Tony DiNozzo and Ziva David sat in MTAC waiting for their Director. The partners had been waiting for what seemed like ages and still there was no Director.

"Hey Ziva, do you wonder why it was just us called in here?"

"No, why should I?" His partner said looking at her nails.

"Well, I just thought it was strange, I mean, the last time we were sent up here they." Tony was cut off by the Director.

"Tony, Ziva," She said to the pair sitting in front of her, "You will be going undercover."

"Again?" Tony asked without thinking.

"You got a problem with that DiNozzo?" Gibbs said walking in.

"No." Tony replied. Jenny took the folders she had and handed them to the partners.

"Tony, Ziva, you are going to be a married couple who are looking to buy a house for you and your family." Tony interrupted her, "Director, did you just say family?"

"Yes I did. You and Ziva will be Micheal and Cote Weatherly. Tony, you are the owner of a Naval Store and Ziva you own a bookstore beside Tony's store." Ziva cut in this time and said, "You said we had children, yes?"

"I did. You have two daughters. By the way, you have 24 hours to pack, so I suggest you go now." Tony and Ziva got up to leave. Gibbs walked out of the room and Tony followed, but Ziva stayed back.

"Jen?" The liaison officer asked.

"Yes Ziva?"

"What am I going to do about Naomi?"

"Don't worry, she'll be with you. She's the same age as the younger child." Ziva looked at her friend dumbfounded.

"You are serious?"

"Yes."

Tony and Gibbs had gotten down to the bull pen, and were the only ones in there.

"Gibbs?" Tony said going to his boss's desk, "Who will take care of Kala?"

"She'll be with you DiNozzo. She is about the same age as the older daughter."

Ziva drove home in silence.

"Ima?" Ziva's daughter said.

"Yes tatelah?"

"Why are you so quiet?" Ziva smiled. For a three year old, Mara Naomi David was quick to notice things.

"I was thinking."

"About what?"

"Well," Ziva tried to think of the best way to tell her daughter what was going to happen, "do you know how you play house with your dolls?"

"Yes."

"You and I are going to play house with a couple of Ima's friends."

"Will you still be my Ima?"

"Yes tatelah, I will, but you will have an Aba and a sister as well."

"Really?"

"Yes." Ziva parked her car and went to unbuckle her daughter from her car seat.

"Do you want to go inside and help me pack?"

"Yeah!" Naomi hopped out of the car and mother and daughter went inside.

Tony turned the radio down in his car.

"What did you do that for?" The eleven year old girl said.

"I need to tell you something."

"You aren't going undercover again are you?"

"Actually Kala, I am." The girl groaned.

"Am I staying with Gibbs again?"

"No, you are going to be with me."

"Cool! Who am I?"

"You are going to be mine and Ziva's daughter Andrea."

"Awesome! This is like some crazy spy movie!"

"There is something else, you get a sister."

"How old is this sister."

"Three. I'll tell you more when we get home."

"Alright."

Ziva was in her daughter's room packing when the little girl said, "Ima?"

"Yes?" Ziva replied folding a shirt and putting it inside the bag.

"What will my name be when we play house?"

"Your name will be Elaina."

"What will my sister's name be?"

"Her name will be Andrea."

"I like her name more, can I have that one?" Ziva laughed, "I'm sorry tatelah, you can't."

"Okay. Here is Amy." Naomi said giving her mother her doll.

Tony was at the kitchen table with Kala looking over the people they'd be potraying.

"So, you are going to be my dad for how long?"

"I don't know Kale, until we get the case solved." Kala looked at the folder.

"We're Spanish!" She said practically jumping out of her seat.

"You are."

"How am I going to look Spanish? Mom and Dad weren't Spanish, they were Italian!"

"Kala Marie DiNozzo, calm down. You are lucky, you have dad's brown eyes."

"Hey Tony, do you have any idea who will be my sister?"

"I'm not sure yet, I guess we'll have to find that out in a couple days."