A/N: I was thinking about writing it for awhile, so in my sick haze, I am finally doing it.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS; I do have rights to, Caleb.

Caleb Ari

Caleb swung his feet back and forth as he sat in a chair way to big for him. Serena sat next to him, doing the same. They sat outside the office waiting for their parents to come and get them.

"Caleb Ari!" Caleb looked up and saw his father, looking angry. Caleb hopped off the navy blue chair. Tony walked over to him; hands on his hips like Ziva had done so many times before with Tony.

"What did you do?"

"I can explain that Mr. DiNozzo. We're just waiting for Serena's father." An older woman answered. She had short grey-blonde hair that went to her shoulders. Her face was narrow and slightly wrinkly. She had reading glasses perched on her nose. Tony stuck out his hand. She shook it.

"I'm the principle. Mrs. Mason." Her smile was friendly and that set off warning bells in Tony's head. No principle called the parents of two students because they were doing okay. They couldn't be getting awards; it was only the third week of school.

"Sorry my wife couldn't be here. We're Agents and only I could get out." Mrs. Mason nodded and went back into her office. Tony sat in the chair Caleb was previously in.

"So, you gunna tell me what happened? Because you know I'm not your Mom. I can't tell what you're thinking." Caleb looked at Serena and than at Tony.

"A bully was picking on Serena."

"And what did you do?" Caleb looked at his fist. Tony saw small cut on his knuckles and realized what had happened.

"You beat the kid up? Using the training Mommie taught you?" Caleb nodded.

"But Mr. DiNozzo!" Serena sudden said from her chair. "The boy was in second grade!" Tony looked wide eyed at his son.

"Second grade, Caleb?"

"Yes."

"High five, Champ!" Tony raised his palm and Caleb grinned, smacking his own palm against it.

"Where's the kid now?" Tony asked looking around. He wanted to see the damage his five year old did to this seven or eight year old boy.

"The nurse's" Caleb answered, more confident.

"Serena!" A tall man ran in. He was about Tony's height, maybe an inch shorter, with dirty blond hair and clear grey eyes.

"Daddy!" Serena launched her-self out of her own blue chair. The man caught her with ease and held her to him.

"Are you okay?" She nodded. He suddenly turned to Tony.

"You need to teach your son some lessons on how to treat a girl." His tone was sharp and Caleb jumped into Tony's arms. Before Tony could saw something, Serena fixed the problem.

"No, Daddy. That's my friend, Caleb. He beat up the meany that was pickin' on me!" The father's face softened considerably.

"I'm sorry about that. It's just, she's my only one."

"It's okay. I have three. Little Caleb here and my twin girls at home."

"I'm Kevin, by the way. Kevin Clayfield." He shook Tony's hand.

"Anthony DiNozzo, but call my Tony." Kevin nodded. Caleb and Serena went down to talk to the receptionist. She gave them candy.

"How old?" Kevin asked suddenly.

"What? Oh, Caleb's five and the twins are nine months."

"Serena's five too."

"What happened anyway?" Kevin asked after a moment of silence.

"A second grader was bulling Serena and Caleb beat him up."

"A kindergartener beat up a second grader? I don't believe it."

"His mother is Mossad." Tony told him casually.

"Mossad…as in trained Assassins?" Tony nodded.

"Cool." Kevin whispered. A couple minutes later, Mrs. Mason talked to them. Apparently the boy, Jonathan Cervantes, had a broken nose and several bruises. Caleb was let off on a warning.

"This school does not tolerate fighting. Is that clear, Caleb?" Caleb nodded vigorously. While driving back to the station, Tony turned to Caleb with a smile.

"I'm proud of you son. Sticking up for your friends."

TBC…

A/N: Caleb beat up a big kid. Dun dun dun…. Any who review…Please and thank you for the reviews already in.

It's a beautiful day…Now watch some asshole fuck it up