A/N: Thank you for the reviews! Please keep them coming, they'll definitely help me want to keep writing! Just a note: This story will be more focused on the characters and not so much on work/investigations. And this isn't beta'ed so any and all mistakes are, of course, mine. I hope you enjoy!

After they finished breakfast and were done getting ready, they headed out the door for work. They each took their own car. Several minutes into the drive, Gibbs's phone rang. He flipped it open and put it to his ear, "Yeah, Gibbs."

"So we're really doing this? We're actually doing this."

"Tony," Gibbs said, exasperated. "Hang up the phone."

"Well, I'm just saying. This is really going to happen."

Gibbs couldn't help the small smile but said gruffly, "DiNozzo, off the phone. Now." Before he hung up, he added quietly "And Tony? I love you." He closed the phone and tossed it on the passenger seat. He was glad Tony was so excited about this. It would help him come around to the idea even more firmly to see his lover so happy and excited.

He arrived at his desk before Tony made it up to the office. Ziva and McGee weren't in yet but he didn't expect they would be. He was preoccupied with this morning's decision while he started on the paperwork he needed to finish.

Tony strolled in, looking relaxed and at ease. His face split into a grin when he saw Gibbs. Gibbs couldn't help but smile back. Tony's smile was infectious; it was one smile he had a hard time not returning. "Tony, rein in your emotions," Gibbs said with a smirk. "We just made the decision this morning, I don't think they all need to know just yet."

Tony huffed a laugh, "Right. Good point, Boss."

Ziva, McGee, Abby, Ducky, and Palmer all knew about their relationship. He and Tony had been together for close to three years. Managing to keep it from everyone but their friends had been a struggle but by keeping the relationship out of the office they had been successful.

They were both busy at their desks when Ziva walked in with McGee following not long after. Tony and Ziva were talking across their desks as they worked. Gibbs looked up and watched them as he listened to their bantering.

"You are in a very good mood this morning, Tony."

Tony grinned and leaned forward, "Yes, I am." He opened his mouth to speak again but Ziva spoke first.

"Do not tell me about your night last night."

"Jealous, Zee-vah?"

Gibbs held back a grin. Tony couldn't help himself. The most action they'd had last night was the walk from the kitchen to the bedroom and even that had been at a slow, sedate pace. Before Ziva could respond, Gibbs's phone rang. "Gibbs," he answered. A dead marine had been found in the park. He stood up and pulled his gun out of the desk drawer. "Grab your gear. We've got a body."

He and Tony rode together in the car while Ziva and McGee took the truck to the scene. Tony looked over at him seriously, "If we use a surrogate, I think I'd rather we used your sperm." Gibbs didn't respond as he drove at his usual neck-break speed. He glanced over at his lover. "Why is that?" he asked, in a curious tone.

With another glance, he saw Tony looking thoughtful. "I guess it's hard to put into words. I'd love for the baby to be… yours. Well, it'd be ours but…" Tony struggled for words. "I like the idea of the kid having your genes" he said in an amused voice.

"And if we went the adoption route?"

"I am one hundred percent okay going that way too," he said earnestly.

"Looks like we've still got some decisions to make, Tony," Gibbs said "But right now we've got a crime scene to process."