Chapter Two
"Hey." Tony said and he stood between Abby and Emilio but focused his gaze on Ziva.
"Hey." They responded and Tony glanced to Abby who took the hint.
"Come'on Emilio, I'll show you my lab." Abby said and Emilio nodded. "Timmy'll help." She said as she walked by McGee's desk and drug him with her.
"How have you been?" Ziva asked as she shifted her weight and placed her hand on her back.
"Sit down, I remember last time-." He was going to say how he remembered how sore her feet were and how much her back hurt from her last pregnancy, but cut himself off. "I remember last time." He repeated with a hitch in his voice.
"I'm fine." Ziva protested.
"Sit down." He said sternly and Ziva nodded and sat at her desk. "When are you due?"
"Yesterday." She said as she watched him role his old chair over towards her desk.
"He a good guy?" Tony asked.
"He is a great guy." Ziva said as she observed Tony's face. He looked so much older than the last time she'd seen him and his eyes were no longer a fun green but a dull borderline grey.
"Good." Tony said swallowing hard as he looked down in his lap. "I'm happy for you, Ziva."
"You did not read any of my emails or listen to my voicemails did you?" Ziva sighed.
"I tried." Tony said as the picture by her computer caught his eyes. It was one of them, on their wedding day.
"You should have." She scolded as she glared at him. "It took six months to get you back here, six months too many."
"We have a case." Tony said confused by Ziva's sudden anger.
"No, we made it up." Ziva said as she rubbed her stomach, distracting Tony until she spoke again. "So you would come back and we could talk to you."
"What's so important?" Tony asked frustrated.
"I wanted you to be here when the baby's born." Ziva said stomping her foot under her desk at him.
"Why would you want that?" Tony choked out as his eyes glazed over. "Why would you do that to me? It's killing me to see you pregnant with another man's child. I can't take much more."
"Tony-." She tried to cut him off as her eyes watered from the raw hurt in his voice and on his face.
"I don't think I can see you holding another man's child." Tony continued, ignoring her plea. "Not after Julia."
"Tony, please listen to me." Ziva said as she reached for his hand and intertwined their fingers.
"If there's not a case, I think I'm gonna go back to San Diego." Tony said and tried to stand from his chair.
"No, you are not." Ziva said yanking him back down by his hand. "You are going to listen to me."
"Ziva, please." Tony whined. "I'm glad you've moved on and you're having another baby with a great guy. But I'm not ready to hear about it."
"Well you are going to." She said gripping his hand tighter. "I have emailed you, McGee has, Abby has, Gibbs may have. We've called."
"Trust me, I'll actually read them next time." Tony said his eyes still pleading to let him go.
"We were all trying to tell you the same thing." Ziva said with a gentle smile.
"What's that?" Tony asked confused.
"This baby," She held her finger to his mouth before he could protest. "Is yours."
"No, it's not." Tony said simply. "We've been divorced for three years. We lost our baby almost four years ago."
"9 months ago, Tony." Ziva said as she squeezed his hand. "We were drunk and upset." She trailed off knowing she'd jogged his memory.
"It took us a while to conceive Julia." Tony reminded her, still not believing her. "No way one drunk night-."
"You are the only man I have been with in over a decade." Ziva glared squeezing his hand harder and causing him to whimper. "And you are going to be in the delivery room."
"No." Tony said shaking his head and he tried to pull away but she refused to let go of his hand. "I won't, not again."
"Tony, please." Ziva said as she stood from her desk and walked closer to him. Still not letting go of his hand. "I need you to be there."
"I can't." Tony said softly as she sat herself in his lap and rested their joined hands on her rounded stomach. "I can't be in that room again and hear nothing but our tears."
"Jared is fine, Tony." Ziva whispered as she rested her head on his shoulder and nuzzled his neck.
"Jared?" Tony questioned in a soft voice as he stroked his ex-wife's stomach.
"Jared Anthony DiNozzo." Ziva whispered against his ear and he shivered. "Just like we decided years ago."
"Jared." Tony repeated as Ziva kissed behind his ear. "I don't know what you want me to say."
"I want you to tell me how you are feeling, how you felt." Ziva pleaded. "We never talked after Julia, just fought and cried, and that destroyed us."
"I live in San Diego." Tony said distracted by the flutter of kicks beneath his hand. "I was ready to be a father four years ago, not now."
"Whether you are ready or not you are going to be in the delivery room to hear our son's first cries." Ziva said as she turned his face to look at her. "I'm not letting your hand go until then."
"You don't know when you're going to go into labor though." Tony whined and she smiled.
"My C-section is scheduled for later today." Ziva smiled as she stroked his jaw.
"Ziva." Tony whimpered as she rested her forehead against his temple.
"We tried to tell you, Tony, we all did." She whispered against his cheek as she squeezed his hand again.
"I got that." Tony said as he tried to pull his hand away but she wouldn't let him.
"You are not going anywhere." Ziva reminded him. "Tony, please talk to me."
"I go to bed every night thinking about you and Julia. I dream every night about you and Julia. I wake up every morning thinking about you and Julia." Tony sighed. "What more do you want me to say?"
"How you feel." She said as kissed his forehead.
"I don't." Tony shrugged. "I'm fine."
"You are not." She seethed. "I can tell. I know you better than any one, Tony."
"How are you?" he asked instead.
"I am fine. I am not having Jared to replace Julia." Ziva said as she made sure to hold his gaze. "She will always be our first baby."
"I know." Tony nodded. "I'm just surprised you're having another baby. Are you happy?"
"I'm nervous." Ziva admitted as she shifted in Tony's lap. "But Jared is healthy. He often gets in trouble for not staying still during sonograms. He moves around constantly and makes me go to the bathroom at least once an hour."
"That's good." Tony said as he ran his hand down her side. "He sounds like a handful."
"Like his father." She whispered as she kissed his forehead.
"What are you expecting from me?" Tony asked as he rested his head on her shoulder.
"I do not know yet." She said as she stroked the hair on the back of his neck. "I just want you to be here for his birth."
"Okay." Tony whispered against her neck and yawned.
"When was the last time you slept?"
"On the plane." Tony yawned again, laughing as a particularly hard kick came from Ziva's stomach.
"I mean really slept." Ziva said as she moved her hand to his neck and gently massaged.
"It's been awhile." Tony sighed his eyes growing heavy.
"Come'on you two." Gibbs said startling the pair. "Let's go to the hospital."
"Okay." Ziva said as she removed herself from Tony's lap. She grabbed the bag behind her desk and followed Gibbs to the elevator, dragging Tony by his hand.