Hello Readers! Thanks for the awesome response, sounds like you all had a really great 4th of July! I am very sorry about the delay on updating, I have just gone back to school and things have been surprisingly busy *Gibbs slaps self* To all those people who left me craving ideas, some made me gag at the thought of them – some of my favourites being Pickles and icecream & ham and chocolate (yuck!)
Disclaimer: NCIS isn't mine *clicks fingers and walks away mumbling*
McGee watched as Ziva pulled out a plastic bag from underneath her desk – this was nothing out of the ordinary for members of the Gibbs team, sometimes it was necessary for them to bring in their own food, the workload getting so heavy, even the vending machine was not an option. McGee was about to look back to his list of telephone records, but quickly did a double take as he saw what was coming out of the bag...
Marshmallows, a packet of graham crackers, a bar of chocolate and a gas lighter. McGee, being a scout could see where this was going.
McGee was about to say something to her, but was stunned when she began toasting a marshmallow on the end of her knife gently.
'Uh, Ziva? What's with the s'mores?' McGee asked curiously as she continued the s'more making process by sticking her gooey-on-the-inside marshmallow on top of a little square piece of chocolate which slowly began to melt underneath.
Ziva looked up at him, McGee could see slight bags under her eyes as she placed a second graham cracker atop the rest.
'Cravings' she mumbled.
McGee looked back at her, slightly amused 'Y'know, they have these s'more flavoured pop tarts and you just put them into the toaster...' McGee explained.
Ziva scrunched up her nose slightly at the thought 'That would be disgusting... they are better this way' she said shrugging.
'What cooked on the end of your knife? You should try it by a campfire' McGee said smiling at a childhood memory.
Ziva rolled her eyes playfully and took a bite out of her s'more with a look of pleasure. McGee looked on with a slight feeling of envy as Ziva popped the last bite of the s'more into her mouth. Ziva noticed his obvious internal struggle over her treat and looked at him questioningly.
'Would you like one, McGee?' she asked, starting the lighter as she said so, McGee looked at the flame, enticed for a second by the dancing flame before shaking off the feeling.
'Uh, no thanks...I'm fine' he said trying to convince himself as he said so, due to the case, McGee had not eaten since breakfast. It was now 1400.
Ziva let out a low chuckle 'You are a very bad liar McGee...One last chance' she told him.
McGee seemed to consider this, but before he could answer, the elevator made a familiar sound.
Ping!
The pair quickly shifted their gaze over to the elevator entrance (s'mores momentarily leaving McGee's thoughts); to the surprise of no one, Tony appeared with their newest suspect – Danielle Krosby in tow. Tony was muttering something bitterly and throwing a less than pleased glance toward their suspect, who refused to meet anyone's gaze. While Gibbs came up from behind, a fed up look on his face.
'Have fun, DiNozzo?' McGee asked casually, noticing Tony's obvious dislike toward Mrs. Krosby. Tony looked up and glanced around at the team before holding up his left hand, the first three fingers strapped together.
Ziva raised a brow, her eyes travelling from Tony's to their suspect's several times before speaking.
'Broken?' she asked, worry tinting her voice.
Tony shrugged 'Don't know yet – the Boss wrapped them when they started to swell' he said while Ziva gently touched the bandaged area.
'What happened?' McGee asked.
Tony actually smiled at this point 'Oh, it's a great story...one of bravery and triumph' he exclaimed dramatically.
Gibbs rolled his eyes and sharply head slapped him 'That's not how I remember it, DiNozzo' he commented.
Tony frowned and rubbed the back of his head with his right hand.
'Since you spoiled story time Boss...' he sighed 'We went to the Krosby house to bring Danielle here in to answer a few questions about her husband' he said pointedly to the woman in question who
just glared.
'Gibbs knocked on the door, because kicking it down hurts... Anyway, she came to the door and asked who we were blah, blah, blah' he said not needing to explain the routine process.
'When I said 'NCIS' she freaked out and tried to slam the door on us... And- BAM!' he burst out, startling the whole Bullpen slightly.
'I tried to stop the door with my hand and it went full force into my fingers...Gibbs went around the back and caught her before she could jump the fence or something, I still don't know how you got
there before me... Anyway, Y'know what this proves, Boss?'
Gibbs gave threw him a funny sort of smile 'You shouldn't try and stop a door with your hand, DiNozzo?' he replied.
'That Gibbs is definitely faster than you?' McGee offered.
Ziva snorted slightly, while Tony just sneered at the younger agent 'Thanks for that McInsert!'
