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I have had this writen for a little while but never really wanted to post it until now. I have another chapter writtenand normallyI wouldn't post until I had more then just two chapters writen but school is one week from ending so I will have time to get chapters written. THis might start off just a little confusing but either review with your questions or message me and I will try and clear it up in the next chapter. Please review and let me know what you liked or want to see. If you don't like it then thats fine. I hope you like it...

Disclaimer: Don't sue me! I don't own NCIS. Just Adara.


"How can your father do this!" Tony yelled once again, but Ziva's gaze was still fixed on the road. She just shrugged and he continued to vent, " you were only here for three months! Didn't you get a green card or something?"

"I guess my father had that taken away, I have no choice Tony." She stated, she didn't need to look at him to know how hurt he must be.

She heard him sigh and knew he was trying to find the right words, "how did he even find out?" she heard him whisper. "It was only that one time, and that was a month ago, what is making him choose to do this now?" Ziva shrugged she felt numb inside and she wanted to throw up.

"Zi, come on talk to me," He pleaded with her.

She looked at him, "what is there to talk about?"

"Well for starters how did your dad find out about what we…did? And the how did he find out about the possibility you could be pregnant before I did?"

Ziva shook her head, "He must have been watching us, and a couple of times I had gotten sick, but I thought it was nothing." She defended herself.

He looked over at her and tried giving her a reassuring smile, but she could read through it. In stead of calling him on his false reassurance she turned her attention back outside.

MTAC two hours earlier

"Director, why are we here?" Ziva asked, her eyes flicking between the colored screen and the directors eyes.

"It seem, Mr. DiNozzo and Miss David, there has been some secrets in the agency," Vance crossed his arms, daring the two agents to argue.

Tony was the one to jump in, " what secrets would that be?"

"Are you two in a relationship?" Both Tony and Ziva looked at each other, but couldn't find the correct words.

Vance motioned for the screen to be cut on, "that's what I thought."

"Ziva!" Ziva turned around, horrified at the voice she heard, "Are you not happy to see your Abba?"

Ziva snorted, "no."

Eli's eyes turned dark, "Well to bad, bat, you are to come home tomorrow."

"She is home!" Tony yelled at the screen and Ziva grabbed his arm pulling him back.

"You can not do that. America is my home." Ziva raised her chin, not looking at Eli. "I quit Mossad and I'm going to become an American citizen!"

"You are wrong. You are not yet an American citizen, your green card application has been rejected. And It seems you no longer work for NCIS. You are to have your bags packed by 0800." Eli said sternly and this time Ziva didn't argue.

The two left without another word and went to inform Gibbs of the news, who disappeared into the Vance's office and didn't appear until three hours later with a distraught look on his face. Neither agents wanted to know what had just happened.

Present day

"I'm going to find a way to keep you with me. You and the child," He grabbed her squeezed her hand.

She shook her head, "There is no way. We don't even know if there is a child."

"I'll drive you to the store and you can get one of those stick things." He stopped the car at the nearest store and she went in to get one.

The car was silent as they rode back to her apartment.

/

Tony paced in the bathroom as Ziva sat on the counter, both in their own world.

"How much longer?" He questioned, but got no response. He stopped pacing and stood in front of her with his hands on her knees. "C'mon what are you being so quiet about?"

"I can't raise a baby." She looked up at him and he could see her trying not to cry.

He chuckled softly, "You wont have too, I'll be by your side."

"Tony, stop saying that. I have to go to Israel. I have no choice. Last time my father was mad he sent me away to die. What do you think he's going to do to you if we go into hiding?" Tony pondered on this, but Ziva took his quietness as an answer, " You don't even want this. It was one time and I don't even know why we did it."

"Don't say I don't want this. You have no idea how much I want this! I would love to have a family. We slept together because we both wanted it, and what would make you say I don't want this?"

"You don't refer to the baby as our baby or my child. And we were drunk when we slept together." Ziva cocked her head over to the side daring Tony to continue with his argument.

"That means nothing Ziva, those things I've said to you that night were true. I meant them. I'm trying to wrap my head around all that is going on." He looks at her and gives her a lopsided smile.

"You say that now, but what is this test is positive, and you have to give up your whole life? Would you be saying those things then?" She grabbed the test and sat it down in her lap, neither of them wanting to look.

He tool a step closer and rested his hands on her waist, "When I told you I wanted a relationship with you, I meant it. When I told you I was sick of having to worry if you were going to find someone else and then I would lose my chance. That was true. I want a family, but not just any family. I want a family with you." He kissed her on the lips and then grabbed the test. "No matter what this test says I am buying two tickets to anyplace you want to go and we are going to go on the run until the boss man can fix all this. He will not take you away from me again."

"I took myself away from you," she said sternly.

"Zi," He shook her head, "what happened was not your fault. Yeah we had a bump in the road, and I thought you were dead but never have I once blamed you for the events of that summer."

