Tony dropped his backpack behind his desk and marched over to McGee's. He leaned down and waited for the junior field agent to look up before hissing, "She is insane."

McGee blinked. "Ziva?"

"Yes, Ziva. She is a raving lunatic, okay?"

He peered over Tony's shoulder and couldn't find said pregnant assassin. "Is she coming in today?"

"She's in the bathroom." Standing up, Tony ran a hand over his face. "McGee, I don't know how I'm going to do this for the next six months. Last night, she started crying out of nowhere and I didn't know how to help because there's no real reason for it, it's just… hormones or whatever. And this morning she found my sock on the floor and completely lay into me for, I'm serious, five minutes."

"Uh." McGee sounded very uncomfortable. "I really don't know what to tell you."

"I know what to tell you. Buck up."

Gibbs' voice came from behind Tony, making him jump. After swallowing a mouthful of coffee, he continued, "She's carrying your baby, DiNozzo. Your job is to put up with her and make her life easier."

"Yes, Boss. Of course, Boss," he replied automatically. His phone dinged with the arrival of a text message. As he pulled it out and read it, his face turned a little bit paler. "My lovely bride is summoning me," he sighed, backing away. "Listen, if I don't come back, it's been nice working with you!"

As he hurried off in the direction of the bathroom, Gibbs shook his head and muttered, "I should have retired the day I saw those two kissing in the elevator."

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That rhymed. :P