A/N: So here is the new chapter. Sorry it got delayed so long but I was busy with school and we got a new computer and it isn't even fully set up. The next chapter will take a little longer because I get surgery on tuesday and then I will be the 'one armed woman'.

English is not my first language so all mistakes are mine.

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And I wish you all Merry Christmas.

Chapter 2:

"Ok, I will always help you, Ziva, no matter what." Abby said and her face beamed with joy and Ziva relaxed a little.

"I need you to make a pregnancy test for me and so far I know is the best method with a blood sample, so you have to draw blood, too. You only have to do it if you want to. I don't force you into anything." Ziva told her.

"Oh, no that's ok, I can draw blood. That's one of the secret abilities of Abby Sciuto. And you know I'm curious and usually I would have asked why you need to do this and how and why and when but today I make an exception because you are not feeling well. So I need your artery and it's not much I need but you have to wait a couple hours and…" "ABBY!" Ziva shouted. "I got it. Please just do it and hurry up. Is it ok for you that I hide in your office while you run the test?"

"Yeah, of course. And I won't let anyone in."

xXx

Two hours of hiding later, the doors swift open and Abby came into the office. "I'm finished. You wanna read it or shall I?" She asks.

"No, you do it. I just want to get over this and… well yeah. There's just so much to do when I really am pregnant so just do it."

"OK…" Abby folded open the sheet of paper and read. "It is… positive! You are pregnant. Congrats!" She beamed and pulled Ziva into a hug. She quickly pulled as she got no response from Ziva and after she looked at Ziva's expressionless face she hugged her again and apologized. "I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"It's ok, Abby." Ziva told her quietly. I really am pregnant."I'm still processing the news. I mean, I kind of knew that I might be pregnant but now…" "Do you know who the father is?" Abby asked softly. Ziva nodded. "Of course."

*Flashback*

One month earlier

She was standing in front of his apartment considering if she should knock or leave him alone with her problems.

Today was horrible. As the whole thing with the Damocles came out everyone treated her like something disgusting. They look at her with pity in their eyes, pity and disgust. Only her friends showed other emotions. Worry, concern, love. And Tony, jealousy.

They showed emotions of caring, comfort, things she didn't deserve. She betrayed them, didn't trust them. She regretted it. But she knew that Tony and Gibbs already forgave her.

And she forgave Tony.

She knew he blamed himself for what happened to her. First she blamed him for killing Michael but she had every right to. She didn't believe him that he just wanted to talk to her, alone. Didn't believe him he didn't kill Michael on purpose, out of jealousy. She had put the life of her "boyfriend" over the life of her long term partner, her best friend. She didn't believe he was telling the truth.

Until she learned it on the hard way.

But he came for her saved her live. He didn't give up on her while everyone else thought she was dead. Couldn't live without you, I guess. His words still lingered in her eyes, even after months.

She took all her courage and knocked at his door. After a couple seconds he opened it. She could smell the beer he already had drunk but she wasn't surprised. Today took a toll on him, too.

"Hey!" he greeted her and stepped aside. She went in without words.

They talked for hours about random stuff, their friends, the tricky relationship of Jenny and Gibbs but they avoided difficult topics like Rivkin and Somalia. The alcohol flew like water as the hours passed and with every hour the awkward tension between them eased a bit. They watched a movie like they usually did before the events of this summer.

When the movie ended and the ending credits started Ziva got up from the couch and he repeated her motion.

"I should go home" Ziva slurred drunkenly. "Thank you Tony, for listening." "No problem. But you can stay here; you are too drunk to drive. You can sleep in my spare room." He told her. "Thanks, but I got no clothes to change." She told him, trying to reject his offer.

"No problem. You can have a shirt from me." He told her and went into his bedroom to get a shirt. "Thanks. I go change then." She said as he gave her one of his OSU shirts and she it and went into the bathroom. As she pulled the shirt over her head she smelled it and breathed in his delicious scent. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. His scent was the drug she was addicted to. She opened her eyes again and went back into the living room.

Tony looked at her and gave her the once over. She looks hot in my shirt, he thought while he walked over to her and stopped in front of her. A loose curl was hanging in her face and he gently brushed it away. His hand lingered on her cheek and they looked eyes.

"You are beautiful, Zee:" he told her and she blushed slightly. Jolts of electricity were running up and down her spine when she felt his hot breath on her face. He smelled like alcohol, mint and what she secretly called Eau de DiNozzo. The leant closer together and their lips touched lightly. They had to suppress the shudders that the feeling of the kiss awakened in them.

It was a gentle kiss but they soon deepened it until they had to pull away to breaths. Tony cupped both of her cheeks leant his forehead against hers.

"Wow" she whispered. "Yeah, wow" he replied and kissed her again but this time with more force and Ziva responded with the same passion.

He led her over to his bedroom where they spent a night full of passion and love making.

xXx

The next morning she woke up, before Tony, of course. She looked at his peaceful sleeping form and got out of his bed and gathered her things. She put on her clothes and left his room, looking back a last time.

When they were at work that day, they acted like nothing had happened and neither of them had brought up the topic. But then she came to the conclusion that he couldn't even remember what happened and she felt hurt and disappointment. She knew the he probably had a heavy hangover but she still hoped that he would remember over some time.

The last words he told her before he wrapped his arms around her and fell asleep still lingered in her ears.

*End Flashback*

A silent tear rolled over her cheek and she quickly wiped it away. Abby snapped her out of her thoughts. "Are you going to keep it?" she asked softly. Ziva nodded. It's the only thing I got from him and probably ever will get.

"So, what are you going to do now? Are you going to tell the father?" "Of course, Abby. He has a right to know but he probably doesn't want anything to do with it." She told Abby and got up.

"Where are you going? Are you going to tell him now?" "Yes but first I have to talk to Jenny." she said and left the lab. She got in the elevator and pressed the button up to the bullpen.

Everyone of Gibbs' team looked up at the famous ding of the elevator and Ziva stepped out. When Gibbs saw her, he walked over to her and gave her his death glare. "I thought I told you to got home and to not come back until tomorrow." he said. Ziva avoided his stare. "I was home but I had to do something and now I have to talk to the Director." She rounded Gibbs and climbed the stairs. When she reached the catwalk Gibbs called "When did you come back?" "Two hours ago." She said and opened the door to the office.

When Ziva entered Cynthia looked up and told her that she could go right in. Ziva went in and Jenny looked up. "Hello Ziva. Please, take a seat. What can I do for you?"

"Well... this is rather difficult for me to ask..." Ziva stuttered while she sat down in front of Jenny. She took a deep breath and tried again. "I need maternity leave in a couple months."

A/N2: Has anyone the new soundtrack already? I think when they are going to play the song Move Slow something is happening.

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