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'This looks horrible.' McGee said as he took sketches of the crime scene.

'And what makes it worse it the fact that the heat is forcing decay to happen faster.' I said as I snapped a few photos. The local ME arrived on the scene and walked over to Gibbs.

'Gisella' I murmured, she was on the bed reading a book though she didn't look that into it. It was when I walked closer that I noticed that her hand was resting on her stomach making slight circles. 'Don't do this to yourself.' Her hand stilled as she looked at me.

'Do what to myself?'

'The whole "now I wish I really was pregnant" thing,' she frowned at me. 'your hand was rubbing your stomach, as you were thinking.'

'I didn't realise my hand was rubbing my stomach, and I think there is something weird with the guy I just had a meeting with.' She made a pinched face. 'get in the shower now.' I nodded with a small frown. She had never really cared if I smelt like a crime scene before.

'Boss, are you done in the shower?' I answer banging on the door.

'Yes DiNozzo I am,' I jumped as Gibbs stood right next to me. 'Ziva's in there.' I groaned. 'Go back to your room and talk to Gisella.'

'Can't, she kicked me out because of the smell of the crime scene.' There was silence in which I shook my head knowing the question circling his mind. 'She had tests came back negative, Ducky had Abs do the test and looked at the results himself.'

'How does she feel about that?' I shook my head and shrugged, as I leant against the opposite wall.

'She doesn't know what to feel, but she's been subconsciously rubbing her stomach.' Gibbs shook his head.

'She doesn't do anything subconsciously.'

'Well this was subconscious, she was thinking about the meeting she had earlier on today.' He nodded with a small frown. Gisella walked past and breezed into the bathroom, ignoring the fact that she had no idea who was in there.

'I would rather you didn't talk about me behind my back.' She said as the door swung shut. I shook my head.

'We need to do something about this boss.'

'I know.' He said with a sigh before standing up and walking away. 'Distract her with wedding talk.' I rolled my eyes as Ziva and Gisella walked out of the bathroom together.

'What were you doing in there?' I asked, with a sly smile. Gisella was holding her breath as she smiled and walked off. Ziva smiled softly.

'Just shower.' She said with a small smile, 'something is down with her.'

'up, something is up with her, Zee-vah.' She smiled again before walking off.

'Gisella, come on.' I complained as she got dressed the following morning.

'No, I am not telling you.' She answered her arms bending back to do her bra up.

'But Gisella, your meant to tell me things that are bothering you.'

'When it comes to work, I'm not supposed to.' She left the room, in her bra and shorts. I groaned as I heard McGee drop something, probably his laptop, as she stalked off. I hurried out of the bedroom and saw her on her phone again. Gibbs walked out of his room with a frown.

'Whose phone was going off.' Gisella held her hand up as she continued speaking, in a different European language. 'Thank God she picked up, it was sending me insane.' He muttered before walking into the bathroom. I groaned and made my way back to the bedroom to finish getting ready for the day.

'So what did you do, to make her annoyed at you this morning?' Ziva asked.

'She muttered something under her breath, after waking up from a nightmare, so I asked what she had said and she avoided the question. So…'

'you continued asking?' I nodded before reading everything we had so far on the case.

'so how are you going with the house?' McGee asked, walking over to us with cups of coffee.

'What house?' Ziva asked. I shot him a look too which he smirked.

'Tony brought her a house in Italy, with a vineyard,' Ziva smiled.

'She will like that.' I nodded.

'It helps that my Nona is thinking of moving to be closer to her sister. The house is really big, so I could have somebody living there to look after it, as well as my Nona.' Ziva nodded. 'And it's like a twenty minutes train ride to Nice and is close enough to Milan for her to go shopping every once in a while.' Ziva nodded.

'So how is Gisella's present for him coming along?' McGee asked Ziva, knowing that it would make me curious.

'Good actually, though the present she keeps telling me is the present is not the actual present,' she said with a frown. I chuckled slightly.

'I know what Gibbs is getting us,' Ziva and Tim looked at me with amused smiles.

'And what is the boss getting you?'

'He's building us a dining table.'

'And you know this how?'

'Because he asked Gisella how big she would want it, and I was involved with the measurements.' McGee frowned, as Ziva smiled.

'So, I now know to never eat on that table.' I chuckled with her before nodding.

'That is sick.' Tim muttered as my head started tingling before actually being hit.

'DiNozzo, I thought I never wanted to hear about your personal life at work.'

'Sorry boss.' I said as he started to walk away.

'Rule six.' He said over his shoulder.