A/N1: Thanks for all the reviews on the last chapter and thanks for all the author and story alerts and favourites , i honestly didn't think people would be able to find this story, hopefully my writing isn't to bad and riddled with grammar mistakes.

Tony would be jealous, he knew that much, and once he got back from sick leave, he sure as hell would be pissed.

What Mc Gee didn't know is that Tony would know by the end of the day, and he would be more than pissed, he would be furious, although to his advantage which was unknown to him, Tony showing his displeasure towards the situation would only make it all the more obvious that he and Ziva broke, Rule number 12, and were currently violating it too. Since their confessions of their feelings for each other in Paris, the decided to give a relationship a chance, and so far it was more than great.

Ziva slid the key in the door and opened it, stepping through , a gust of cold wind swept past her as she was shutting it.

"Hey! Close the door, it freezing in here!" shouted Tony groggily. It was clear she had just woken him up.'

She set her keys down on the phone table and threw her heavy jacket on the couch as she made her way through Tony's apartment, to his bedroom, knowing that was were he was.

"Sorry for waking you, i needed to tell you something, i was just going to wait until you woke up, i figured you would be sleeping."

He started to sit up more, and he moaned as his stomach grumbled, he concentrated on not throwing up. Ziva, worrying about him, went over to him and propped his pillow up behind him, trying to help him any way she could.

"Thanks Ziva, but i can manage, its only a stomach bug, i'm not paralyzed, but thanks" he said as he rested his back down onto the plump pillow. Ziva sat beside him on the bed, shoving off her shoes as she lifted her feet onto the bed, laying down beside him on top of the comforter.

"Tony, in 48 hours time, i'm going into a long term under cover op, it could last up to 2 weeks or more" she paused, his initial reaction didn't shock her, his eyes widened, the last time he'd been on an op as long as that, his heart was broken, it had taken him what seemed to him like a century to move on from.

"What kind of op? Who's going with you?"

Ziva swallowed not looking forward to his next reaction, " I am aware you know who Achan Admon is," he nodded in response, she continued," Director Vance received new information about his operations, Admon is believed to be making a child army, he keeps moving locations but this time, some surveillance footage was taken, before he fled again. He isn't killing the women, he is using them for their children. There are about 10 women there, and 5 of Admon's men. If he had waited to kidnap the infant when they were born, it would be much harder, he couldn't control the mothers as easily. Taking them earlier meant he could brainwash them, he had around 5-6 months to do so, that meant that when the child was born, the mother would help him raise the child to be a warrior, without resistance, thinking that they where doing the right thing."

"But what is your op?" Tony said, wondering what this had to do with Ziva.

"I will be going under cover as an expecting mother, i have to move to Norfolk for this, i am the bate, we just have to make it as obvious as possible that i am pregnant, although i will not show physical signs, which is what will make that part, the hardest. If we're successful, Admon will make his move, and NCIS can arrest him. There will be high surveillance on this, so i will never be alone, even if he thinks i am"

Tony's mind was doing front flips, "y...y..your pregnant?" he gulped, thinking this through, he had never really thought about the possibility of him being a father any time soon, he didn't know what to think.

Ziva laughed, "No Tony, that is just my cover, i have to fit the profile for Admon so he will try and kidnap me, then NCIS can catch him,"

Relief washed over Tony's face, if she was pregnant, there was a strong possibility that Gibbs would kill him.

"Who's going with you?" He asked again. She had deliberately avoided answering that question the first time he asked it, but this time, she could see no out, the last time he had asked two questions, she chose to answer the other.

"Mc Gee." she said bracing herself for the explosion that was Tony's displeasure to that.

"MC GEE! WHAT?" he yelled, proving to Ziva, just how predictable he was, "As your boyfriend?" he laughed at the thought, Mc Geek and Ziva, "Why not me, i'm your real boyfriend ?" he asked more calm.

"No Tony, he will be going as my husband. Vance said the op needed to happen ASAP, and you are sick, Tony." she said as gentle as she possibly could.

"So," Tony answered childishly, " I'm starting to feel better already, i'll be fine!"

"Tony, Vance will not have you on a mission after nearly a week on sick leave, even if you do make a miraculous recovery, he will not allow it,this op is too important to risk messing up if you get ill again. The mission requires us to do a lot of mingling, you can't mingle inside in bed, Tony you need to rest, don't rush to get better, rushing will only make it worse," she said trying to convince him, that he was better off not going, she didn't want him to get any more ill than he already was. Tony, having had the pneumonic plague, always recovered more slowly when we was ill, she knew this from past experiences.

"Ziva, if i don't go on this op, how will i get to see you?" he said upset.

"Vance thought of that, he has covers arranged for you, Gibbs, Abby and Ducky. He knows how close our team is, he didn't want to jeopardize splitting us up, he has seen the effects it has had before. Gibbs will be you and Mc Gee's father, which means you and Mc Gee will be brothers, Abby will be your Girlfriend, and Ducky will be my uncle." she stated.

