I'll Be Your Baby Daddy

Ziva ran out of NCIS, tears streaming down her face.

"Ziva" Tony shouted chasing after her.

"What Tony? What could you possibly say or do to make me feel better?" Ziva demanded when Tony caught up to her.

Tony didn't say anything, he steered Ziva to his car and started to drive.

"Where are you taking me?" Ziva asked in-between sobs.

Tony didn't answer, he kept driving, his heart breaking at every sob that came from the agent next to him.

Pulling into his apartment building Tony half carried Ziva up to his apartment.

Tony sat the female agent down before getting her a glass of water.

"Ziva… What can I do to help you?" Tony asked as he sat down opposite her.

"Tony , my life is going in a circle. I wake up, go to work, come home and go to sleep again. The only time it changes is when we don't get to go home because we have a case. I want more for my life Tony"

"Like what Ziva? If you could have anything to change your life for the better what would it be?" Tony questioned.

"I want a baby" Ziva said without doubt.

"A baby?"

"I want a baby that I can hold after an intense labour, to help patch up their knee then kiss it better, to pick up from school, frame their art work on my desk, to watch graduate, go to college, get married and then have babies of their own. But I can't find a guy who will give me that" Ziva's tears were still going.

Tony watched Ziva and in that second decided how to help her.

"Ziva I will help you have a baby. I will go to the sperm bank and get my…stuff in a little glass jar for you then we get it injected into you. I will help cover hospital bills, appointments and maternity clothes. After the baby is born you will have your baby but I will send adequate support payments up until he or she is 18. I will do all this on the condition that I will be called Uncle Tony and will forever remain the cool uncle" Tony concluded with a small bow.

"Tony… I can't ask you to do that" Ziva protested.

"You didn't ask, I told you. And we wouldn't be breaking rule number 12. You get you dream kid and I get the peace of mind knowing that the Dinozzo bloodline is going to continue"

Ziva contemplated for a second- She knew Tony was good looking and deep down he was a good man but having a piece of Tony growing inside of her was going to be weird but it meant having a baby and Ziva could overcome any weirdness for that.

"And there is no strings attached? You're the cool uncle. No custody? The bird on the paint can so to speak?" Ziva rationalised.

"Biscuit tin, it's the bird on the biscuit tin and yes I would only know what you told me. And don't ask if I'm sure 'cause I am." Tony sighed.

Ziva stood and hugged him "Thank you Tony"