Chapter 8 is up. I know I made it kinda obvious in the last chapter, what the twist would be, but here it is. In black and white. :) Towards the end of this chapter, it gets a little angsty.


"I think another set of congratulations are in order, for the both of you."

"Why?" Both Ziva and Tony were clearly confused by the statement.

"You're having twins."

Tony's mouth dropped open, Ziva turned around, staring at him. "Tony, you will catch bugs." She said, closing his mouth with her free hand.

"Flies Ziva. I'll catch flies."

"You are sure it is twins, Doctor Johnson?"

"Judging by this sonogram Ziva, I'd bet my career on it. Look here, both of you. On the left is the first baby, and behind it there, is the second baby. Your second child must have been hidden behind the first. Decided to come in sight now. I think they'll be fraternal."

"What does that mean?"

"That means the twins are non-identical."

"Can we tell if they're boys or girls yet, Doc?"

"I'm afraid it's too early to tell. But I can say that both babies are perfectly healthy." Nor Tony, or Ziva could keep the huge grins from their faces, another child. Two mini ninjas, Tony thought.


It took them a half hour to get back to the Navy Yard; allowing themselves a bit of alone time to let the news sink in. They had both agreed that just spitting it out, and getting out in the open as fast as possible was the best thing to do. Only Gibbs and McGee were in the bullpen.

"Hey guys."

"DiNozzo. Ziva."

"Uh McGee, Gibbs, we would like to tell you something."

"Ziver, spit it out."

"The doctor confirmed something, what we were told before was incorrect."

"Which was?" McGee moved from his desk, and stood in front of the plasma.

"That we were having a baby."

"Yeah DiNozzo we got that, what is it your trying to tell us?"

"That we are having babies not a baby."

"Twins?"

"Yeah McGoo twins!"

"Two DiNozzo's running around the place?"

"Yes Gibbs. Two children. We do not know the sex, but the doctor confirmed them both as healthy."

"I'm happy for ya both." Tony and Ziva nodded towards their boss, then sat down at their respective desks.

"Close your mouth Elf Lord."


"Hello Abby."

"Hey Ziva. I really enjoyed girl's night on Saturday with you."

"Me too. I have something to tell you."

"What is it?"

"I'm not having a baby."

Abby's face dropped three inches; the pure shock and pain written across her facial features. "You're getting an abortion!"

Ziva sent her a reassuring smile; "No, no, no. Abby, nothing like that. Tony and I are... are having twins."

Abby squealed in delight, hugging Ziva tightly. "Oh my god! Ziva that's fantastic. What about the sex?"

"We do not know yet. My doctor told us that, the twins will be fraternal?"

"Non-identical twins. Aww cute!"

Ziva pulled out the sonograms from her pocket; "Here are your copies of the sonograms. Oh and one more thing?"

"Sure."

"Tony and I are unsure of toys to get for the babies; so could you get some unisex toys? That is right, yes?"

"Yeah that's right, and sure. I'll gather some things up for the baby shower. What about clothes?"

"Maybe you could get some neutral coloured clothes, then."

"Oh my gosh, I'm right on it. I'll get the twins matching NCIS mini crime scene outfits, they'll look amazing."

"Ok Abby, I'm going to go. Gibbs will be wondering where I am."

"You got that right, Agent DiNozzo. Up to the bullpen."

"Yes Gibbs." Ziva waddled off towards the elevator; Gibbs waited til she left before speaking to Abby.

"Whatcha got Abs?"

"You're not gonna like this. I ran the blood work through tox, and I got a match. It's a seven link match to Ziva."

"A relative?"

"Yeah." Abby moved over to her computer, and clicked a few keys, before a picture, of a young olive skin- toned girl appeared on the screen. "It's Ziva's sister. Talia David."

"She's been dead for over 20 years Abs. It can't be her blood. How is this possible?"

"I don't know Gibbs; but I think someone is out to get Ziva. Or at least get her attention."

"Well they've got mine!"


"How did Abby take it?"

"She seemed happy. She wants to get two matching NCIS outfits for them."

"That sounds like Abby."

"Ziver! A word. Now!" She immediately followed him; to the secluded area near the stairs.

"Gibbs what is going on?"

"I'm putting you in agency protection."

