A/N: I was thinking about writing it for awhile, and so in my sick haze, I am finally doing it.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS; I do have rights to, Caleb.

Caleb Ari

A little boy ran into the bullpen. He had dark brown, spiked up with gel, hair. His little eyes were a dark chocolate. He was small, maybe four or five. He wore a long white sleeved shirt, with a dark green, short sleeved shirt over it. Along with that wore cargo shorts, going just below the knee. The boy had some freckles on his cheeks and nose, which made him doubly cute.

"Whewe is Mommie?" He asked looking around the bullpen. Gibbs, McGee, and Abby just looked at the kid. That day had been a slow one. No killers were killing and no terrorists were terroring. It was a boring day, until the kid walked in. The trio walked over to him as he stood there with his head tilted slightly to the side. He reminded them of someone.

"What's your mother's name?" McGee asked. The child just looked up at him.

"Mommie says not to talk to stwangers." They noticed the little boy's accent. Abby pushed McGee out of the way.

"Well, I'm Abby," she told him, bending down to his height. Then she pointed to the other two. "And that's Tim and Gibbs." The little boy smiled, showing off his small white teeth.

"You know our names, what's yours?"

"Caleb Ari, but Mommie caws me Caleb."

"I-is A-Ari your last name?" Caleb shook his head at Abby's stuttered question.

"Mommie says it is my middle name."

"What's your last name?" McGee asked.

"Mommie says not to tew people my las' name, unless I am lost, an' I know whewe I am."

"Where?" Gibbs asked.

"NCIS, headquawtews. Mommie an' Papa work hewe." The three people looked at him with disbelieving eyes. Caleb noticed.

"Wha'?"

"I need to know their names, Caleb. It's very important." He thought for a moment, before the elevator dinged and a laughing Ziva and Tony walked into the room. Their laughter fell short, however, when they saw young Caleb standing by their friends. Caleb turned around.

"Mommie!" He yelled and ran into Ziva's legs. She chuckled and picked her boy up.

TBC…

A/N: So? Review please…