"Congratulations Mrs. DiNozzo, you're pregnant." The doctor told me. Pregnant, this isn't possible, not again.
"Um, doc, my husband and I can't have anymore kids. He had, well, um, the procedure done about a month ago, a little over that I think." I can't be pregnant again, after 3 pregnancies and four kids I am ready to just let them grow up, not have more.
"Well, we can do an ultrasound to make sure, but all the tests were positive. Lie back." Oh no, here comes that cold gel stuff again, I hate that stuff. I watch the monitor closely, hoping this is one of those false positives and I'm not really pregnant.
"Well, this would explain how you can be pregnant, Mrs. DiNozzo, I'd say you're about 2 to 3 months along. This must have happened before you're husband had the procedure done." OK, how could I not have noticed this before now? The first time, I knew after about a month, the second I knew after a few weeks, and the third I knew at about a month again. Ho could I go almost three months with out noticing?
"Well, thank you doctor." I said and left. Ok, first I have to tell Tony, he'll be excited; he always wanted a huge family. At least this time we're not having another set of twins. After Tony I have to tell Gibbs and put in another request for maternity leave. Four requests in ten years, he's gonna be mad as hell, but he'll be happy for us. I drive back to work in complete silence, park the car and go up to the bullpen to find Tony. There he is, as usual, sitting at his desk playing on his computer.
"Tony, we need to talk." I say, put my stuff at my desk.
"Sure Kate, what's up?" He hasn't even looked up from his computer game, typical.
"Um, in private Tony. C'mon." I motion him towards the elevator. I learned this trick from Gibbs, if you want to talk in private, go to the elevators, get in and use the emergency stop.
"Kate, baby, what's wrong?" He's finally noticed something is wrong.
"Tony, I'm….well…I'm pregnant. I know, we can't have kids anymore and we decided on that together, but I'm almost 3 months along…." He cuts me off from rambling with his finger on my lips. I look up at him and he's smiling. God, I love his smile.
"This is amazing. This is the best news I've gotten since you told me you were pregnant with Demetra." He said, hugging me. Suddenly, everything feels ok. I don't know how he manages to do this to me all the time, but he is so good at comforting me.
"Are you sure Tony? I mean, we didn't want anymore kids." I say, burying my face in his shoulder.
"Yes, Kate, I am sure that I'm happy about this. And we don't need to worry about anything, we have the room in the house for one more and ever since we settled down my parents have allowed me access to the family money again. We're going to be fine."
"So, are we ready to tell everyone else? Or should we wait a bit?"
Tony just laughs and kisses my forehead.
"I think it would be hilarious to see the look on Gibbs face if you hand in another request for maternity leave." He tells me as we leave the elevator, his arm around my waist, his hand resting protectively over my belly.
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