I am sorry to say this, but I do plan on ending this fic soon. I have some other ideas on my mind and I have to start working on a sequel for 'Dirty Paws'. I don't believe there will be a sequel for this one, I never really pictured this story as a one time thing, in fact it started out as a one-shot. First three reviewers of this chapter get to know the title of the sequel to Dirty Paws before it is released.

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Both of them smiled before looking down at their daughter with the same motherly pride in their smiles.

Tali plaid with Ziva's necklace while both of her mothers plaid with her curls with a certain softness and tenderness that only a mother could have for her child.

Ziva watched as Abby worked on her multiple test quietly while Tali slept in the room right behind them, the sliding glass door was currently open sense Abby didn't have a baby monitor in the lab.

Abby had turned down the volume on all of her systems to the point of almost being mute so that when they went off, they wouldn't wake her currently sleeping daughter.

Abby stopped for a moment to check the clock to make sure that Tali hadn't overslept before walking over to the next machine.

Ziva watched her lover walk from machine to machine with an amused and adoring smile on her face. She loved watching Abby work, the Goth seemed to get lost in her own world, one that only she could control, a world that used to run on Caf-Pow! and heavy metal music, but now ran on sweet, comforting silence, quick glances at the clock, and getting things done as early as she could.

Ziva grabbed a blank notepad that was off to the side and grabbed the black pen beside it.

Abby was now on the other side of her computer table working on something else with a look of determination and concentration so she didn't notice when Ziva started to scribble on notepad.

Ziva finished writing and held the notepad just below her eyes, before she used one nail to lightly tap on the metal table she was sitting at, just loud enough to get Abby's attention, but not loud enough to wake their sleeping child.

Abby looked up to see 'Hi' written in big writing on the notepad.

Abby smiled and picked up the notepad of her own before writing the same and showing it to her lover before putting it back down and starting to type on her computer once more.

Ziva smiled and started to scribble on the notepad once more.

When she finished she held it up and tapped her nail on the table once more.

Abby looked up between her computers once more to see: 'I love you', written on the note pad this time.

Abby quickly wrote her response on the notepad and held up her own 'I love you', for Ziva to see. Abby then placed the notepad back down and turned her attention back to her computers.

Ziva decided to leave her lover to her work and instead decided to work on her sketching. She used to sketch quite a lot when she had free time but lately, she had not had quite a lot of that.

When Ziva was almost completely done with the sketch when the elevator let out a soft ding, yes, Abby had found out how to turn the volume down on the ding of the elevator.

Ziva quickly closed the notepad and looked up to see Gibbs walk through the doors, just as he did one of Abby's machines went off.

Gibbs seemed to guess by the softness of the alarm that went off on Abby's machine, that Tali was sleeping.

Gibbs started to sign with the Gothic woman as the silently discussed what Ziva could only guess was the results of the test from whatever machine had just gone off.

Finally, the conversation ended and Gibbs turned to Ziva.

He pointed at her before tuning his head in a certain direction to signal for her to follow him.

Abby waved goodbye to the two of them and Ziva waved back before the elevator doors closed.

"Pack up, Abby got a match on the hair found on the little girl's stuffed animal, that wasn't the little girl's." he told his team.

"Who'd it belong to, boss?" Tony asked as he walked beside him.

"It belongs to Dustin Moore," Gibbs said gruffly.

"So, maybe he knew the kid or maybe he was a friend of their mom's," Tony countered.

"Dustin Moore, is the Massod agent that we suspected had gone rouge," Eli said calmly from the back of the elevator.

"And the mom filed a restraining order against him over a year ago, the fingerprint was new," Gibbs said gruffly.

"Dustin Moore, no longer lives here," a woman with short brown hair and short jean shorts said as she leaned up against the apartment building.

"Do you know where he does live, now?" Gibbs asked the woman.

"Nope," she said nonchalantly, "All I know is he left most of his stuff here, he showed up with two kids, a little boy and a little girl, took some stuff and got out of here as quickly as he could in his truck, drove off that way," the woman explained as she pointed in the direction with the hand that wasn't holding a cigarette.

"Thank you," McGee said as they all started to walk away.

"What are we gonna do now, boss?" Tony asked as they walked away.

"We find out who else knows Dustin Moore, see if anyone knows why the restraining order was filed an why he would feel the need to take the two children hostage," Gibbs said without looking at him.

"Right," Tony said as he followed his boss.

"Any luck?" Abby asked as Ziva returned to the lab.

Abby was currently shutting her machines down as she walked around with Tali in her arms.

The child had been awake since a little after Ziva had left with the rest of the team, that was a little over four hours ago.

"A bit, we know that Dustin Moore does have the kids and that he is the Massod agent that we suspected was going rouge," Ziva answered.

"Well that's good, at least you know who your looking for," Abby said as she shut down her last computer.

"Ready to go?" She asked as she turned back to Ziva.

"Go where?" Ziva asked with slight confusion.

"To that store I was telling you about before, if your going to stay here, we need to get you some cloths," Abby explained.

"Oh yes, forgive me, I forgot, but yes, I am ready to go," Ziva answered with a smile on her face.

It would be nice to get away from the case and work and just enjoy there family time.