A/N: Hello again I just had a cool weekend up until I got sick. Anyway loving all of the reviews, I have so many cool ideas for this story hopefully I can put them all in here. I was thinking that maybe there should be some McAbby, I don't know still thinking. Alright back to the story.

The next morning I put on some of Deena's clothes so I won't be so easily noticed. As I leave to walk out her door I realize that I probably won't come back the same woman I am now and leave to go find the hospital.

Tony's Pov:

Ziva just looks at me. I ask her if she wants to sit down, and she just nods and doesn't say anything. I just sit there staring at her since she's just staring at her purse anyway. Man, what do I do? If I say anything she might just get up and leave, but I want her to stay.

Ziva pov:

When I leave Deena's apartment I put the scarf around my face so that hopefully I won't be recognized by my old "partners"at Mossad. When I reach the hospital, I walk in
around the back like Deena and I discussed earlier this morning and hide next to the boxes filled with saline bags. I wait and wait until noon and then I hear five knocks on the door next to my pile of boxes. There is the secret knock I have been waiting for.

When I open the door Deena stands in the doorway and asks "Ziva, are you coming, or are you going to sit there all day?" Her comment makes me get up and follow her to an empty exam room. "Ok this going to have to be fast."

I just mumble "Ok" when she walks out of the room. After a couple minutes, Deena hurries back with a needle and several small tubes. When she comes closer I visibly shiver at the needle's gleam. Ever since I was a little girl I have hated needles never has one been kind to me.

"This will only hurt a little, Ziva, no need to worry about some silly needle," she explains as if I am I child. when I feel the alcohol wipe on my arm I then second guess this whole needle thing. Not a moment after I feel the needle go in and my eyes threaten to spill but I hold back the urge because this is my friend and she does not need to see me cry. When I feel the sharp abject make its way out of me I let out a breath I did not know I was holding, and put pressure on the cotton swab that is laying on my forearm.

"Well, Ziva my break is almost over if you come later when this shift is over at 1:00 I can tall you the results. Are you ok?" She asks me because I was just thinking what will happen when I find out. so I tell her that I am fine and make my way over to a small rundown playground as I think will Tony actually want a child, especially mine? I also thought of all the ways out but I made a promise to myself that I was not going to, if it is going to be a child, kill the innocent life growing in me.

As I made my way back to the hospital I work my way around the corner and there she is. I lightly tap her on the back and she hugs me saying " Someone is watching so I am just going to say you are pregnant, now just play along as an old friend." I just act along with her plan but then it all starts to take affect and I can't handle it so I excuse myself from her presence and go back to her apartment . . .

Now as I sit here with Tony just staring at me I turn towards him and say, "Tony, I just came here because, well, I need to ask you something."

"Zi, you can ask me anything." he tells me as he takes my hands in his big strong hands. I just want him to understand this because he is probably the only person that I ever want to share a child with.

"Do you remember when we resigned and I came over to your apartment?" I ask as I recall the last time I was in Tony's apartment.

As I walks to Tony's couch, he closes the door behind me and sits down next to me on the couch. He then opens his mouth and says "Zi, what are we going to do, we quit our jobs and now we have nothing but each other."

I contemplate what he says and it makes me dizzy because the past few days have been torture for all of us at NCIS. I reply, "Tony, I just want to forget everything for a moment. I want to forget about it . . . with you."

"With me. Are you sure?"

"Yes, I am sure and you do not want me to say it again," I warn with a smile on my face as we start to kiss gently.

"Um," I am hoping he's recalling the great time we had together, " Yeah, or yes, I do. Wait does this mean ..."

"Yes, Tony, I am going to have your child."

A/N : Ok so yes I have always wanted to do that and now I have I just can't to start the next chapter. Please review because they are all greatly appreciated. I honestly just don't know basically anything about medical things but thankfully my mom is a NP and knows a lot about that sort of stuff. Ok so until my next chapter ...