Tony and Ziva Baby Fanfiction

Tali was just 10 months old, and crawling around the floor. Her parents were sitting on the sofa with their feet up on the clear coffee table watching Burn Notice. Well they were until their daughter became antsy and had to attract their attention. Tali loved having all her parent's attention on her. Being the adorable outcome of an assassin, and prankster she needed to always have eyes on her. Tali was just learning to walk, when she stood up with the support of the coffee table, and stood there with her hands holding on tightly. She stared at her parents as if asking for permission. Tony and Ziva sat up, and watched her.

"Come here Tali, you can come to Daddy," Tony encouraged her.

A smile erupted across Tali's face as she put one foot out, and bobbled a little. She put the other foot out, then slowly let go of the coffee table, and just kept going. She finally made it to her father's stretched out arms, and collapsed into them.

"Yay my baby did it, my baby can walk," Tony said as he threw Tali in the air, and she giggled.

When he put her down Ziva lifted her up, and said, "Good job my Tatelah." Then she lifted her behind to her nose, and pushed her away making a face.

"I think she finally learned to walk to come over to us, because she needs a change," she said handing her to Tony. "Here she walked over to you".

Tony took her and dutifully changed her, knowing Ziva was just jealous she came to him.

That night Ziva got up to go to the bathroom, and when she walked out she heard whimpering coming from Tali's room. From very early on Tony, and Ziva learned Tali really didn't cry, only when she was born, and when her parents won't come to her after a while. Tali's room was a mint blue color with glow in the dark stars around it. She had a window on two sides. When you walked in there was her closet on the right, along with the rocking chair, and changing table. Her crib was in the middle, and a play pen on the right. She had a large room. Ziva peeked in the door and saw Tali standing at the edge of the crib holding onto the side. A smile erupted across her face when Ziva walked in, and she reached her little arms out, and started grabbing the air for her Ima, as she always did when she wanted her parents.

Ziva walked over to the crib, and lifted Tali out of it, and placed her on her hip. She carried her to the rocking chair where she sat down cradling her. "What's wrong my Tali?" Tali sat up in Ziva's arms a little and started pulling down the top of Ziva's shirt, and opened her mouth searching for her mother. She tried pulling down her bra, but found it too difficult, and started whimpering. Ziva took Tali's arms off of her shirt, and sat her where Tali's legs were one on each side of Ziva, and she was facing Ziva. Ziva took her shirt, and pulled her breast over top of it, and Tali put her mouth to it, and began suckling, making suckling noises. Ziva started running her hair through Tali's curls, and watched as she nursed. Tali didn't nurse much, more in the beginning, but she drank out of a bottle most of the time. Her eyes started becoming droopy, and they closed as she nursed while sleeping. Then at one point her head just fell, and she just let go of Ziva's breast, and her head fell to the side. Ziva carried her back to the crib, and tucked her in then she went back to sleep herself, cuddling next to Tony.