A/N: Yes, Okay…

Seasons change, years past, hair grows lighter, and dips in the skin form. But they've never been happier. Tali grows, matures, and falls in love with a pastor's kid. Both of them have a deep love for Israel. One year, she jets off with him to Jerusalem for an immersion program.

"Do you know how dangerous it is, Tali?"

"I know. But it's my decision."

Tony is looking through pictures of Tali at age 2, after he found out about the little girl, all the way to age 19. She is a spitting image of her mother. Granted there are features that remind him of his younger self, but he loves bragging on Ziva's beauty, so he doesn't feel the need to talk about the other half.

The pair gathers around their laptop at 3 in the morning. Tali was video-calling from her student-intern apartment in Be'er Sheba. One of her roommates is speaking to Tali when they connect.

"Hi! Oh, you two look tired. What time is it over there?"

"Well, it's 3. In the morning. Nice to see you, kid." Tony responds.

Ziva on the other hand is on the verge of crying, "Hi baby. I'm glad to see you looking…healthy."

Tali frowns a bit, then puts in her earphones, so the conversation could be more private. "I am doing well. And so are you. I am learning a lot, working hard, and there are so many types of people and cultures over here, I pretty much get a taste of the world."

"I'm sorry to keep you up. This is the only free time I have to talk." Tali explains sympathetically.

"Eh, you're worth it," her dad interjects with a yawn.

Tony glances to Ziva, then back to the computer, "I know a lot of Jewish people from all over the world are moving there. It's in your blood, T-Bird."

Tali agrees and moves closer to her screen to observe her mother.

"Aliyah. It's my…our Aliyah. There is so much to be done right here. I would be ignoring the greatest responsibility of my life if I don't."

Her mother is battling the tears in her eyes. "There are so many things I want to say. But what you need to hear is that I am proud of you. I am very proud of you."

Tony smiles lightly and puts his arm around his wife, "I am too. I know this wasn't an easy decision for you. Especially because of how awesome your parents are..." Tali chuckles and nods. "But we raised you right, and that means you do the right things."

Tali puts a heart sign over her chest and directs it to the both of them, across the ocean. "I love you both. Imma. I'll come visit"

"When?" Ziva was the first to ask, very urgently.

"September."

Tony intertwines his fingers with Ziva's, "You better make true to that promise, or you'll have your mother beating down your door."

"Actually, that wouldn't be such a bad thing. You two should come over sometime."

The parents sigh, knowing the strife they went through in their younger days. Knowing their story, Tali shrugs and ends with a promise to bring olives and honey.

At four, the parents lie in bed, wrapped up in each other. Ziva snuggles her head in his neck, Tony breathes in her scent and pulls her closer. A moment later, Tony pokes Ziva's arm and says ever so softly that they made something good. She closes her eyes and prays for peace.

The peace comes and she finishes his thought, "something so good, it needs to be shared with the world."