(A Few Weeks Or So)

The familiar sound of the dinging of the elevator penetrated through the mist of Android Lust, making Abby turn around only to see her friend bent over the trashcan by the door.

"Good morning to you too." Abby gave a sarcastic smile.

Ziva lifted her head, wiping away a small chunk from the side of her mouth and gave Abby an amused smile, which disappeared as suddenly as it appeared. "Morning sickness." she muttered, reaching for the bottle of mouthwash Abby kept by the sink just for her.

"Yea that's been your excuse all week." she replied sarcastically as Ziva gurgled the blue liquid. Ziva gave her a quick glare before spitting out into the sink. "You okay?" she asked concerned as Ziva put a hand to her head and walked slightly unsteadily towards Abby.

She let out a breath and took her hand from her head. "Yes." she nodded.

"So? What brings you down here?" she asked tuning back to the computer.

"They are off raiding the warehouse we think Hernandez may be and Gibbs insisted that I stay." she sounded frustrated.

"Looks like your desk duty's starting early." Abby said lightheartedly.

Ziva rolled her eyes and leaned against the metal table. "Do you need my assistance in anyway?" she asked, although it sounded more like a plea.

"Unless you know how to neutralize the ions in hydroxide and sodium…" Ziva gave her a questioning look. "Thought so. Nah, I'm good."

Ziva let out a frustrated sigh. "I hate standing here like a log in the dirt."

"Stick in the mud." Abby corrected automatically. "And why don't you see if Ducky needs anything?"

"If I have to ride that dreaded machine one more time I will no longer have anything to upcuck."

"Upchuck Ziva, jeez what's it been like 5 years?" she asked playfully. "Come on, you can watch the finger print analysis for me, see if we get a match." she went into the next room and grabbed a chair, which Ziva plopped right into.

"I am starting to show." Abby heard Ziva state a few minutes in. She turned around to see the bottom of Ziva top by her rib cage as she was inspecting her small, yet defined bump taking over her stomach. She placed a hand tenderly on the spot, it was harder than she remembered and a tad bit rounder.

"A little." Abby shrugged. "But that's nothing compared to what's to come. You should have seen my sister-in-law, she was huge. And when she was really far along it took like 3 of us to get her up off the couch and-" but her rambling was cut off by a subtle growl of Ziva's stomach. Ziva looked down at her exposed stomach. "Hungry?" she said tiredly. "That is all this baby does. Eat!" she said getting up and heading towards Abby stash of granola bars.

"Well, it can't do much." she replied sarcastically. "And plus it's a growing little ninja, it needs its Retinol and Calciferol." she said with a smile.

Ziva took out a few blueberry granola bars and came back towards Abby. "Do you have any ketchup?" she asked casually, ripping the plastic off the first bar.

"You did not just ask me that." Abby said in disbelief.

"Do you or don't you!" she said angrily.

Abby's head flinched back in surprise. "Mm, someone's a moody little mother-to-be." she snorted opening a drawer. "Thankfully for you, me and McGee got Wendy's last night." she said proudly tossing her a few packet of ketchup and some napkins. She watched in disgust as Ziva squeezed the ketchup onto the napkin and began dipping the granola into it. "Do you have any pepper?"

Abby's eyes widened in disbelief but her expression was replaced with a smile. "I'll go check."

A few not so good combinations of condiments later, Ziva finished with a smile as Abby had watched her eat in awe. "I am never getting pregnant."

Ziva let out a chuckle as she got up to throw out the napkins. "That was delicious." she said with an admirable sigh.

"I can think of a few other 'd' words to describe that." Abby said as her face began to regain its ivory tone.

"I really hope this is all worth it." Abby looked at her in confusion. "I mean all the throwing up, the mood swings, and cravings. And now this." she exclaimed pointing to her slight baby bump.

"Ziva, not that I would know or anything, but I think that when you get to hold the little bundle of joy, you're gunna forget all about all this." she let out a small chuckle.

"I hope you are right." Ziva said a slightly absently. It was not like she was having doubts or anything; she knew having a child was going to be a challenge that she was more than willing to accept. But she had no clue how much of a pain pregnancy was, and she had no idea that this was just the beginning.

And for some reason, she was just fine with that.