Recap: Two days after Gibbs and McGee brought Mini-Ziva home.

~ Misunderstood – Aftermath: Cars, Dates and falling into Routine ~

"Hey Gibbs?"

"Yeah?" He looked up from his book, his eyes coming to rest on his agent, who looked as if he planned to go out. The team leader looked at his watch, "2 pm... Ziva's down for a nap since half an hour."

"You remember when I told you about the girl I met in the mall?"

"Yeah," the agent concealed a smirk.

"Well..."

"Spit it out, Tony."

"I ," the teenager hastily said.

Gibbs raised an eyebrow, "You asked a girl out and now you want my permission?"

"Uhm, yes."

"You don't have to ask, ya know?"

"I don't?" He looked surprised at the older man.

"Just always tell me where you are and when you'll be back."

Gibbs briefly wondered if he had just made a huge mistake by giving the teenager too much freedom.

"That's … great," Tony broke into a wide grin.

"Just remember, you're 16. No alcohol."

"Sure," his agent smiled, "Can I have the car?"

"Abby made you a new license, yet?"

"Yup! So can I have the car now?"

"You want MY car?" Gibbs checked again.

"Please?" Tony put his most pleading face on.

"You can have the pickup," sighed Gibbs, "No touching of the challenger, though. Ever."

"Oh come on! The pickup is soooooo old. And the dodge looks way cooler!" His agent immediately argued.

"Of course it does, so keep your hands off."

Grumbling the teenager caught the keys of the pickup, which Gibbs had thrown at him.

"Hey!" Gibbs shouted as Tony was about to leave the house, "Where to and how long?"

"Movie theater, evening performance, before that we want to go to a café AND I'll be back at 12." The teenager rolled his eyes.

"10."

"Oh come on!" Tony protested.

"9." Gibbs laughed inwardly as his agent's face turned into a grimace.

"11," countered Tony.

"11," the team leader agreed, now grinning openly. Of course he knew that 9 or 10 pm weren't a real option when watching a movie at the theater, but 12 gave his agent too much time to do something stupid, even though it was Friday and the weekend was just a few hours away.

"11 is good," Gibbs thought laughing as his agent left the house.

"The new clothes really suit you," a voice from behind told him seductively.

"Thanks," Tony turned around, grinning as he took in the girl's attire, "You look … wow."

The girl laughed lightly. "I'm glad that you like it."

"Spent good two hours to pick it out," she thought, straightening her top over the dark skinny jeans she wore.

"I got worried when you suddenly didn't answered my messages." Jaz told him, pouting playfully at the same time.

"Yeah," he grimaced slightly, "The other kid my guardian took in? She disappeared for a few days."

"Oh, she alright?" Jaz inquired, her eyes showing real concern.

"Yeah." Tony smiled, slowly getting lost in the blue eyes of the girl.

(Gibbs' house – 6 pm)

"Hey Abbs." The team leader greeted his evening guest.

"Gibbs! I've missed you!" She enveloped the agent in a bone crushing hug.

"It's only been 2 days since I was in the office last." He smirked at her.

"I know! But it's still.." she stopped mid-sentence, "Oh, you've got a little shadow!"

Gibbs looked down at Mini-Ziva who kept following him like a shadow since her ordeal, "I guess she's afraid I would leave her. Every time I go to the front door or leave the room she's right next to me."

"That's so cute!"

His smile was forced, "I would prefer if she would feel safe enough to stay put and play, which she also isn't doing anymore."

Abby frowned, "Did you asked her why she's acting like that?"

"Got no reply." He picked the little girl up and sat her on the couch, next to some painting books which Palmer got her, before he made his way back into the kitchen.

"Maybe I could try?" Abby asked, now standing in the kitchen's door frame, looking alternatively between Gibbs and Mini-Ziva, who quietly observed them from the couch.

"Knock yourself out, but be aware that she hasn't responded to anything I signed, since yesterday midday." He sighed in frustration.

Abby felt sorry for the agent and hugged him once again before she swiftly walked into the living room, plopping unceremoniously down onto the couch.

"Hey," she grinned at her small friend.

However, Ziva just ignored her and continued to watch Gibbs as he prepared dinner for them.

Now it was the scientist's turn to frown. She momentarily pondered what to do next before she lightly nudged the little girl, not expecting Mini-Ziva to stand up and walk over to the kitchen table in response. A clear sign that she wasn't amused at all and instead sought quietness, beside wanting to be near to Gibbs.

"Well, that was unexpected," Abby muttered under her breath, deciding to help the team leader in the kitchen.

"Maybe she's bored and you're some sort of entertainment for her?" she offered weakly.

Gibbs slightly smiled at her, "Wish this was the reason," he kissed her cheek, "We both know it's not."

"Maybe Ducky could help?"

The team leader pondered the option silently, "I guess it's worth a try," he admitted, glancing at

his shrunk agent, who had turned into a shy little girl, so unlike her older self, who is tough and upfront most of the times.

Moments like this made Gibbs wish that the search for an antidote wouldn't take too long. Or that Ziva would have turned out to be a bit older and would be able to communicate with them.

(Unknown part of Washington D.C.)

"You know," Jaz smiled from where her head rested on Tony's shoulder as they sat on a park bench, "This is nice. Can't we stay here?"

"The movie is starting soon," Tony commented smiling, "Plus it's getting colder."

"You're spoilsport," the girl grinned widely at him.

"Just don't want either of us fetching a cold," he smirked as she settled down on his lap, her knees resting on either side of him as she faced him. His hands automatically went up to her hip as his eyes roamed over her body.

"We could try to stay warm in another way," she lightly kissed him, her lips barely touching his.

Tony suppressed a groan, "I hate to say this, but I can't get into trouble for public nuisance."

"My parents are away for the weekend..." Jaz offered, trailing of while running her hands through the teenager's spiked hair.

She obviously had further intentions. Which was no real problem for Tony, cause he had already experience in this corner, but the teenager wondered if the girl in front of him really meant it.

"Are all girls so willingly these days?" He thought inwardly, "It took me and my first girlfriend forever to get there."

"You asking this every guy?" He joked, in truth he wanted a real answer.

"No," Jaz looked him straight into the eyes, "You just got something on you that... I can't explain why," she finished frustrated.

Tony nodded thoughtfully, searching her eyes before he said something what he hoped wouldn't make her run off to find some other guy, "I would like to get to know you better," he said carefully, closely observing her reactions, "Before we go and do anything else than kissing."

Instead of leaving, Jasmine broke into a huge grin and kissed him, this time more deeply.

"I'm glad that you think so," she said between kisses, before she pulled him to his feet.

"What would you have done if I went for it?" Tony inquired as he let her lead him through the park, into the other direction of the movie theater, he noted absent minded.

"Probably would have kissed you and then let you sit on the bench all by yourself." Jaz smirked at him.

"Huh?"

"I'm not that easy to get," she told him, her eyes twinkling with mirth, "But since all the boys seems to think so, I like to test them."

"Oh."

First Tony was too stunned to form any coherent thoughts but then his smile returned, "This girl is definitely interesting."

"By the way, I meant it when I said that there's something special about you."

~ Fin ~