Gibbs walked over to their suspect and decided to get the interrogation started before his senior agent decided to rant. Grabbing her arm, Gibbs led her toward the elevator without another word.
'I think doors have put a hit out on you' Ziva said with a slight smirk. Tony frowned slightly at her 'Yeah thanks for that Sweetcheeks...Kick a guy while he is down' he said melodramatically. McGee snorted and went back to his desk after sharing a rather pointed look with Ziva.
Ziva leaned up and captured his lips in a short kiss, the prospect of Gibbs coming in and seeing them high.
'Would you like me to go and...Talk to her?' she asked, her eyes flashing seriously.
Tony's eyes widened slightly at her proposition and he gave a slight chuckle 'Uh, I think your version of talking might get you charged, Zi' he said squeezing her shoulder.
'How about you just give me a ride to the hospital huh? That way you and your hormones are as far away from out suspect as possible...' he continued.
Ziva shrugged 'Fine. But if she broke your fingers, I am going to break her' she growled protectively, her accent coming through strongly.
McGee looked at Tony quickly 'I'll tell Gibbs where you two are'
Tony shot him a grateful look and begun to steer his less than pleased wife from the Bullpen 'Thanks Probie!' he called back as the elevator doors closed.
Ziva looked up from her book for the third time in the last ten minutes at the door leading to x-rays, all methods of distraction seemed to be failing – in her mind, there were only two things that could make her feel better: Speeding back to NCIS, bursting into the interrogation room and punching their suspect in the face would definitely make her feel better, but it did come with repercussions. The other option being to walk into the x-ray room herself to stand by her partner.
Just as Ziva was considering doing exactly that, someone called her name. Spinning around she noticed the familiar face of Dr. Bailey.
Dr. Bailey smiled as she approached 'Ziva! I thought it was you, there is nothing wrong I hope' she questioned, looking her up and down for any visible injuries.
Ziva shook her head 'No, We are fine' she said running a hand across her bump softly 'Tony had a run –out with our suspect' she explained to the kind doctor.
Dr. Bailey's face contorted into one of worry 'I think you mean a run-in... Is he alright? What happened?' she asked.
Ziva told the short version of the story, after finishing, Dr. Bailey's looked of worry had diminished greatly 'Oh, thank God. I thought he had gotten shot or something – well that is a relief' she said with a sigh.
Ziva nodded, not really wanting to discuss it anymore 'So why are you here?' she asked curiously.
Dr. Bailey smiled widely 'Oh! One of my other patients just gave birth today, two beautiful babies!' she said happily.
Something in the back of Ziva's mind clicked, opening her mouth in slight shock, she asked 'Was her name Libby by any chance?'
Dr. Bailey's eyebrows rose 'Yes actually, is she a friend of yours?' she questioned.
Ziva nodded making the doctor smile 'Well, you can see her if you'd like – she had a Caesarean so she might be a little tired and sore, but I am sure she would be happy to see you!'
'I will wait for Tony first, he should not be too much longer. He has been in there for almost an hour' she said frowning.
Dr. Bailey nodded sympathetically 'The doctors probably took him to get a splint after the x-ray...I'll wait with you, I know how slow it can be when you are waiting'
Ziva thanked her and for the next ten minutes the pair talked about Ziva's progress and how she had come to meet Libby. Ziva couldn't help but relax when Tony walked out of the door, a thick bandage around two of his fingers.
'What is the verdict?' Dr. Bailey asked in greeting.
Tony shrugged 'Hairline fractures' he replied with a groan 'Gibbs is going to shoot me'
Ziva grasped his non bandaged hand and gave it a comforting squeeze 'No, Gibbs would shoot you if that was your right hand, you would not be able to shoot, yes?' she reminded him.
Tony smiled weakly 'Yeah, good point. So why is Dr. Bailey here?' he asked confused.
'My friend Libby gave birth today' Ziva said happily.
Tony frowned, after a moment he made a sound of realization 'Oh, she is the one who was having twins, right? You met at the baby store that Abby tried to buy...' he clarified.
Ziva nodded with a chuckle while Dr. Bailey looked slightly puzzled, Tony grinned at her 'Very excited Aunt-to-be' he told her.
She laughed 'Ah. Well, do you want to see her?'
Ziva nodded while Tony shot her a glance 'What about Gibbs?'
Ziva shrugged 'He gave us the rest of the day off, he asked me to tell you to 'Watch out for doors DiNozzo!'' she relayed in her best Gibbs impression.
Tony rolled his eyes 'Our Boss, a comic genius...who would have guessed?'
