Author's Note: Yes, I am finally updating. Sorry for the delay - life has been very busy as of late. Hope you enjoy this chapter. As always, I don't own NCIS...
Chapter 4
"You know what, fine McGee. If that's how you're going to be then fine. Get out of my lab and let me do my work."
"Come on Abby, you know I can't get out of here – Gibbs sent me down here to work with you. I'm telling you the truth. Besides the fractured hips, broken ribs and bump on the head, Ziva's pregnant and Tony's the father! Call Ducky...he heard Tony say it too. He'll back me up on this!"
Abby just shook her head and continued to type on the computer. "Tony wouldn't break one of Gibbs' rules like that...Ziva either."
"You're kidding me right? How many times have we broken that rule ourselves over the years." McGee changed his tone of voice to one that was much higher. "As long as we keep it out of the office, Gibbs will never know."
"Yeah, well...that was until you had to go and write your book. Now everyone knows."
"I'm not going to win this one, am I?" McGee asked, shaking his head. Abby continued to work on the computer, purposely ignoring him.
"What have you two got for me?" Gibbs asked as he breezed in the room, carrying a Caff-Pow. He pushed it into her hands and waited expectantly.
"A lot, actually. Wait to you here what McGee and I found..."
Tony hated waiting.
A doctor had been in to re-examine Ziva more than two hours earlier, and when he left, promised that someone would be by shortly to do the ultrasound he had ordered. No one had come near them since.
Tony leaned back in the plastic chair in an attempt to make himself somewhat comfortable. He was hoping that it wouldn't be long before they moved Ziva to her own room, and when they got there, he'd be able to have access to a better chair to sit it. If there wasn't, he was going to call McGee and beg him do whatever it took to get him one. Ziva was going to be in the hospital for awhile and there was no way he was spending much longer in the piece of concrete they called a chair.
Just as Tony was about to get up and go ask why no one had come to do the ultrasound yet, a woman came bustling through the door, awkwardly maneuvering a large machine behind her. The noises she made as she entered the room caused Ziva to wake.
"Hello, I'm Jane, I'm the technician who will perform your ultrasound," she said speaking to Ziva. Ziva nodded in greeting. The technician then looked over at Tony.
"You can't stay there."
"I'm not going anywhere," he said, somewhat indignantly. "She's my partner!"
"He's also the baby's father," Ziva supplied. The woman nodded.
"That came out wrong. What I should have said was that you couldn't stand there and still be able to see what was going on with the ultrasound. It would be better if you moved to the other side of the bed, up near top of the bed."
Tony nodded and sheepishly moved to the other side. He felt slightly embarrassed that he hadn't thought to tell the technician that he was the baby's father. He took his place next to Ziva and took her hand.
They both watched as the technician smeared jelly over Ziva's abdomen. Tony watched Ziva flinch as the machine's probe was manipulated over the lower part of her body.
"Sorry," Jane said, her eyes never leaving the screen. "I'm trying to push as lightly as I can, but its still early enough in your pregnancy that it can be hard for us to see the baby. We could have tried to do the ultrasound internally, but considering you have two fractured hips, I thought this way would be the most comfortable for you."
Ziva nodded as Tony leaned down to whisper in her ear. "They would really do this kind of thing internally?" Ziva ignored him and watched the screen anxiously.
Jane pointed to a small section of the screen, where Ziva and Tony both saw something very small moving rather quickly. "See that movement right there, it looks kind of like something fluttering? That's your baby's heartbeat." She quickly hit a few buttons with her left hand, her right hand keeping the probe on Ziva's abdomen. A fast thumping noise filled the room. "There," Jane exclaimed with a smile. "Nice and strong."
Ziva looked up and smiled at Tony. He wasn't until then that he realized that the heartbeat they were hearing was the baby's and not Ziva's.
"Is the baby's heart supposed to be going that fast?" Tony asked, holding Ziva's hand tighter. Jane nodded.
"Its right within the range that it should be. Everything with the baby looks great. I'm just going to take a few more minutes here and then I'll be out of your hair. Would you like me to print you a picture or two?" Ziva nodded, as Tony continued to stare at the screen as if in awe. He stayed quiet as Jane, and the ultrasound equipment left the room.
"Amazing, isn't it?" Ziva said. Tony nodded and kissed the top of her head.
"I still can't believe this is really happening," Tony replied quietly. "I mean not that it's a bad thing, because its not, its just a lot to take in all at once, you know?"
Ziva nodded. "I know. And I am sorry Tony, that I didn't tell you before now. For the first few weeks, I was in denial, not wanting to believe it was even possible that I was pregnant. I just had begun to accept the fact myself recently. Since then, I had been trying to figure out the right way to tell you, but I could never find the right words."
"Its okay Ziva, I'm not mad at you. Its just going to take a little getting used to on my part as well. The most important thing to me right now is making sure that you're both okay. Chances are that now that the ultrasounds done, we'll going to be left alone for awhile. Why don't you lay back and try to get some rest, okay?"
"What about you?"
"Don't worry about me, I'm fine." He leaned over and kissed her lips quickly. "I'm not going anywhere...I'll be here when you wake up." Ziva nodded and smiled, then drifted off to sleep. It never crossed either of their minds that things could change for them in the matter of an instant.
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