Hey, guys! My name is Sarah and I'm new to Fanfiction(: I love NCIS with a passion! I just started watching it around this time last year and got hooked from the very start, I've been pretty sick this last year and so I had plenty of time to watch all the marathons on USA Network, haha. But thankfully I'm better now! I started writing this after reading some stuff on here and decided to get an account to publish my stories and see if y'all liked em, so let me know in a review or a private message! Thanks!(:

Disclaimer: Sadly, NCIS does not belong to me. I've sent requests to Don P. Bellisario but to no avail ):


Gibbs and McGee watched as Abby paced the bull pen, awaiting Ziva's delayed arrival and refusing to tell either man the reason for her agitated presence. The elevator dinged and Ziva was halfway to the squad room when Abby rushed to her side and whispered something urgently in her ear. The agent dropped her things on the floor abruptly.

"What?" she screeched, bolting away, up the stairs to the director's office where Tony had disappeared not five minutes earlier.

Disregarding the protests of Vance's secretary she burst right into his office and Tony and Vance both stared at her in shock. "You cannot send him away, Director," she stated firmly, somewhat frantic.

"The hell I can't," he replied indignantly, "I've just assigned Agent DiNozzo to Afghanistan for six months."

"You do not understand, Director, he cannot go," she persisted desperately, eyes darting back and forth between her best friend and her boss.

"Ziva…" Tony said her name quietly, questioningly, searching her eyes.

"Please, enlighten me as to why you're suddenly allowed to tell me what I can and cannot assign my agents to do," Director Vance requested exasperatedly.

Ziva looked at Tony in apology. "I was going to tell you tonight…" she trailed off, her eyes pleading with him to understand.

(~In the bullpen~)

"Abby, what is going on?" Gibbs demanded, getting up from his desk as he watched his female agent's expression turn to horror and bolt off.

"Director Vance is sending Tony to Afghanistan for six months," she informed him.

"So why is Ziva so shook up?" McGee inquired, still confused.

"Uh…well see…Ziva's…"

(~Director's Office~)

Ziva straightened up to her full height, looked the director square in the eye as she stated the truth she'd wanted to surprise Tony with on their date that night. "I am pregnant, Tony is the father."

"What?" Tony blurted, a huge grin spreading on his face as he took a step towards his best friend, partner, girlfriend, and hopefully future wife.

"Excuse me?" Vance spoke up, staring at his agents as they stared at each other in wonder and happiness. Since when had they been dating? And how had he not found out yet? What was he supposed to do now? DiNozzo was his most qualified agent for the job, but Vance did know the feeling of becoming a father and he also knew the importance in being there for the pregnancy. He did have a heart after all.

"Ziva and I have been dating since we went to Paris, Director. I'm sorry we didn't bring it to anyone's attention, but we didn't want to be put on separate teams. Since it seems this is coming as quite a shock to you, I think we've done a very good job about staying professional and keeping it out of the office; I hope you'll consider keeping us on the same team," Tony informed him, stepping towards Ziva and wrapping an arm around her waist.

Vance stared at them for a long moment, his gaze almost as steely as Gibbs but not quite reaching the same intensity. Before he could speak the door opened again, Gibbs himself stepping into the room and shutting the door behind him.

"Director I am prepared to take DiNozzo's position in Afghanistan, he can run the team until I return. Don't tear him away from his family, sir," he stated, not looking at either of his agents' identical looks of surprise.

"Save it Gibbs, everyone knows you're like Ziva's father," Vance blew off, "You're not going anywhere; neither of you are, I suppose. There's an agent at our San Diego office who's been begging me to send him somewhere overseas. I suppose I'll give the job to him. But David, DiNozzo, don't think I'm happy about this; there will be repercussions." He gave each of them a stern look before a slight smile made its way to his face. "Congratulations."

Tony and Ziva looked at each other with matching looks of joy on their faces. "A baby?" Tony wondered, captivated by the vision of a tiny bundle of pink wrapped up in his arms, "I'm gonna be a dad." Ziva nodded vigorously, grinning as tears of happiness stung her eyes.

They were brought out of their moment by a sharp smack to the back of their heads; though Ziva's was considerably softer. "Heyyyy," Tony whined, "I saw you give her the soft smack."

"When you have a tiny human growing inside of you, then I'll give you the soft smack," Gibbs stated, steely blue eyes locked on mossy green ones.

"Point taken, boss," Tony stated, sobering up, "Are you going to lecture us on rule twelve?"

His boss was quiet for a moment before he shook his head. "Nah, it's about time you two realized what was right in front of you," he stated, shocking them all over again before one of his rare genuine smiles made an appearance, "Congrats, kiddo." He pulled Ziva into a fatherly hug and kissed her forehead, laying his hand briefly on the side of her face while she grinned up at him. He turned to Tony and gave him a pat on the back. "I'm proud of you, Tony."

"Thanks, boss," the senior agent grinned widely, fingers still tangled with Ziva's.

"Alright, alright, all of you out before I change my mind about sending DiNozzo to Afghanistan," Vance ordered, suppressing a smile, "Oh, and Agent David, you are on desk duty for the duration of your pregnancy."

"But Director!" she protested loudly, furious at his order.

"No buts, Agent David, I don't want to think about what would happen should there be an incident in the field. DiNozzo would never forgive me for not keeping you in the office," he stated in his Director voice.

"Fine," Ziva ground out, stomping out of the office and down the stairs where Abby, McGee, Ducky and Palmer were waiting.

"Congratulations, my dear girl," Ducky exclaimed happily, throwing his arms around Ziva and giving her a big hug, before releasing her to do the same to Tony, "And Anthony, you must be quite happy!"

"Ecstatic, Duck," the younger man grinned, patting his friend's back.

Hugs and well wishes were exchanged all around before Gibbs sent everyone back to work, all but chaining Ziva to her desk when a case called in. Was he particularly happy that his agents had broken one of his rules? No, of course not. But they'd done a very good job at staying professional and keeping it out of the office. Hell he hadn't even suspected them of dating. Was he happy for them, though? Of course. There was no greater joy in the world than holding that tiny little baby in your arms and looking into their eyes, knowing that out of the love you shared with your partner you created this beautiful new life. He knew that both of his agents would be extraordinary parents, simply because they each feared becoming like their own. He also knew that no matter what, that baby would be one of the luckiest and most spoiled babies ever conceived.


Alright, so how was it? Terrible? Interesting? Do you wanna read more? I've got another chapter written and I'll put that up as well, but please let me know if I should continue or not! I don't wanna write something no one is going to read.

Have a great day! And Happy Second to last day of Hanukkah(: And Second day after Christmas(:

-Sarah Elizabeth(: