~*Best for Last*~
Ziva smiled as she awoke to the sounds of her toddler playing happily in his crib coming from the baby monitor. She stretched quickly and padded her way down the small hallway to the nursery.
The sun was shining bright through the window making the little boy's hair to appear even blonder as he giggled and continued to play with his stuffed animals. Ziva couldn't help but smile as she watched her son's dark eyes sparkle with amusement as he babbled endlessly.
"Mama." He squealed as he stood at the crib railing and held his arms out to his mother.
"Good morning Anthony Daniel." She said as she brought him over to the changing table and expertly changed his diaper. "Did you sleep well my love?"
"Mama." He smiled as he placed a sloppy kiss to his mother's cheek. "Hi."
"Hi." Ziva laughed as she settled him on her hip and brought him into the kitchen. "Are you hungry?"
"Uh huh." He said and nodded as his mother set him in his high chair and started to make breakfast.
"Would you like to go into work with me today?" she asked as she started to make scrambled eggs. "That way when Daddy gets back you can see him."
"Daddy go bye." Daniel giggled as Ziva placed his breakfast in front of him and kissed the top of his head.
"And today he comes back." Ziva said as she sat next to her boy and ate her breakfast. "And you will get to see Gibbs, Abby, Ducky, and McGee."
"Now?" Daniel smiled as egg landed on his shirt.
"Soon." Ziva laughed.
After cleaning Daniel off, dressing him without much fuss Ziva was finally able to get herself ready for work. Daniel fought as usual when Ziva put him in his winter wear. The drive to the base was far from quiet as Daniel looked out the window and chattered the whole time.
"Morning Ziva, Daniel." McGee smiled from his desk as he looked up and saw Ziva enter with Daniel at her side.
"Morning Tim." Ziva said as she placed their bags behind her desk.
"'Goo." Daniel greeted as he grinned his father's grin at Tim.
"Sure is Tony's kid." McGee laughed as Ziva settled Daniel on her lap.
"You doubted my son's paternity?" Ziva asked with a glare.
"No, I know a DiNozzo when I see one." McGee gulped. "I was just sayin'."
"Just sayin' what?" Gibbs asked as he entered the squad room.
"Pop-pop." Daniel beamed as Gibbs took him from his mother's lap.
"When's DiNozzo getting back?" Gibbs asked just as Tony exited the elevator, but Daniel was too busy playing with Gibbs' shirt to notice his father.
"Right here, Boss." Tony smirked as he threw his bag next to his chair and smiled at Ziva before heading over to Gibbs to retrieve his first-born. "Miss me?"
"Hi Daddy." Daniel smiled as he leapt into his father's arms. "You go bye."
"But I'm back now." Tony said as he pushed his son's blonde hair back and kissed his cheek.
"Is he here? Is he back yet?" Abby bounced off the elevator with Ducky following behind. "Tony!"
"Hi Abs." Tony said as Abby hugged him tight. "Abby, you're crushing my kid." Tony said as he felt Daniel being pressed against him.
"Sorry Danny." Abby said as she pulled from Tony.
"Anthony, good to have you back." Ducky said as he stood next to Jethro.
"Quack Quack." Daniel giggled as he snuggled against his father.
"Yes Daniel." Ducky laughed as Tim stood from his desk.
"Good to see you, Tony." McGee said as he shook Tony's hand.
"Knew you'd miss me, McGoo." Tony laughed as he dropped McGee's hand and turned to his wife who was still sitting at her desk. He set Daniel down and grinned at her.
"Oh, is it my turn now?" Ziva asked as she stood from her desk with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Haven't you heard of saving the best for last?" Tony asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled her neck waiting for her arms to wrap around his neck like they usually did.
"I have not." Ziva said as her arms went around his neck and he kissed her lightly.
"Hey, baby in the room!" Abby interrupted as the couple pulled away from each other and glared at her. "Cover your eyes, Daniel." But Daniel just giggled as he made a dash for the stairs.
~*Wimpy*~
"How was your honeymoon?" the therapist asked as he studied Tony carefully.
"I cried." Tony blurted. "I fuckin' cried."
"During the ceremony?" he questioned.
"No." Tony growled. "Sex, we finally had sex and I friggin cried." Tony said as he threw his hands in the hair and blew out a frustrated breath.
"This is why you wanted to make an appointment?" he asked trying to clarify why Tony was so upset and frustrated. "Do cry every time?"
"No." Tony said as he twisted his wedding band idly. "Just the first time, after being together for over a year and knowing each other for, like, six?" Tony started as he thought it over but shrugged it off. "We have sex and I cry!"
"I'm sorry, Tony, but I don't understand why this is a problem." He asked confused as he tried to bite back his laugh. "Were you sobbing or hysterical?"
"What? No." Tony said with a scowl. "It was just a couple tears, after…you know, but still it was crying."
"And it bothers you?"
"Yes it bothers me. My wife and I have sex for the first time in our entire relationship and I cried!" Tony said as he ran his hand through his hair. "How come no one else sees a problem with that? DiNozzo's don't cry."
"Is that something you plan on telling your children when they cry?" he questioned and Tony's ears turned red with anger.
"I would never do that, Rich." Tony growled.
"Crying is not a bad thing." Rich stated as he studied Tony. "It makes sense, Tony, sex makes people vulnerable, plus it was your wedding night."
"She didn't cry." Tony countered as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back against the couch.
"She was probably prepared for those emotions. She is the one that made the decision not have sex until she was married. Have you ever been with someone you felt so strongly about?" Rich asked carefully. Tony had stopped coming to therapy a while ago and he wasn't too sure exactly what had happened in the time since he last saw Tony. "You married her before you shared a bed with her."
"We've shared a bed, we just never had sex." Tony said defensively. "I didn't need to have sex with her to know I wanted to marry her."
"I know." Rich said noting his patient's defensiveness. "So why did you cry?"
"That's what you're supposed to tell me." Tony growled as he waved his hands around.
"You know why." Rich smirked and Tony glared. "You love her."
"I know that." Tony said. "Doesn't explain why I cried. She may not have said it but she defiantly thinks I'm a wimp."
"I doubt she thinks you're a wimp." Rich laughed. "Did you cry the summer you thought she died?"
"No, I drank." Tony shrugged.
"You love her and finally having sex was just really emotional for you."
"You're making me sound like a woman." Tony growled as his phone chirped and he flipped it open to read the message.
"Ziva?" Rich smiled as he watched Tony smile as he read his message.
"Yeah, she wants to know if I'm bringing home dinner." Tony said as he typed a quick reply and flipped his phone shut.
"So it doesn't bother her that you cried?" Rich asked as he gained Tony's full attention.
"She thought it was sweet." Tony laughed as he shook his head. "Guess I should go."
"Should I expect to see you after you cry in the delivery room?" Rich joked as held the door open for Tony.
"No, I can understand that." Tony smiled as he shook Rich's hand and headed to get to dinner.
~*Daddy's Girl*~
"I don't know how he does it." Tony said as he stroked his sleeping daughter's hair.
"Who is he, and what does he do?" Ziva asked as she watched her husband. Tony was reclining in his beloved chair with their 18 month old sleeping soundly on his chest.
"Gibbs." Tony said as he kissed the top of his little girl's head.
"And how he managed to continue after Shannon and Kelly?" Ziva asked as she sat on the armrest and rested her cheek against the top of Tony's head.
"I don't understand how he lost them but still got married four times after that." Tony said as he wrapped his arms tighter around his first-born. "I couldn't even imagine."
"Neither could I." Ziva whispered as she pushed a dark curl from her daughter's face. "Do you think Kelly was a daddy's girl like Anna is?"
"Probably." Tony smiled as his baby shied away from her mother's touch and snuggled deeper against her father. "You've seen him with Abby, and you."
"This is true." Ziva smiled as she wrapped her arms around her husband's shoulders. "Annabelle is quite the daddy's girl."
"Yeah she is." Tony said proudly as he studied their daughter, she of course was the replica on her mother, and Tony couldn't help but spoil her. He was wrapped as tight around her little finger as he possibly could be.
"Daddy." Anna scolded having been woken by her mother and father's conversation. "Shush."
"Sorry love." Ziva said as stroked her daughter's back lulling her back to sleep quickly.
"You know it hurts to even think about losing you again." Tony said as he stood from his chair after he was sure Anna was soundly asleep again and made his way to the nursery.
"I know." Ziva said and she kissed her daughter's cheek and Tony did the same before gently placing their child in her crib. "It's the same when I think that about you."
"But to think of losing her." Tony whispered as he wrapped his wife tight in an embrace.
"Do not." Ziva said simply as she pulled from Tony and led him to their bedroom.
~*Duggar Cycle*~
"I didn't want to get pregnant." Tony yelled. "I didn't ask to be a father."
"And I didn't ask to be a mother." Ziva said as she sat on the couch and watched Tony pace back and forth in front of her.
"But you are."
"And you are a father." Ziva said and Tony ran his hands over his face and growled.
"Adoption?" Ziva offered and Tony stopped immediately and turned on his heel to gape at her. "I cannot have an abortion, Tony, so don't ask me to. I do not think I could do it, to literally kill us."
"Have you lost your mind?" Tony asked as he just stared at her confused face. "I would never, ever ask you to do that or want you to. So I'm going to pretend that's your crazy pregnancy hormones talking."
"Then adoption." Ziva offered quietly and Tony threw his hand in the air. "What? Speak Tony, I cannot read your mind all of the time."
"I think you're crazy." Tony said simply as he sat next to her on the couch.
"Excuse me?" Ziva hissed, her fingers itching to hurt him for being so frustrating.
"This baby isn't going anywhere, Ziva. You understand that right?" he asked and Ziva nodded. "And you're crazy if you thought that we'd, or I'd be able to see you pregnant and experience everything. Like, first kicks, sonograms, and cravings and the fun mood swings I've heard about and then give the kid away."
"I am not going to have mood swings." Ziva said with a stern glare and Tony laughed.
"Sure." Tony smiled as he took her hand in his and toyed with her engagement ring. "But, you know what's going to happen after that too right?"
"No." Ziva laughed.
"We're gonna have this kid and it's gonna get older and then we're going to want another baby, so we'll probably have another." Tony explained with a slight smile. "And then you know what?"
"No, what?" Ziva laughed.
"That baby's gonna get older and we're gonna want another one." Tony explained. "Ziva, we're going to be the next Duggar's."
"I can assure I will not be having any more than three." Ziva smiled as she cupped Tony's cheek. "And may I ask how you know what we're going to do, without asking me?"
"I know you. I've seen you with kids." Tony grinned and nodded towards her stomach. "Not to mention you haven't moved your hand away from your stomach."
"Well I am glad you asked." Ziva said as her fiancée scooted closer to her and kissed her cheek.
~*One+Seven=Anthony*~
"Wait." Ziva said as Tony and Tim tried to escort her farther down the hallway and out of the terrorist camp.
"What?" Tony asked as he looked at his battered and beaten partner.
"Anthony." Ziva whimpered as she pulled away from the boys and painfully hobbled her way back to a door disappeared into the room.
"What about you?" Tim asked confused as Gibbs came to stand next to them.
"No idea." Tony mumbled as the three of them followed Ziva and found her cradling a wiggling bundle. "Ziva?"
"Lets go, Ziver." Gibbs said as he stood in front of Ziva and coaxed her into handing the baby over to him. "He'll be fine." Gibbs promised as he glanced at the tiny boy and placed him in Tony's arms.
"Boss?" Tony questioned in a raspy voice as he looked from the baby to his boss who was now carrying Ziva bridal style.
"Let's get out of here." Gibbs said as he led them out of the room.
"That's a baby." Tim said as he walked next to Tony, both of them staring at what seemed to be a healthy baby boy.
"I know." Tony said as he studied the baby's features. He was a cute baby. Dark black hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes. Light greenish blue eyes. Olive toned skin. Small button nose. He didn't look to be any where in the same condition as Ziva. This boy didn't have a scratch on him and looked like he ate regularly.
"He has to be Ziva's." McGee said as they came to the exit of the camp. "Cover his eyes."
"Why?" Tony asked as the baby squirmed in his arms, his mouth making a suction motion.
"Because it's so bright out there." McGee said and Tony nodded. He arranged the baby so his face was against his neck and chest with the blanket covering his head. "Good."
"Come'on." Gibbs said as he handed Ziva over to a medic.
"Coming Boss." Tony said as he watched Ziva fight against the medics.
"Where is Anthony?" they heard Ziva ask.
"Right here." Gibbs said as he pointed to Tony who was cradling an unhappy Anthony.
"He needs to be fed." Ziva said as she reached for her son.
"Okay." Tony said as he placed the baby in Ziva's arms and they watched as Ziva breastfed the baby and the medics tried to work on her in the meantime.
"What now?" McGee asked as they cleared the camp and Gibbs was briefed.
"We go home." Gibbs said and the boys nodded.
Ziva didn't have extensive physical injuries that threatened her life. So after showering and eating at the military base the team, plus one baby, made their way back to the plane to head home. And Anthony was fine and in perfect health, much to the teams confusion.
"Just sleep, Ziva." Tony said as he watched his partner fight off sleep. "You're safe, your son is safe."
"Okay." Ziva sighed as she watched Gibbs play with her son. She dropped her head to Tony's shoulder and feel asleep to Tony's rhythmic breathing and her son's tiny cooing.
"Gibbs." Tony said softly. "I killed his father." Tony said with worried eyes as he glanced and Ziva and for some reason McGee laughed.
"Rivkin's not his father, DiNozzo." Gibbs laughed as he looked down at Anthony and carefully stood and placed him in Tony's arms.
"She named him Anthony, Tony." McGee said with a smirk from his spot next to Gibbs.
"It was only one night." Tony said as Anthony smiled up at him and wrapped his little hand around Tony's finger. "One night that was never supposed to happen and one night we agreed to never talk about."
"Well it only takes one time." McGee laughed. "Or in your case, three?"
"Seven." Tony said and McGee's eyes bugged out.
"Seven? In one night?"
"Enough." Gibbs said as he glared at Tony who was smirking. "I'll deal with you when we get back. For now entertain your son while we sleep."
"Why don't I get to sleep?" Tony whined and Anthony kicked his legs happily.
"Get used to it." McGee laughed.
~*Shaving*~
"Hey, you almost done?" Tony asked. "I still gotta shave."
"Come here." Ziva said as she placed her straighter down on the counter and unplugged it.
"What?" Tony asked as he watched her hop on the counter. He pushed her hair behind her ear and came to stand between her legs. She smiled softly as she removed his t-shirt and reached for his shaving cream. He watched her closely as she coated her palms with shaving cream and softly covered his face.
"Suck your lips in." She instructed and he did as he was told.
"You're not going to slit my throat are you?" Tony asked with a smirk as she turned the sink on and wet the razor before softly running it down his jaw.
"No, even though you did steal all of my covers last night." Ziva smiled as she rinsed the razor under the water and stroked the razor over his cheek again.
"It was to muffle the sound of your snoring." Tony laughed as he rested his hands on her hips and pulled her closer to him.
"Oh please." Ziva laughed. "Hold still, I don't want to hurt you." She said as Tony continued to talk.
"You wouldn't." Tony said knowingly as he watched her concentrate on shaving his upper lip.
"I know." She stated as she rinsed the razor again and started on his other cheek.
They fell into a comfortable silence as Ziva concentrated on shaving his neck and chin. Tony smiled as she finished and ran a wet clothe over his face removing any extra shaving cream.
"Perfect." She said as she kissed each cheek then his chin. When she pulled back to look at him she was taken aback by the intensity of his green gaze. "What?"
"Marry me." He requested with a nervous smile.
"Because you are too lazy to shave every morning?" Ziva laughed not exactly sure if he was serious or just playing with her.
"Because I love you." Tony smiled as he kissed her softly and sweetly. "Marry me?" he asked this time obviously nervous as he let go of her hips and played with his hands. When she didn't respond he looked down at his hands and slowly brought his eyes back to hers. "Please?"
"Hm." She started with a serious face as she played with hairs on the back of his neck. "Of course, Tony."
"Really?" Tony grinned wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Yes." She beamed as she kissed him.