Author's Note-Wow, you guys are quick! I guess I'm gonna have to step up my game if I'm going to stay ahead of you. :D NYLF xx


Ziva followed Gibbs' advice and by the end of the week, she was even able to take the elevator without having to throw up afterwards. Abby had stopped worrying so much about the children being at day-care and bullpen life had returned to as normal as usual. They still hadn't caught a case and by now, were completely up-to-date with their paperwork. This almost unheard of phenomenon had McGee almost constantly in the lab and Tony playing on his wife and boss' last nerve with his continuous throwing of paper airplanes. The third time one of his office record breaking planes glided by her forehead; Ziva put it into the top draw of her desk and locked it, before placing the key in her bra: all without looking up from the book she was reading.

"Zi, we're married, do you really think that's gonna stop me from getting it?" Gibbs glared at him over the top of his paper.

"It will in my presence." He growled. Ziva smiled as she watched Tony sink back into his chair from the corner of her eye.

"Fine." He sulked; looking so much like Oscar that Ziva couldn't help but chuckle. Both men turned to her, the first distraction in several hours. "What?"

"Oh, nothing." She chuckled, her eyes never wavering from the right to left script of her book. "I was just debating whether I should give you a juice box and a nap before you get too cranky." Gibbs chuckled as Tony scrunched up a ball and threw it at his wife who, as always, caught it and repeated the airplane process. "You can have them back at home time if you are good." Gibbs laughed out loud at the look of petulance on his senior field agent's face.

"You should have gone into teaching preschoolers, Ziver." He quipped. She smiled.

"I married one; I have no desire to teach them." Tony feigned horror which quickly turned into a smile when she winked at him. Tony pulled out his phone and started texting people, knowing that anymore antics and his wife may just shoot him, if his boss didn't beat her to it.

More than an hour had passed and the only change was the McGee had returned to his seat.

"Ziver?" Gibbs questioned as she got up from her desk suddenly.

"Sorry, Gibbs, I will be just a minute." With that she rushed off.

"What's wrong with her?" McGee asked as both he and Gibbs turned to look at Tony.

"I think she might have a water infection, she keeps running off to the head at random intervals. She won't let me take her to a doctor though." Tony smiled but quickly stopped when he saw the look his colleagues were giving him.

"I'm gonna go…be somewhere else." McGee stated before leaving quickly. Gibbs glared after him.

"Tony." Gibbs started slightly awkwardly. "Have you ever thought, that maybe, she doesn't have a water infection?" Tony only looked at him questioningly. "One of the symptoms of pregnancy is the need to hit the head a lot."

"She's not pregnant." Tony stated with finality shaking his head for emphasis.

"Are you sure?" Gibbs pressed gently, rounding his desk to sit on Ziva's, opposite his senior field agent.

"We're safe, every time." Tony shook his head. "I wouldn't risk her life like that boss." Meanwhile Ziva was on her way back until McGee stopped her just out of sight of the bullpen.

"What is going on?" She asked quietly.

"Just listen."

"Tony, I'm not suggesting that you would but…"

"No, boss, you don't understand. Ziva is the single most precious thing to me in the entire world. I would not risk her life by being careless enough to get her pregnant again." Ziva felt her heart sink as she listened to her husband. "You know what she went through Gibbs. How can you think I would allow that again?"

"Because you cannot control everything." Ziva stated as she entered the bullpen swiftly followed by McGee who decided sitting quietly at his desk would be the best option right now. Tony turned to face his wife, disbelief written across his features.

"Are you saying that he's right? Are you pregnant?"

"I do not know but I would not be surprised."

"But we're so careful. Every single time." Ziva's eyes dropped to the floor and Gibbs sighed. "Zi?"

"Shall we not have this discussion here?" She asked rhetorically before heading back to the restrooms. Tony looked at his boss and after he waved him off, followed his wife.