Ziva nodded. “I’d love to color with you.” She said as she held the boy to her side. She then rattled off a few horror books for Aaron to get her. “I’d appreciate it. My wallet is somewhere. In evidence I think..” she said sheepishly.<br/><br/>Jethro kisses Aaron softly before he moved to help Jack get set up on the table that pulled over both of their laps.<br/><br/>—<br/><br/>Emily shook her head and she sighed. “It sucks. Both of our teams have had a shit hand dealt to us, but we always come out stronger, right?” She hadn’t realized that she had put him in the “safe” category either until he said that in front of her.