"But why?"

"The body downstairs has a trace of blood, that's a seven link match to you."

"I do not understand."

"Abby traced some blood found in the victim's body. It's a match to Tali David."

She sighed a shaky breath before continuing; "She is dead Gibbs. It is impossible."

"However impossible it is; you're still being put under protection."

"Gibbs this is absurd. I feel protected in my home, with my husband by my side."

"Ziva! There may be someone out to get you."

"I want my husband."

"Ziva."

"Now!"

Gibbs walked away; knowing there was nothing more he could say, he left her stood alone. Back in the bullpen, the outburst had been heard, causing Tony to pace vigorously.

"DiNozzo!"

"Boss?"

"Go."

Tony sprinted out of the bullpen, following the trail in which would lead him to his wife.

When he arrived, Ziva looked confused, angry and hurt; she smiled weakly when she saw him, almost instantly falling into his slightly open arms. "Tony." She breathed, stepping into his embrace, the minute he came within spitting distance of her.

"What's wrong?" He stroked her hair tenderly.

"Gibbs thinks someone is out to get me." She mumbled into his neck, tightening her hold on his waist.

"Why would he think that?"

"Some of the blood in the victim is a match to me."

"But how is that ev-"

"It is Tali's." She stepped back a little, wanting to see his reaction.

"But uh- she died when she was a teenager, I remember you telling me."

"That much is true. I held her in my arms, as she died." Tears began forming in her eyes, Tony tightened his hold on her further, wanting to comfort her. "I do not understand myself, how her blood is in our victim. Gibbs told me, he wants me in agency protection."

"You said no didn't you?" It was a rhetorical question on his part, he already knew the answer.

"Yes."

"But Ziva-"

"No Tony. I feel safe in our home, with you and our babies." Before he could muster a response, she continued. "I realize with this job, we must keep looking over our shoulders. But, I do not want to do that, in my own home. Please Tony, do as I ask. I want your protection, just yours."

He reluctantly relented, and agreed; "Ok. But the minute something bad happens-"

"I know."

The rest of the day had been uncomfortable for both Ziva and Tony. Gibbs was still struggling to convince Ziva about the protection, and had ordered Tony to try once they got home. He had accepted the orders, but didn't follow through on them, knowing his wife would only shut down, or convince him it wasn't necessary. It was 8:30 when Tony got back home; he had been out to the store, leaving Ziva at home.

When he got in, he called her name, and got no response; he locked the door, and placed the grocery bags and his coat on the kitchen table, before going in search of his wife. He found her, curled on the bed, his warning bells instantly went off.

"Ziva? Have you been crying?"

"No."

"Don't lie to me. What got you so upset?"

"I think it is my father, trying to contact me." She whispered, incoherently, secretly hoping he wouldn't hear.

"Why would he contact you by killing someone, and injecting Tali's blood into them?"

"Because he knows the e-mails and phone calls are not working. He wants me back in Mossad, I know it."

"He's not taking you away from me. You're married, an agent and American citizen, there's no way." He sat down next to her on the bed.

"Tony you know my father, he will stop at nothing to get me back. I do not want to go back."

"I'm not gonna let him." She sat up, looking into his eyes, desperate for some consolidation.

"I love you, Tony."

"I love you too." Ziva then pushed her lips forcefully onto his, passionately kissing him, as if her life depended on it. Locking her hands tightly around his neck, scared if she let go, he would pull back or disappear. Her fears were confirmed when he did lightly push on her chest, creating a separation between them.

"Ziva, this is wrong."

"What is wrong about a husband and wife having sex?"

"You're upset. It feels like I'm taking advantage."

"Tony, I am offering myself that is not taking advantage. I need this."

"Ziva!" He warned.

"I need this to happen. I need us... Please."

He sighed, eventually agreeing with her. "Ok... Ok." He pulled her back, kissing her, giving her the distraction, she so clearly desired right now.

Outside in the street, a dark figure could be seen, staring relentlessly at the window above. "Soon Zivaleh, I will take you away from this country. You will return to our beloved Israel. Our children will be raised the right way."


There we go. I warned it was a little angsty, but I'm not 100% if that was good enough, been having writers block for a while. The review button is calling your names. :) Thanks.