"Who was at the door?" McGee said coming up behind Tony.

Tony and Ziva were having Timothy McGee and his wife over for the weekend. They rarely saw Tony and his family due to the unfortunate distance from D.C., so having their former co-workers over required a few weeks' notice and planning. Since Leroy Jethro Gibbs had retired from NCIS, Tim had been handed his own team. Tim contacted Tony about the newfound stress of having his own team when he initially got promoted from senior field agent almost two years ago; Tony encouraged him to try it out for a few weeks, telling him if he didn't feel he's cut out for it then to ask for his old position back. He took his advice and learned, surprisingly, he liked his new position.

Tony turned around, shutting the door behind him. "Just a messager." He tucked a small white envelope into the pocket in his shirt. "Are the girls still doing alright?"

"Well, they've finished a bottle already so I think that's a good sign. The last I heard was Delilah asking Ziva to show her how to throw a knife" Tim replied.

Tony chuckled and then a sudden apprehension showed in his face, "I don't think that's a good idea. Knives and wine don't mix. Trust me, you should've seen her during last year's Octoberfest…"

"Well, you might want to go out there and stop her before someone loses a hand." Tony and Tim heard a loud burst of laughter coming from the back of the house. Tim pointed towards the backyard and Tony quickly walked towards the doors.

Tony slid open the patio door, "What happened?!" Then his eyes landed on Ziva with a huge smile on her face and a damp shirt, alongside Delilah with a Knife and a water balloon in her hand.

"Hey Tony", Ziva said nonchalantly.

Delilah looked over her shoulder and smiled to Tim and Tony, "Hey guys!"

Both men stepped out of the house and onto the patio to where their girls were and exchanged looks with each other. "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Tony asked his friend.

"Uh, yep. It looks like the girls are…" Tim crosses him arms, "Actually, I don't have a clue what's going on here."

Delilah chimes in, "Ziva was just showing me how to throw a knife!"

"With water balloons?", McGee questioned.

Delilah looks down at the water balloons in her lap, "Oh, uh, well, we didn't really have anything to throw the knives at…"

"And Tali still had some balloons left from this summer, so I filled them up and threw them in the yard…", Ziva explained.

"And I accidently poked the balloon in Ziva's hand when she was helping me practice…" Delilah looked to Ziva and chuckled.

"See McGoo? A perfectly good explanation." Tony turned back towards the house, then over his shoulder said, "Zee, wine and knives…don't."

Tony and Tim sat down in the living room, leaving Ziva and Delilah to their own devices.

"So when do you expect Tali home?" Tim asked.

Tony looked at his phone for the time, "Should be coming home soon. Her friend's mom said that after dance class they would go out for frozen yogurt….I give it another half-hour."

McGee nodded and looked at a framed photo of Tali, Ziva, and Tony on the wall, "Wow."

"Hm?"

"Just. Thinking…" Tony put his phone back in his pocket, intending to listen to his friend. McGee continued, "You and Ziva….you ever thought this would happen? And then Tali… just wow."

Tony sat back, "Nope. Well, honestly, before we parted ways and she was still an agent, I did. Man, that was some time ago." A hint of a smile came across his face, "But regardless, I'm glad it did happen. I don't know what I'd be without that little girl."

"You're a good dad, Tony."

"I try to be."

"What's it like?" Tim couldn't help his curiosity.

Tony raised an eyebrow, "You looking for advice?"

"Actually-"

"Timmy, my boy, is she pregnant? She shouldn't be drinking! What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Actually, what I was going to say before you interrupted me, was me and Delilah were talking about having a kid…"

Tony straightened up, "Ohhh, well, what's there to think about? You both have stable careers and you seem pretty settled in."

McGee shrugged, "I don't know…it's just…"

"You think you wouldn't be an acceptable father? Worried that you will make mistakes or end up like the kind of dad your father was?" Tony guessed, a rather good guess by that.

McGee was surprised, "How did you know?"

Tony laughed and said, "Because. I was in your shoes once, except I already had her…honestly, I had no choice because Ziva was supposedly dead and Tali only had me. But! I was concerned about being a good father, I mean you and I didn't exactly have role model fathers…just learn from those mistakes. But know that you will make mistakes. Hell, when I first got her, I didn't know how to feed her, let alone change diapers. The point is, it is okay to make mistakes. It's part of life."

"Huh. You're right. I think I could do this." McGee smiled.

The doorbell rang and the two of them could hear two little girls outside and one older lady telling them to calm down. Tony got up to answer the door.

Tali and her friend ran into the house, passing Tony, giggling all the way to her room.

"Hey, Anthony." The lady said.

"Kim. I see they had a good time. Would you like to come in?"

"Oh, I would love to but I gotta pick up Mike from the golf course" She rubs her temple, "You would not believe what happened!"

"What happened?"

