Starbucks where they were meeting Abby. They drove in Rosie's car since she wanted to actually get to the coffee shop in one piece.
When they arrived 20 minutes later, Abby was waiting at a table waiting patiently sipping on her Caf-Pow.
"Ziva!" Abby said giving Ziva a bone-crushing hug.
"Hello Abby." Ziva said struggling to breathe.
"Hey Rosie! I haven't seen you in a while how are you?" Abby said giving Rosie and equal air depriving hug.
"Hey! I've been good, just busy with school and taking care of Bella." Rosie said when Abby finally released her from her death hug. Rosie and Ziva ordered their coffee and sat down with Abby at their table.
"Ok Ziva, stop beating around the bush and tell us why you brought us here. I literally woke up at 5am this morning 'cause I've been driving myself crazy wondering what you wanted to talk to us about." Abby said.
Ziva sighed and folded her hands together while she gathered her thoughts.
"Oh my God, it's not Bella is it?" Abby said making Ziva and Rosie jump.
"Abby, no, it is nothing like that at all."
"Whew! Ok good, continue." Abby said smiling. Rosie chuckled.
"Well as both of you know," Ziva started, "Tony and I have been together for a very long time now but, we still have not, um, how do you say it, tied the rope?"
"Knot." Rosie said, then gasped. "You mean?"
"Oh…my…God." Abby said slowly.
Ziva nodded smiling.
"Ah! Finally!" "Well it took you guys long enough!" "When, where?" Abby and Rosie started talking and shouting all at once.
Ziva chuckled. "To answer your questions, we were actually planning on making it official when we go back to Paris this summer, but since not everyone will be able to go, we want to have a small ceremony when we get back."
"Paris…how romantic." Abby said dreamily. "I knew something had to happen between you and Tony the first time you guys were there." Ziva smiled slyly. She never revealed to anyone what actually happened while they were there. It was for her and Tony to know and for everyone else to let their imaginations wander.
"Ziva DiNozzo…well it does have a nice ring to it." Rosie said smiling. They chatted for about another hour talking about how excited they were about the wedding. Ziva could not have been happier. She was finally going to be married with her soulmate in the most romantic city in the world, she had an amazing daughter, and all the support in the world from her friends. What could possibly go wrong?
A/N: Ok so that last remark should be an indication that something definitely is going to go wrong in the chapters to come haha. So again if anybody would be interested in helping me out, please do not hesitate to email me! :]