Dr. Bailey led the pair down a corridor and held up a hand for them to wait, walking into the room for a moment, she re-appeared with a large smile 'She is ready for you!' Dr. Bailey then bade the pair goodbye.
Ziva walked into the room with Tony trailing behind. As Ziva rounded a corner, she noticed a woman laying on the hospital bed, two babies snuggled in each of her arms.
'Ziva!' she greeted perkily, though looking thoroughly exhausted, the woman looked generally pleased to see her.
Ziva smiled gently 'How are you feeling?' she asked looking from her to the two bundles in her arms.
Libby shrugged 'Not bad, a little sore but nothing I can't handle...who's this?' Libby questioned with a funny smile toward Tony.
Ziva chuckled 'This is my husband Tony'
Tony held up a hand in greeting 'Congratulations' he said politely.
'Thank you!'
After 5 minutes of cooing over the babies (on Libby and Ziva's part) a man and a younger boy, who looked exactly like his father entered.
'Mommy! Mommy! Look wha' we got!' the little boy exclaimed proudly. Ziva smiled as she recognised Jake, two fluffy teddies, one pink and one blue clutched in his tiny hands.
Libby waved him over to her, the little boy responding immediately by clambering up onto one of the chairs beside his mother's bed. Holding up the teddies he said 'They for Ali and Mattu!'
Tony smiled as the little boy mispronounced one of the names, he then placed the teddies gently on his mother's lap.
'Thank you Darling! You are such a good big brother!' she remarked. Jake threw her a toothy smile 'Look Daddy! They like 'em!' Jake squealed as the little girl grasped the soft fur of her teddy tightly.
The man walked over and ruffled his son's hair lightly 'Told ya Buddy!'
Libby smiled at her boys 'Adam, this is Tony and Ziva, I met Ziva at the baby store a few weeks back with Jake!' she said as the men shook hands.
'Congrats man' Tony said grinning.
'Thanks! So you're expecting too huh?' he asked looking at Ziva with a smile, she nodded looking at Libby curiously 'Would you mind if I held one?' Ziva asked quietly.
The woman nodded vigorously 'Of course you can! Tony? Do you want a hold too?' she offered. Tony looked down at the fragile little bundle with slight worry.
Ziva seemed to notice this and with permission from Libby, lifted the baby girl into her arms gently. Ziva then moved over and instructed Tony how to position his arms. She then proceeded to place the little girl into his arms.
Jake hurried over and tugged on Tony's pants leg, looking down the little boy said 'That is Ali!' he said nodding. Tony smiled and watched as he did the same with Ziva 'Zeeba! That is Mattu!' he said trying to say her name.
Ziva sat down in one of the chairs and looked at Jake 'Do you like being a big brother, Jake?' she asked.
He nodded a smile exactly like his mother's erupting on his face 'Yeah! I play wif 'em and help mommy!' he said seriously puffing out his chest.
'What are their full names?' Tony asked Adam, Libby sound asleep with the two teddies still in her lap.
Adam moved some of the hair from his wife's face before speaking 'Ali Marie Carter and Matthew Lucas Carter' he told them.
'They are beautiful names' Ziva said softly.
Adam nodded in thanks before looking down at Jake who was rubbing his eyes with a yawn.
'Yeah, that's what I thought... Come on buddy, give mommy, your brother and sister a kiss – Time to go home' he said looking at the 4 year old.
Jake pouted and shook his head 'Nooo! I wanna stay here wif mommy!' he said irritably. Adam shook his head with a sigh.
Tony smiled at the man before getting down to Jake's height 'Hey, wanna know a trick?' he asked in true Tony fashion.
Jake's blue eyes widened in happiness and waited patiently for Tony to continue, leaning closer he said 'Y'know, the sooner you go home and go to bed – the sooner you get to come back here!' he reasoned with the child.
Jake nodded and looked at his father excitedly 'Home Daddy!' he said rushing over to kiss his brother and sister who were in their hospital cribs. After kissing his mother's cheek he looked at Tony and Ziva.
'Bye To'ee! Bye Zeeba!' he said waving.
Ziva felt her heart melt slightly at the sight, the pair waved goodbye to the little boy and Adam looked at them.
'Thanks for that Tony. He definitely inherited my wife's stubbornness! Keep in touch!' he said as the three of them plus Jake exited the room only to be passed by one of the nurses who were looking after Libby.
Tony and Ziva nodded with a smile before departing, the thought of a baby now seeming more real than ever.
A:N There we go! Awww...I couldn't help but bring Libby and the family back into the story Jake is just too cute!
I hope I made up for my shocking updating with this chapter...
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