Disclamier: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE NCIS CHARACTER IN THE FOLLOWING SOTRY, BESIDES THE ONES I MADE UP! I WISH I DID, BUT I DON'T. CBS DOES.

Hey everyone! This is my first FanFic ever so be kind! Here's chapter 1, Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Fire!

Ziva David woke up, snuggled against her husband Anthony DiNozzo, on a sunny Monday morning in March. She glanced at the clock that read 5:54. Only 6 minutes before the alarm. She silently untangled herself from her husband, a difficult task considering her enlarged tummy. In only 3 months their second child would be born.

She walked into the bathroom and started a shower. As she stepped into said shower, she could hear the loud alarm go off and Tony falling out of the bed. She laughed to herself as she showered.

After 10 minutes she dried off and got dressed, blow-dried her hair, and walked into the spacious kitchen of their 3 bedroom apartment to find Tony making waffles.

"Morning, Sweet cheeks." he said in a surprisingly chipper voice. Her reply was to stretch up to his height and kiss his lips slowly. He responded by making the kiss deeper, and didn't stop until he heard a hissing sound. He looked to the stove and found the waffles burning.

Ziva burst out laughing and said, "Go shower my Little Hairy Butt. I will make breakfast." And with that he scurried off to the shower.

After making waffles for three, Ziva went into the bedroom of their 18 month old son Anthony's room, or TJ for Tony Jr. as everyone called him. Ziva woke him up by tickling him. He squealed in delight and started shouting, "Ima! No! No twickles!" She obeyed, and quickly got him dressed in jeans and an Elvis shirt Tony bought him.

After a breakfast of waffles and orange juice the little family was off to NCIS for Ziva's 3rd to last week before maternity leave.

Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs walked into the bullpen to find it empty. This wasn't uncommon, especially at 7:15 on a Monday morning. He looked up to see NCIS Director Jennifer Shepherd or Jen as he called her, looking at him with a look that meant bad news. He reluctantly followed her into her office and sat down in one of the comfortable chairs in front of her desk and said, "What's wrong Jen?"

She replied by saying,"I got a call from Director David 15 minutes ago." Seeing Gibbs get an angry glint in his eyes she quickly continued, "Don't worry. Ziva is staying with us. It's just that her half-sister, Varda, was killed last night along with her husband during a house fire."

"Sister? I didn't know she had a sister!"

Jen replied sadly, "Neither did I, but there's more. Varda and her husband, Jonah, had a son Cale. He survived the fire with only a minor burn on his arm, and in Varda's will, Cale was left in Ziva's care."

Gibbs could not believe this. How could Ziva never mention a sister? They'd known her over 7 years now. "How old is Cale?"

Jenny looked at her computer and sighed, "He just turned 4 in February."

"Damn Jen. What are Ziva and DiNozzo going to do? TJ is only 18 months old, they're expecting twins in June, and now a four year old? And Ziva! Losing her sister so suddenly! Can you tell her? I'm no good with tears."

Jen gave him a look and said, "I know this will be very difficult, but I sincerely doubt Ziva will cry. But, if it makes you happy, I will tell her as soon as she comes in today."

Gibbs was extremely relieved. "Thanks Jen. They should be here soon. I'll send her up" And with that he left her office, in a worsened mood than when he entered.

Chapter 2 should be up within a week, most likely sooner. PLEASE REVIEW!