Disclaimer: I never had, never will, own anything amazing. I mean, little ole me owning something amazing? I highly doubt it. Besides, who would want to sell something like NCIS To me? No one with a brain, that is for sure. Hahehehehea;lkjd damn.

Annie bounded across the grass area, her pink and purple dress held in her hands. She didn't like the dress, because it constricted her movement. As she finally reached where she was supposed to be, she let her dress drop. The noise level of the people around her was high, but she didn't mind. Today was a wonderful day. Weaving her way through the crowd, she was constantly smiled at and occasionally someone would pat her head. She glared at those people, really wishing that they would stop the constant touching of her head. When she finally got to where her mother and father sat, hands linked, a smile broke out on her face.

It was a beautiful day.

Annie jumped up into my lap, her dress bunching up. I smiled at her, wrapping my free arm around her waist.

"Birthday girl." I said, and she grinned at me. Her hair was flowing freely down her back, a chain of flowers around her head. Her hair was shining in the sun, as today Ziva had straightened it after much persuasion. Ziva's hair was straight as well, but wasn't flowing freely. I didn't mind though.

"There are a lot of people here daddy." Annie said, reaching across me and kissing Ziva's cheek. Ziva smiled at her daughter, picking her out of my grasp.

"That's because everyone wanted to be here." Ziva explained, and Annie rolled her eyes. She jumped down off Ziva's lap, moving to where Gibbs stood with Jenny. I shook my head at her.

"She's happy." I said, and Ziva laughed.

"Under all that sarcasm and drama?" She teased, and I shook my head. Two hands clasped on my shoulders, and I looked up in time to see Abby's black hair surrounding me.

"This is a great day!" Abby squealed, and I saw Ziva flinch. She hadn't been around Annie long enough to be immune to squealing.

I didn't know if I was saddened or happy about that.

"We know Abby." I said, and she bounced on her feet. She sat down next to Ziva, and suddenly her hand wasn't in mind. I watched as the two started to talk. I turned to McGee, but he was already gone. Deciding it was time to walk around, I got up.

After much discussion, and a couple playful hits on Annie's part, the location for today's party had been easy. I had been out numbered, and soon Gibbs was called. His backyard was the biggest and most secluded place we knew of, but at the same time, it was open enough to have a party for an eight year old. Annie was overjoyed to know that she was having a huge birthday party. She had eagerly invited all of her friends, and their parents. Parents of kids in other grades were coming, just because they had heard the whole story. I had invited old friends, and was surprised when they not only seemed excited, but offered to help.

Making my way to the drinks, Jeanne waved at me. I grabbed two waters before walking over to where she stood, next to her boyfriend.

"Tony, this is a mad house! I'm surprised the adults are dealing with all of these kids." Jeanne said, and I shrugged.

"Half of the adults here either love Annie, or have kids who are friends with Annie." I laughed as a kid ran between my legs, followed by two more. Annie grabbed my hand as she ran past, her laughter echoing as she held her dress off her legs. She had argued that she wasn't going to just sit around at the party, and that she should be allowed to wear jeans. Ziva refused.

"Annie really is a cute kid." Jeanne's boyfriend, Kevin I believe, said. I nodded, watching as she ran past Gibbs. Gibbs stopped her, bending down and kissing her cheek.

"Tony, can I get a hand?"

I turned away from Jeanne and Kevin, smiling as Ziva waved me over to where she stood. I walked up the back porch stairs, entering the quiet house. I smiled at Ziva as I saw that her dress was halfway zipped up. I walked over behind her, placing my hands on her waist. She smiled at me, covering my hands with hers.

"You looked pretty in the other dress." I said in her ear, and she shrugged.

"It was purple. This one is white." She said, and I sighed. Reaching for the zipper, I smiled at the faint scar on her back. It was the last one that was visible. All of the scars on her legs had faded, after some time in the sun and lotion. I zipped the dress up, wrapping my arms around her when I finished.

"You look great." I whispered, kissing her cheek. She put her hands on my arms, settling back into my chest. I nibbled on her neck softly.

"We can leave now, and I think Annie will distract them." I whispered, and she shook her head.

"Tony, it is also our party." She said, pushing my arms off her and walking away. I watched her walk out the door, and Lee smile at her. I followed her out the door, receiving a head slap from Gibbs.

"Ouch. What?" I asked, and he pointed to Ziva's neck. I grinned at Gibbs, feeling suddenly smug.

"You do realize Gibbs, that you can't smack me for that anymore." I said, and Gibbs rolled his eyes.

"You do remember I can fire you in an instant." He reminded me, and I grinned.

"I'd be fine."

"Oh?"

"Yup. I'd still be married and have my wife and daughter by my side." I said with a grin, and Gibbs smacked the back of my head. But this time, he smiled slightly.

"You better be happy about that." Gibbs said just as Ziva walked over to where we stood.

"Be happy about what?" She asked, and Gibbs turned away. I wrapped my arm around her waist, kissing her softly.

"Who said anything about being happy?" I asked. Before she could answer, Annie tugged on my jeans.

"Daddy, I need you to help me." She said, and I looked down at her.

"With what sweet heart?" I asked, picking her up. She glared at me.

"No one can burst the piñata." She said, and I grinned.

"Ziva, you're an expert at piñata smashing, aren't you?" I asked, and Annie looked at her mother. Ziva smirked at me, grabbing Annie from my arms.

"Yes, I am." She said, and they disappeared. I watched from the porch as Annie spun Ziva in a circle before letting her swing at the piñata. As the cardboard figure smashed, and kids laughed and lunged at the candy, I smiled. After Ziva pulled her blindfold off, she winked at me.

"Hey Tony! How's if feel to be married?" Jimmy Palmer, a friend of Abby's, asked me. I watched Ziva and Annie get into a candy fight, and smiled wider.

"It feels great."

So, if you haven't gotten it, this takes place on Annie's birthday, which is also a couple days after Tony and Ziva finally get married. Based on the timeline I made, this happens in November. That's the basic time line, and explanation.

Okay, well. That's it. The end. Last chapter. Epilouge. End. Resolution. I can't remember the word I leanred in English class last year that means Resolution. Whatever though. Thanks a BUNCH for reviewing, and making this little baby fic one of my favorites. Thanks soo much.

I don't reallly think I have another idea, because school is starting, but I might keep writing oneshots while school is going on. I know that next summer, I'll have more stories in store for you. But, for now, oneshots and one shot series. If I get another idea for a oneshot series. Maybe some prompts, and help from others. I might also write episode tags, if I'm feeling creative and I see the episode. :) I can't wait for S7.

REVIEW! Hey, it's the last chapter. Doesn't mean you just NOT review! You review because you are happy and satisfied and sad it's over. Like me, hence the rambling. I'll shut up now. :)

Thanks, again. -Izzy.