NOTES: SEE CHAPTER 1 FOR WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMER

The call of, "Mommy! Mommy!" could be heard before she saw them. Turning her head towards the call, she saw her young daughter jumping up and down calling her name. Her husband stood next to her keeping a firm grip on her hand so she wouldn't go running off to her and getting lost in the crowd.

Making sure she had a firm grip on Ziva's hand, she picked up speed and made her way to her family. When she was close enough, Abby was released and came running. Jenny scooped her up in a huge hug before making her way over to where her husband still stood and greeted him with a kiss and long hug.

Ziva followed Jenny along with their luggage as they made their was to an excitedly screaming girl with pigtails. As they got closer Jenny started walking faster so Ziva had to partly run to keep up so as not to get lost in the crowd.

Upon stopping at the small group of people that met them, Ziva took the chance to take in her surroundings. She had never traveled far from her home in Isreal and so everything she was seeing now was almost overwhelming. There were so many different people, some dressed strangely and some also speaking different languages. There were scents coming from the food court nearby that reminded her that she was very hungry and so letting her stomach lead her, she made her way towards the food.

Having said her hellos, Jenny went to introduce Ziva. Upon noticing her missing she started to panic, "I told her to stay with me," she told her husband while scanning the crowds for a small, curly, brown haired girl. With a breath of relief she spotted their new house guest standing at the edge of the food court across from them. Telling her family she'd be right back, she went to gather their little excape artist.

"Ziva!" Hearing her name yelled, Ziva turned to find an upset and angry looking Jenny coming towards her. "I told you to stay by me," Jenny told her taking her hand, "let's go." Realizing she wasn't gonna get to eat, Ziva yanked her hand out of Jenny's and told her, "I'm hungry, I want something to eat!" "We'll get something to eat on the way home," Jenny told her trying to stay calm and ingorning the yelling, "it's to expensive to eat here," Jenny reasoned. Bottom lip quivering and eyes filling with tears Ziva cried, "I'm hungry now." Patience running out from the long trip, and not wanting to deal with a preschoolers meltdown, she picked Ziva up and walked over to her waiting family.

From the lookout point of her daddy's arms, Abigail Gibbs watched the scene between her mom and a little girl she hadn't met yet but knew was gonna be staying at her house. Her eyes went big as she heard the little girl yelling at her mom, she new she'd be in such big trouble if she did anything like that.

LeRoy Jethro Gibbs watched as his wife made his way over with a struggling, crying Ziva. Seeing that Jenny was reaching the limit of her patience, he put his daughter down next to him and took the screaming child from his wife.

Ziva had lost all control of her emotions. She was tired, hungry and in a strange place with people she wasn't all too familiar with. Struggling to get out of Jenny's hold, she felt herself being lifted into a strong pair of arms and hearing a gruff voice of authority, strangley like that of her father, tell her to, 'stop screaming,' she stopped and tried to get her emotions in check. Glancing up at where the voice was coming from she saw a pair of blue eyes staring back at her. Realizing that someone strange was holding her, she started struggling again and looking around for Jenny.

Seeing the panicked look on Ziva's face at being held by a stranger, Jenny came into view and calmed her down quickly. Introducing her husband as the blue eyed guy who was holding her and the pigtailed girl as her daughter. Turning to her husband, she explaned the reason behind Zivas meltdown. Taking a slightly subdued Ziva from her husband, and making sure she was listening, explained, "I know you're tired and hungry, and we're gonna fix that, but you may not yell at me and disobey when I tell you to do something. In our family any disobediance or being rude to an adult will lead to a spanking and/or time out, do you understand me?" Getting a small nod and quiet "yes ma'am" in understanding, Jenny smiled at their new charge and taking her hand and the hand of her daughter, told her husband, "Let's go eat."