Kate met Ziva for lunch the next day and was full of questions for her friend, "So, tell me, how was the date?"

Ziva smiled softly as she thought back on her date with Tony. He had definitely impressed her. She answered, "It was wonderful. We are going out again Saturday."

Kate gave her friend a confused look. She knew how important her weekends with her son were, "Saturday? Do you need me to watch Dylan?"

Ziva shook her head, "He is taking both of us to the movies."

Kate smiled and squealed loudly. Ziva shook her head, "I really hate it when you do that."

"Too bad! I'm so happy for you!"

"It is just a movie date. It probably won't go any further than that. I am not very lucky when it comes to love. You know that Kate. How many dates have I been on in the last year?"

Kate smiled, "More than I can remember, but none of them have ever taken the time to get to know Dylan. Tony's different."

"I hope you are right. I really want to find someone special to spend the rest of my life with. I am tired of being alone."

Kate hugged her, "I've got a feeling that things are going to be different with Tony."

Ziva simply smiled and hugged her friend goodbye. She would never admit it, but she had a feeling that this was the start of something special.

When she went home that night, she sat beside Dylan's bed and whispered, "I know that your daddy would hate this. He always wanted me to be happy. I am trying Dyl, but it is hard. I want to meet someone that loves both of us. He had to accept you and love you like his own. I want you to have a daddy like your friends. Someone to be able to play catch with. Someone to do all the things that I cannot do for you. I do not want you to grow up hating me."

She wiped a lone tear away from her cheek and looked down at her son while he slept. This was her favorite time of the day. She only hoped that this time, she would find the love that she so desperately craved.

Saturday came and it was bright and sunny. Ziva smiled when Dylan bounded into her room. She whispered, "So, what do you want to do today?"

Dylan thought about it and finally said, "Swimming!"

"You always want to go swimming. I have a surprise for you. We are going to the movies today."

"Really?"

Ziva nodded and continued, "Yes. My friend Tony is going to take us. He works with Aunt Kate."

Ziva could see the confusion on her little boys face. She had only brought home a handful of dates in his short life. Men that she had thought she loved, but somehow it never worked out once they met her Dylan. Soon, she had stopped bringing them home altogether. She had been content to being alone for the rest of her life.

Then, when she least expected it, Tony had come into their lives. She smiled at her son when he asked, "Can I get some popcorn and maybe some candy?"

Ziva laughed, "Of course tatelah."

She smiled as he hugged her tightly. It was at about that time that she heard a knock on the door. She looked at him nervously and said, "I will be right back."

She walked to the door and opened it slowly. She smiled at Tony and whispered, "Hello Tony."

Tony smiled back at her and appeared to be looking around. Then he said, "Hello.

Ziva noticed that he almost appeared nervous. She smiled and called out, "Dylan!

Tony heard the pounding of tiny feet. Then, he watched as a little boy of about five rounded the corner. Dylan skidded to a stop and said, "Hey mister. Are you Tony?"

Tony nodded and said, "That would be me. And you are?"

Dylan smiled, "I am Dylan Michael David. I am five years old. Mommy says that you work with Aunt Kate too. My dad was best friends with her too. Did you know my daddy? He died before I was born. I never knew him and..."

Ziva laughed and whispered, "Slow down tatelah. I am sorry. Sometimes he forgets that he is only five."

Tony laughed and said, "That's okay."

He knelt down and said, "I did know your father. Your Aunt Kate introduced me to him."

Dylan's eyes grew wide and Ziva knew that he was getting ready to launch into another round of questions, "Tateleh, go get Barney and lets go."

Tony smiled and watched as the little boy scampered up the stairs. He smiled at Ziva and said, "He's wonderful."

Ziva smiled and said, "Thank you."

They looked at each other and smiled at each other. Later, Ziva would say that was the moment that she fell in love with him.