"I am the one who let the plane leave with out me on it. I am the one who questioned you." She whispered.

"None of that matters now. Are you ready to find out the answer?" Ziva nodded and took the test away from him. She stared at it for what seemed like hours.

"Zi," his voice snapped her out of her thoughts. She just couldn't bring herself to look at the truth. What was she to do if she was pregnant and Tony decided to leave or what if her father really did follow through on his plans? There was so much at risk and it was no longer her caring for herself. She had a child to care for. Tony spoke as if he read her mind, "Nothing will change. I'm going to be here no matter what. If that means me stalking you all through out Israel I will do so. Please, if this is the only time you ever believe what I say then so be it, but don't count on me bailing." She smiled and blinked away the tears and together the looked at what would decide their future.

/

Ziva stretched out softly and felt the warm body on her chest. She smiled and ran a hand down her back, "Adara Grace," she whispered. Everything still felt like a dream. Of course the life she now lived was fake to a certain extent.

She felt a hand grasp hers and looked over at the man who was laying next to her, "she is two months. Has time really gone by that fast," She felt Tony kiss her fore head as he moved to get out of their bed.

"It doesn't seem like it has been two months, has it?" He gave her a lopsided smile.

"I still can't believe we managed to get away," the baby stirred and her small hands reached out, Ziva smiled and took the baby's hand in hers. She heard a faint yawn and looked at the soft green eyes of her daughter.

Tony smiled at the two as he sat back down on the bed, "We have been gone for a almost a year now, it just seems like we are going to wake up one day and be back in D.C." Ziva whispered.

"I know, I miss talking to Abby and Gibbs, and even McGee, but we have Adara Grace to look after now," He laid back in the bed and let her curl into his side after placing Adara on his chest.

He kissed his daughter's forehead and closed his eyes. Their escape was nothing short of a miracle. Too many obstacles. They told Gibbs their goodbyes at the end of the day before going back to their apartments to get the bags. They escaped just seconds before her father arrived unannounced and six hours early, but none the less they soon found themselves with Tony's trust fund and two tickets to Morocco.

Seven months later they were living in a two bedroom house on the beach in Casablanca, yeah life has changed. It was funny how life worked out all the mistakes he had made in his life and turned them into something good. If Paris were to never happen then they would never have a daughter. Paris changed everything. That was when Ziva's trust was restored in him. The making a baby part didn't come until after they arrived back in D.C.

He knew his time was running out, he knew he didn't want Ziva to be with anyone else. He didn't want his daughter to get taken from him and another man raise her, but he found himself time after time not being able to say what he knew she deserved to hear. He sighed and looked over at her. She looked so peaceful with her eyes closed and her curls cascading down her pillow.

"I can hear you thinking," Ziva mumbled.

He rolled his eyes, "I'm not thinking!"

Ziva shifted in her bed, "you know you can tell me," she said sincerely.

"What if something was to go wrong and we weren't able to tell someone what we've always wanted to tell them?" He questioned.

"Well it depends on what you want to tell them, but it's up to you. You are the only one who holds the truth, so there for its your choice to tell them."

He took a deep breath before starting, "Well you see Zi, I love Adara, she is everything to me, but you see I also lo-" there was a loud banging on the door and a voice yelled through.

"Ziva, open up. If you value your life and whosever else is in there with you then I suggest you open this door!" Ziva froze and for a millisecond their eyes met.

"Go put her in the crib!" Ziva hissed and Tony obliged.

When Tony arrived back he took Ziva's hand in his and asked her the same question she had heard so many times before, "are you ready for this?"

She stepped forward and unlocked the door, the rest was all a blur the door flew open and Tony felt himself being pulled away from her. Eli had his hand gripping her fore arm fiercely, pulling her towards the door, and somewhere in the background could he hear the crying of Adara.

"Where is my granddaughter?" Eli yelled and Ziva writhed in his grip.

"Don't you lay a hand on her!" Tony yelled.

Eli's expression went blank as he turned his attention to Tony, "my granddaughter is coming home with her mother."

"No, you aren't going to lay a hand on either of them," Tony tried to break out of the grasp.

Eli perched his lips for a moment before speaking again, "I'll make a deal with you, you can either have Ziva or your daughter. One or the other and you have one minute to decide."

Tony looked at Ziva, who he could tell was trying to fight back tears. But he knew the decision he had to make and he knew it was the same one Ziva would make if ever the roles were reversed, "Zi, I will find you. I promise you that. I'm going to fix this." Those were his last words as he watched her walk out of the door and out of his life.


TBC... that is if I get reviews asking me to continue. If I get more then five reviews I will post sometime between Monday and Wednessday. If I get ten reviews I will post between today and Tuesday. If I get more then ten I will be flabergasted and try and get as many chapters written as possible! So get on with your reviews and tell me what you liked or your favorite parts... :) I will be having exams in a matter of days so stay with me please...