"His friend dared him to jump across one of the sand dunes and hit the ball while in the air. That man! So now I have to take him to the hospital." She half-heartedly chuckles.

"What? Well, I'm sorry to hear that, Kim. But…karma?"

Tony calls out for Tali.

"Yeah?!" Tali yells to her father from her room.

"Tell Kelsey her mom is waiting for her!"

Kelsey and Tali walk out from the hallway and go to the door. The girls exchange hugs and part ways. Kim looks back to Tony, "Anthony, make sure Ziva writes down that cookie recipe! I've asked her for weeks!"

"Got it! See ya'll next week!" Tony closes the door and as he turns around Tali is standing in front of him with her hands on her hips.

"Where is Imma?!"

"She's….uhhh…" Tony needed to find the right words to explain that her mother is tipsy outside with knives.

"She's right behind you." From the kitchen, Ziva walks out with Delilah strolling right behind.

Tali's face lights up, "Imma!" She runs to embrace her mother.

Delilah strolls right up to Tim, "So adorable."

Tim looks at the very domestic scene with Ziva, a former Mossad operative and NCIS special agent, with her daughter. "Hey, Delilah, I think… I need to talk to you about something tonight." He says with a smile.

Delilah cocks her head with a mischievous grins, "Alright, Tim."

"Why is your shirt wet?" Tali asked, looking up at Ziva.

Ziva shrugs, "Spilled some water on it. No big deal."

"Ohhhh." Tali walks over to McGee and Delilah, "Hi!" She says with a big smile.

The two of them greet Tali and hug her.

Later into the night hour, after Tali goes to bed, it's quieter in the house. Tony is in his home office, looking at some documents in manila folders, writing down notes in the margins. McGee knocks on the door and walks in.

Tony looks up from his reading glasses, "Ah, Tim, thought you and Delilah were going to bed."

"She's getting ready right now. I'll be doing the same in a few minutes. Just wanted to say g'night."

Tony looks at the wall clock in his office, "Oh, it is getting late. I should be getting to bed soon, as well."

"Hey, Tony…"

"Yeah?"

"Who was at the door earlier today?"

Tony gets up and sighs, "I knew you would ask that eventually."

"Are you in trouble? Is something wrong?"

"Nah. Nothing is wrong. The guy who handed me this at the door, " Tony takes out the same white envelope from his pocket and hands it over to Tim, "works for me at the department."

Tim scans the document, "It's a list of names and numbers."

"Yeah, they're contacts."

"For?"

"Not exactly sure, yet. Just making sure those people are still being safe with confidential information." Tony turns off his office lamp and walks towards the door, Tim follows. "The list is hand delivered to me so I don't risk losing the secrecy digitally."

Tony closes the door behind him. Tim notices a familiar name, "Orli? Orli is on the list. Is Ziva okay?"

"Oh yes, Ziva is fine. We took care of that problem a few years back. Our department values Orli and her agency a great deal. She's helped us out more than anyone else could. It's all…formalities." Tony explained, taking the list and folding it up in his pocket.

"Well, that's good. I'm glad. Seems like this is quite the life you have here."

Tony smiled, "Yes. I really couldn't be happier. Which reminds me… you and Delilah; I expect an invite to the baby shower."

Tim shushed him and whispered, "She's not even pregnant yet, Tony. I haven't exactly told her I want to… you know…"

"Ah, I got ya." Tony made sure the doors were locked and turned off the lights. The two friends parted ways and went to their bedrooms.

Ziva was already in bed reading a Fitzgerald novel. Tony entered and closed the door behind him.

"Didn't expect you to still be up." Tony saw Ziva put down her book and walk over to him.

"Well, I was waiting" She replied.

"For?"

Ziva raised an eyebrow, "You."

Tony looked at her curiously, "Ohhh, well, you know, we have guests."

"So? We can be quiet."

"No." Tony said trying to remain at ease.

"Yes."

"No."

Then she presses her body against his, then whispers in his ear, "You need to take a shower."

Tony laughs quietly, "Ah, okay, I see," he sniffs himself, "Oh come on! I don't stink."

Ziva was already in their bathroom, behind the shower curtain.

Tony connects the dots and quickly undresses to join his wife.

While Tony washes her back, she looks over her shoulder, "You think Tim is going to go through with it?"

Tony thinks back at any conversion between the three of them, "Through with what?"

"A kid, Tony. You think they'll go through with it?"

"How did you know-?"

"Tony, don't you remember? I hear everything. You're the one who has called me a ninja."

He turns her around, "Why was I even surprised? And… you're my ninja. Don't ever forget that."

Tony leans in and kisses her deeply, "I never could forget it even if I tried." Ziva responded.

"Oh, but don't say anything. Tim would kill me."

"My lips are sealed." She smiles back at him and wraps her arms around him.