McGee's words would not leave Tony alone. He could not believe his partner, his friend, his brother could say those horrible things to him. If only McGee knew that he has cried himself to sleep every night since he found out Ziva was dead or that he had prayed that the plane would crash the whole flight to Israel. Just so that he could be with Ziva again and so he would never have to see Emily again. Even now that he had his son and was back with Emily. He still didn't see the point to going on sometimes. He got baby Jack changed and brought him downstairs for his feeding. Gibbs was siting at the table reading the paper.

"You feeling any better DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked.

"I am really nervous about this afternoon." Tony replied.

"It will be fine. Even if they don't like you at first they will warm up to you." Gibbs assured.

"Thanks" Tony replied.

"I am more concerned about last night though." Gibbs replied.

"I guess McGee hates me." Tony replied.

"He doesn't hate you. Well he better not." Gibbs assured.

"No Boss he hates me." Tony replied.

Gibbs tossed his coffee into the trash as he entered the bullpen. McGee had not arrived yet, Gibbs assumed that he was just driving Delilah to work or something. He needed to lay down the law with his junior agent. He tried not to play favorites with his team but nobody talked to Tony like that and got away with it. McGee was just lucky that he liked him. If he was just some random person or an enemy. He would likely never be able to eat solid foods again.

"Stay in the elevator Tim!" Gibbs called from his desk when McGee finally arrived.

"Boss?" McGee asked.

"Just stay in there!" Gibbs barked.

Tony rested his head on the arm of the couch and gently rocked Jack in his baby carrier. When did he get so weak that his dad had to fight his battles for him? Why did it seem like everything was falling apart all of the sudden? It had gone so well. When her started dating Emily but it was him Tony DiNozzo. So everything was bound to go to hell eventually. At least he had his son. His son what if his son turned out to be just like him? Just some loser that always seemed to almost die and continually destroy his life? What if his son died like Kelly? He had so many enemies that would love to take the only family. He felt truly close to. What if Emily, her kids, and Jack were all taken from him? He was a lot like Gibbs so it would make sense. That would be perfect if he was left all alone. Especially if McGee told him that this was his fault and that he deserved it because he was nothing but a misogynist. What was he kidding. That's what he was. Just some disgusting middle-aged pervert with a bastard. That he had with a dead woman. Jesus. Palmer was going to drag him back to the Dr. Phil show and trick him again.

"I hope you have a better life than me son." Tony told Jack.

McGee stood in the elevator and waited for his Boss to speak. Even though he knew that he would end up getting in trouble. He could not figure out why Gibbs seemed to favor Tony. Maybe when they thought Tony had changed but it was obvious he was still the same disgusting frat boy he had always been. Maybe that was funny before but now it was just sad. If Tony's girlfriend ended up like Delilah he would probably dump her right there in the hospital.

"What do you want?!" McGee demanded.

"I do not approve of how you spoke to DiNozzo last night." Gibbs replied.

"Really Boss?" McGee asked.

"Yes really McGee! You made him cry." Gibbs replied.

"Good he needs to learn a lesson." McGee scoffed.

"Why?" Gibbs asked.

"He took advantage of Ziva." McGee replied.

"McGee they were both drunk it was a mistake but Tony adores that kid." Gibbs replied.

"Why do you favor him?!" McGee demanded.

"What makes you think I favor him?" Gibbs asked.

"The fact that you always take his side." McGee replied.

"I do not." Gibbs countered.

"OK how come he gets as much time as he needs and I got two lousy weeks after the bombing?" McGee demanded.

"Because he has to get used to being a father." Gibbs replied.

"I HAD TO GET USED TO MY GIRLFRIEND BEING PARALYZED FOR LIFE! THAT'S NOT EASY BUT I'M NOT TONY SO I DON'T MATTER! NEVER MIND THAT TONY WOULD DUMP A GIRL IF SHE ENDED UP BEING A PARAPLEGIC! BECAUSE SHE WOULD BE NO USE TO HIM!" McGee yelled.

"That's not true!" Gibbs shot back.

"I am requesting a transfer!" McGee yelled.

Tony parked his car outside of Emily's place. There was not turning back now. He was going to meet his girlfriend's kids. Whether he liked it or not. He walked up to the door carrying baby Jack in his carrier. Emily was waiting for him and he didn't even have to knock. Standing behind her was a short, skinny boy with brown hair and his mother's gray eyes and a little girl with braided red hair and gray eyes.

"Tony these are my kids Dylan and Carly. Dylan, Carly this is Tony my boyfriend." Emily introduced.

"Hi Tony! Want to see my room?!" Carly cried.

"You better not hurt my mom." Dylan warned.

"Carly I would love to see your room and Dylan I will not hurt your mom." Tony replied.

Emily went to the kitchen to get some coffee for her and Tony and some hot chocolate for the kids. While Tony went to see Carly's room. He noticed that Dylan ducked into his own room. Moments later the door flung open and he was attacked with a super soaker.

"Really Dylan? Trying to run me off?" Tony asked.

"Your lucky! I had a whole Are We There Yet thing planned." Dylan replied.

"Kid I've seen that movie and the sequel. I have seen every mommy daddy new boy friend girlfriend, step-parent movie you have and more. I have even had my own step-mom's so don't even try." Tony replied.

"Just watch your back." Dylan warned.

"You know Dylan for somebody who is bullied a lot. You sure are being a jerk!" Carly yelled.

"Grow-up! Just because you don't remember dad and thus don't care doesn't mean I am the same way!" Dylan yelled before retreating to the safety of his own bedroom.

A/N: Dylan isn't mean just a kid. He will warm up to Tony soon though so don't worry. New chapter should be up Wednesday. Please review and thanks for reading.