He chuckled thinking about that, "Me and Abby?"

"Yes"

"Well at least i'll get to see you, and please do not kiss Mc Geek, or at least not too much." he said almost pleadingly.

"I won't Tony"

She was surprised, she didn't expect him to take all that information as easily, she knew deep down that he knew he would not recover on time for the mission, but he would have pushed himself just to go with her, to be in Mc Gee's place, but hearing that he will still get to see her, eased his mind a lot.

"Do you want to know what your name is?" she smirked, changing the conversation slightly.

"What is it? Please tell me it's not something like Benjamin!"

"No" she laughed, " It is Justin Smith, i am Annette Smith, Mc Gee is Tyson Smith, Gibbs is Eric Smith, Abby is Andy Harper and Ducky is Philippe Chérie"

"Isn't Philippe french?"

"Duh, Tony!" she laughed, "Annette is French, didn't i tell you?"

"No"

"Oh, well he is my uncle, who lived in Scotland for quite some time but he is french too, he moved to America with me"

"All this time your spending with me, i'm staring to rub of on you" he smiled, his 20 watt smile, although his eyes didn't have the glint in it like it usually did because he was ill.

"What do you mean?" she smiled.

"You said 'Duh' Ziva, you've never said that before" he elaborated, chuckling.

"Oh," she laughed, " I did not even realize." she laughed.

Tony's stomach growled again, and this time all the color drained from his face, he hadn't eaten in quite a while and that is why it was grumbling, which was what had just nauseated him. Tony ran across his room, making his way to the bathroom where he proceeded to throw up the remaining contents of what was in his stomach from his last meal.

Ziva walked over to the door, and stood outside, "Do you want me to get you some water, Tony?" she asked concerned.

"Yeah," Tony said weakly.

Ziva walked out into the kitchen, grabbing a glass out of the cabinet and turned on the tap, letting the clear, cold liquid fill the glass.

She walked back into Tony's room to find him sitting at the edge of his bed.

"Here you go" she smiled sympathetically, he nodded in appreciation.

"Thanks," he said taking a sip.

"What do you think you could keep down, for dinner?" she asked.

"Your home made chicken soup," he smiled, he loved her cooking, he especially loved her soup.

"Soup it is," she smiled," Do you have all of the ingredients?

"Yep"

The elevator doors dinged, Abby perked up, she knew a Caf-Pow was coming her way.

"Gibbs?" she asked turning around seeing Mc Gee stepping into the lab.

"Timmyyyyy!" she shrieked engulfing him in a tight hug.

"Hey Abby" he smiled.

Abby loosened her grip, noticing the Caf-Pow in his hand. Mc Gee handed i to her as he saw her eyeing it up.

"Abby i have to go under cover," he said

"Oh, when" she asked, taking a long sip of her Caf-Pow , unaware that it was long term.

"In two days, the op could last a while, Abs"

Her smile had faded at his sentence, "No, Tim, i..i..please don't, the last op like this i never seen you for a week!"

"Abby, don't worry , director Vance gave you a cover as well because this is not as dangerous as the last one, so you can visit."

Abby's smile reappeared and she shrieked again, " Cool! What's my cover?"

Mc Gee, growled in frustration, remembering her cover, he didn't like it at all.

Abby heard this, "What? Whats my cover?" she repeated, a little frustrated at Mc Gee's reaction to it, could it be that bad! she thought.

"Your Tony's girl friend." he said, slouching and he leaned against her desk in her lab.

"What are you?" she asked. She didn't seem to mind being Tony's girlfriend.

"Ziva's Husband" he said.

Abby scowled covertly, she didn't like it, she was jealous of Ziva, when Mc Gee, told her she had a cover too she had secretly been hoping to be either his wife or girlfriend.

"Oh," she said trying to sound a casual as possible, " Gibbs? Ducky? Palmer?"

"Gibbs is my father, Ducky's Ziva's uncle. Palmer's gone for the week, with Breena, Vance just gave him the clearance to go."

"Oh okay, whats my name?"

"Andy Harper" he smirked as Abby twisted her face.

"Really! That sound like a cute little girly name" realization hit her, " I am not wearing pink!

Mc Gee chuckled, " You can take that up with Vance, but he's the one supplying the wardrobe, we can't wear our usual clothes under cover, it would increase the chances of being recognized, and you, Abby, would be recognized by your platforms and your out fits, not many people wear dog collars Abby.I love them though, but they are very unique, it's too big of a chance to screw up this mission with simple things like clothes."

Abby frowned, " I'm gonna have to wear.." she pulled a face, " pumps and heels!"

Mc Gee continued to laugh.

A/N2: this is quite a bit shorter than the last chapter, sorry about some of the really big mistakes in the last chapter, i hadn't realized they were there, i went back and tried to fix up as many as i could, sorry if there are some here too.

Review if you liked, and i do appreciate constructive criticism, just not too harsh, it would help me improve, leave suggestions if you want on how you would like to see the mission play out, i have some plans that won't change but please feel free to do it.