A/N: Alright right off the bat you may notice if you follow my stories that this is the second in-progress story I'm doing at the same time. I really wanted to dedicate all my time to my other story, but this idea really jumped out at me, and I just really wanted to write it while it was still fresh in my mind. I'm not abandoning either story, so don't jump to conclusions.

It was late at night when Ziva and her siblings were picked up from the airport. Her father forced Ari, Tali, and herself to live with the Gibbs's since it was getting dangerous in Israel. Already a failed suicide Hamas bomber tried to kill Tali, but tripped and pressed the button too early. Her mother was still living with Eli since she didn't want to leave Eli's side. Now they had a Mossad Officer driving them to her new home.

They pulled up in the driveway twenty minutes later to a rather large but humble home. A large American flag hung on the porch, where it connected to a beautiful green lawn. Across his house was a really big house that was nowhere near humble. It was practically a mansion with four floors and decorated glass windows. She immediately came to the conclusion that whoever lived there must be really snobby and spoiled.

Gibbs was an NCIS Agent who worked as the Supervisory Agent of the MCRT, who was married to Jenny, the Director of NCIS. They had a daughter named Abby, a really bright Goth who was very happy for apparently no reason, and a knack for Science. She had a boyfriend who's name was Timothy McGee, a wiz in computers and Math. A very interesting family to live with.

As they rang the doorbell, a very loud squeal of joy could be heard, and immediately the door swung open revealing a very perky Abby. She ran to them and brought them into a tight group hug, which did not go unnoticed by Officer Ben-Gidon Malachi, who already had his gun out. Just then Gibbs and Jenny came down to greet them, already smirking at Abby who was at the moment blabbering about all the things she did to pass the time as she waited for them, as well as introducing herself of course.

"Hi, my name is Jenny Gibbs, it's a pleasure to meet you all." Jenny said as she stuck out her hand. Ziva took it earnestly as she stepped inside with Tali, Ari, and Malachi. Gibbs too stuck out his hand to them, "Leroy Jethro Gibbs." Gibbs said. By his tone and posture, it was blatantly obvious he was a Marine, or at least a retired one. She too took it in her own hand as she noticed a dog out of the corner of her eye run to them, jumping to her. Laughing she rubbed the dog's head, a large Golden Retriever. "Hi! What's your name?" Ziva asked jokingly. "His name's Anthony! He's such a jokester all the time, but he's as loyal as a St. Bernard!" Abby squealed happily.

Tali and Ari were equally as excited to see the new dog, as they had never had a pet before. As Malachi left, they were all grouped around the dog, petting it as it licked Ziva's face. "Aaaah!" Ziva squealed happily, "Ahh! Stop-stop it!" Eventually it was too much and she gave in, giggling as it started to lick her...unmentionables. Immediately Jenny started shooing the dog away, as it started getting very awkward in the room. "Sorry about that Ziva, Anthony has a very strange relationship with any girl he meets for some reason." Jenny apologized, hiding a smile. "It's ok Mrs. Gibbs, it was actually kind of funny!" Ziva said. The room burst into laughter at the thought of it. "You can call me Jenny, Ziva." Jenny said.

The entire room's focus turned to the dog as it immediately stilled, facing towards the open front door. Apparently Malachi forgot to focus since he was allergic to dogs. What a wuss. It ran out of the front door and towards the house across the street, everyone else immediately behind. The dog came up to a very handsome young man getting out of his black SUV that just pulled up to the large house, and it went on its hind legs as it embraced the man's leg. The man was very muscular and also very tall, but a hint of danger hung around him. Reluctantly, the man scratched its head, then pointed towards the ground. As if right on cue it sat down, whimpering as contact with the man was released. He then pointed to the group that had amassed from chasing the dog, and the dog started walking back to Ziva, whining the entire way. The man then walked into the house, closing the door behind him.

