A/N: Even before Sandy Hook, I had this idea of a more "sophisticated" school shooting incident.

Disclaimer 1: I am an amateur writer. I work for a living, but not by writing stories.

Disclaimer 2: The terrorists in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to actual terrorists, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The scenario played out here may be implausible, but it might be something for Law Enforcement to think about.

It was a regular day at a DC area middle school when an unmarked white van pulled up to the front door. Two men rolled the wheelchair with what, it first glance, appeared to be a third person in the chair. One of the men press the call button to page the front office.

"Please show your ID to the camera in front of you," the receptionist said.

The two men reached into their pockets, obstinately to pull out their identification. Instead, one of them pulled out remote and press the button on top.

The wheelchair exploded, directing shrapnel towards the front door.

The previous afternoon...

To say that the past 3 months have been a whirlwind for NCIS agents Ziva David and Tony DiNozzo would be an understatement. It all started when Ziva's father asked for their help. During the mission, not only did they realize how much they love each other, they also found out her long thought dead sister was alive and was a dance teacher, albeit with some friends in the intelligence community.

The relationship that begin in Israel led to the pair conceiving a child together. On this Thursday afternoon, the couple were waiting in the doctor's office for her 12 week appointment. "Ziva David?" the nurse called. Ziva and Tony stood up. "I take it you two are little nervous?"

"Ya think?" Tony answered. Ziva snickered at Tony's impression of their boss.

The nurse brought them into a room and motioned Ziva onto a table. A few minutes later, the doctor came in to begin the checkup. "Let's see how our little one is doing."

Ziva relaxed as the doctor applied the ultrasound gel to her 'bump.' She listened to the monitor for the little one's heartbeat. When she found it, she placed it on the speakers for the parents-to-be to hear.

"It is amazing," Ziva noted.

"I'd be more than happy to provide you with snapshots if you like."

"Please do," Tony replied. "We got a whole lot of friends and family who can't wait to see the little ones first pictures."

After finishing up with the doctor's appointment, Tony and Ziva drove over to the dance studio where Ziva's sister worked. Since reuniting, Tali had decided to move closer to her sister. After finding a job in DC, Ziva found out she was pregnant. Tony decided that, with a little help, that it was time to move in with the Ziva full-time, and Tali took over the lease on his apartment, promising to look after his prized piano.

"Hey!" Tali explained as Ziva entered the studio. "How is my little niece or nephew?"

"He or she is growing healthy," Ziva stated as she instinctively put her hands on her stomach

Another friend entered the conversation. "Hey, Ziva," Tessa stated.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite dance student," Ziva answered as she hugged her friend. "I hope you have been good to your teacher."

"You know she is," Tali replied. "Now, do you have those ultrasound pictures to show us?"

"Of course," Ziva replied as she brought out the pics.

As the David sisters look at the pictures, Tessa turn to Tony. "So, are you ready for tomorrow?"

"Of course, mini-ninja," Tony answered. "I've had it circled in red since you told me about it."

"What about tomorrow?" Tali inquired.

"It's career day at Tessa and CJ's school. The girls invited me to be their guest."

Tali gave Tony a friendly head slap. "That's to make sure your head doesn't get too big," she quipped.

*foof*

A/N: A bit of a prologue before I get started with the main part of the story. We'll get back to the bad guys in the next act.

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