Ziva, Tali, and Ari were all shell-shocked at what had just happened. As soon as that man arrived, the dog sensed it, and came barreling towards him, pulling him into an embrace. The dog followed the man's commands as if it was law, and then the man disappeared into the house. "Who was that?" Ziva, Ari, and Tali all asked simultaneously. Jenny and Gibbs shifted around nervously, trying to think of a way to explain without revealing too much. Then Gibbs spoke up, "His name is Anthony DiNozzo, he goes to your school, same grade I think too." Gibbs said. It was fairly obvious there was something he wasn't telling them, so Ari asked, "What is it that you aren't telling us? Is he a bad man?"

Immediately Gibbs spoke up, "Oh no, he is actually very kind, its just that...well you kind of have to meet him to understand." he said with a bit of pity in his voice. For a man who looked so emotionally strong, it was clear that this was hard to talk about for both Jenny and Gibbs. Without anymore questions, they all went back inside to go to sleep, seeing as how it was already 11:00 PM, and they already had dinner. Jenny showed Ziva, Tali, and Ari into a large bedroom across from Abby's room, revealing three queen sized beds inside, a closet, and clothes drawers for each of them. Each bed had a nightstand, and there was a connecting room leading to a bathroom. There were also wooden desks for each of them lying nearby, a computer on each of them.

"This is where you will be staying, so get comfortable!" Jenny said as she walked out of the room, obviously very tired. They all began to put their clothes in the appropriate closets and drawers silently, each thinking about a new life in America, but also the mysterious High-School boy they would be going to the same school they would. They were all put into the exact same classes in the exact same periods, courtesy of one Eli David. Ari was Ziva's older brother, but he was adopted, and the age difference was only by six months. Tali was Ziva's biological sister, only a year younger, but she skipped a grade so she was in the same grade as Ziva. As they finished packing, they each went to their beds: Ari closest to the door, Tali in the middle, and Ziva at the far end.

After about five minutes, they each simultaneously jumped out of bed, much to the surprise of each of them. "What are you two doing up?" Ari inquired. "I should ask you the same!" Tali and Ziva both hissed together. "I was going to ask Abby what she know's about this Anthony DiNozzo man." Ari replied, obviously wanting to ask Abby very badly. "Me too, how about you Ziva?" Tali responded. "I too want to know about this mysterious Anthony DiNozzo person. Did you two see the way the dog just jumped to him?" Ziva said. They both nodded in silence, agreeing with Ziva. They then quietly crept across the hall, knocking on the door. "Come in! I'm awake!" Abby shouted through the door.

They all walked into Abby's room, noticing not only the large amounts of skulls and other goth-related items in the room, but there was a freaking coffin in the room and no bed! Abby was sitting at her own desk, sipping on a large cup of something called Caf-Pow, and she was messaging someone via Twitter. "Hi guys! Is there something you wanted to talk to me about?" Abby asked. They each took a seat on the carpet as Abby spun her chair around to face them. "Yes Abby, we were just wondering what you know about Anthony DiNozzo, the person we saw earlier across the street?" Ziva inquired.

"Oh yeah! I know a lot about him! He's the captain of the high school Varsity football team! He's like, the top athlete in the school and Quarter-Back of the team. He used to be a really big player in middle school, he must have had a new girlfriend like, every week. We went to school together and we used to be good friends, along with McGee. He was really easygoing and a big jokester. But I don't know something happened between summer break and High School, because ever since his first day as a Freshman, he's like a completely different person. He's not social at all, he barely talks to anyone at all, spends all his time alone, and he always looks so cold and calculated. We're still friends but its just a weird kind of friendship, you know? Like we don't talk to each other at all, but he's still so protective of me and McGee. Everyone's scared of him, like he just has that vibe about him that says 'don't get on my bad side or I might kill you' kind of thing, you know? One time three of the guys on the football team tried to pick a fight with him, and he just did some crazy fighting moves or something, like he countered all of their punches and stuff. In like five seconds, they were all lying unconscious on the floor! It was crazy!" Abby fired off rapidly.

Listening to her explanation of Anthony DiNozzo made each of them more and more intrigued and curious. Based on what she said, something bad or traumatic happened to him during summer break, some really, really, bad. After thanking Abby for the information on Anthony DiNozzo, they each went back to bed without a word, each extremely mystified by the man across the street.

As Tony walked back inside the house, he couldn't help but notice the three new teenagers standing with the Gibbs's. They were each Israeli, and by the looks of it, siblings. Shaking the thought of his mind, he walked back into his house, or more like a mansion if you thought about it.

"Tony! Welcome back home! How was your combat training?" A voice rang out from the kitchen. Approaching the kitchen as he set his bag of equipment down, he smiled slightly at the sight in front of him. A man wearing a "Kiss The Cook" apron was currently reading a recipe for pancakes as he stirred the batter in a mixing bowl.

"It was great as usual." Tony responded nonchalantly. "Never missed a single shot, reloading time getting faster, and I just started learning how do defuse a vest bomb." he explained. "That's good, Tony, very good. Now can you pass me the milk?" the man asked. "No problem, Chris." Tony replied, grabbing the milk from the fridge. Chris has been his legal guardian ever since his mom was killed and his dad...became a serial killer. He could still remember that night as if it had happened yesterday.

WARNING: EXTREMELY GRAPHIC SCENE COMING UP! AND NOT THE SEXUAL KIND :P

Flashback

It was a week into summer break when Tony came back home. He was at a pool party when the cops came and ended the party since apparently a dead woman's body turned up on the other side of the fence. After going through a grueling hour of questioning, he walked through his front only to be greeted with a blow to the head with a baseball bat, knocking him unconscious.

When he woke up, he was sitting tied to a chair in the basement, his mom tied to the other chair. He was instantly scared for his mom's safety, but surprisingly not for his own. A few minutes later the door swung open, revealing his dad, Anthony DiNozzo Sr., standing with a large bloodies butcher knife in his right hand, two human eyeballs in his left. He instantly began emptying the contents of his stomach, heaving for several long seconds. After the heaving had stopped, his father moved towards him and put the knife down on a wooden table next to his mom and punched him across the face. Hard.

"Shut the fuck up!" his father shouted. He gave Tony two more punches across the face before picking up the knife again and moving towards his mom. "Stop! Dad what the hell are you doing!" Tony screamed. We watched in emotional agony as he saw the blade of the knife make two cuts under her mom's eyes. Her eyes were wide in fear, too shocked to say anything and could only sob.

"Dad! Please, stop! PLEASE!" Tony sobbed. His father ignored him as he then stuck his fingers into her mom's eyes, ripping them out. She was screaming as he then replaced her eyeballs with two red bouncy balls. He then took the knife and stabbed her in the middle of her chest, then dragging it down straight to her waist. At this point his mom was already dead, but Tony still kept screaming, "MOM! DAD STOP!"

Her guts spilled out of the large incision and onto the floor. Tony then passed out from the sheer terror and horror of it all.

When he woke up, he was being untied from the chair, multiple police officers telling him to stay calm. His mom's body was already gone, but her organs and blood were still there. he started to sob again, screaming for his mom as he was loaded onto an ambulance.

The police found the surveillance tape Tony's father left on the table, revealing every grueling second of the killing of Tony's mom. When Tony was brought into the hospital, there was an extensive psych analysis, revealing that he was severely traumatized from the event. From then on, Tony became a new man, one who was cold, brutal, calculated, and absolutely lost all humor and love for others. Basically, he had no emotions.

That's when Chris came along and took him under his wing. He retired from the Navy SEAL's after hearing what happened to Tony, and immediately took him under his care. Chris was super protective of Tony, and helped him recover from his traumatic experience. By the time high-school started, some of Tony's emotions came back. Chris became a role model for him, and just like Chris was to him, he became super protective of his true friends, McGee and Abby. Granted he lost all interest in girls, being social, and other fun activities like that, he lost all of his friends, except McGee and Abby who he told he needed to be alone and didn't want to talk to anyone.

During his time with Chris, he taught him how to defend himself, and eventually that led to combat training, weapons proficiency practice, and other things as such.

End Flashback

"Here's the milk, Chris." Tony said as he handed the milk carton to Chris. "Thanks, Tony." Chris replied as he poured some milk into the batter.