Title: Hard to Find
Rating: T (same as the show to be safe)
Disclaimer: I am poor barista who has been on a leave of absence for months. I am not making money off this just curing boredom. NCIS still belongs to its network, creator, writers, actors, actresses and countless other not me people who bring it to life weekly.
Summary: It took too long for Ziva and Tony to show they had feelings for each other. Who said a kiss is all they shared in Israel? Starts with the birth of their son, and goes back to show how they got there.
Notes: Tony has a run in with the doctor who he's flirted with in the past, and is a little loopy for Ziva. This part came from watching too many you tube clips. Him being hurt wasn't supposed to be so long but that's how it worked out I hope it works.

As they waited she took his hand and for a moment he relaxed just staring up at her. She then leaned in and kissed him softly before she pulled a chair that was in the corner closer. She again took his hand, tracing a pattern on it with her fingers softly. He smiled at her, what she was doing was helping him to relax and felt a lot less restless. The two of them were relieved when the doctor came through the door holding a clipboard. They knew that meant he would likely get to go home soon.

"Who is this Mister DiNozzo?" the doctor asked him, as she worked on removing his IV drip.

"My wife," he replied, with a sly smile.

"You don't remember me, do you?"

"Should I?"

The woman rolled her eyes. "You're a piece of work Anthony DiNozzo, you really are. Are you asking your co-worker to pose as your wife to take the heat off you?"

"We're not co-workers anymore, we eloped she's my wife for real," he explained then looked at Ziva. "You're stuck with me Ziva David- I mean DiNozzo."

"All right, all right very special agent DiNozzo I believe you," sighed the doctor.

"You look very familiar to me and you must have met me before to have used that description I only use it on select special people." He then turned to Ziva, and whispered. "Do you remember her?" But she shook her head in reply.

"I have treated you before," the doctor assured him. "It was a few years ago however."

He thought back to what name she'd given him when he first came in. "Doctor Black? I don't remember a Doctor Black. I usually remember doctors 'cause to be honest I don't really like 'em had one mess with my heart, you know how it is."

"Funny because the last time I saw you you were hitting on me, you even asked me out, then you backtracked once your head injury started to heal."

"Hot Doctor Leslie!" Both the women in the room glared at him. "Okay, okay I remember you now. I'm sorry I was an ass back then, that's not the drugs talking. But Ziva really is my wife, that's not the meds either, look see wedding band!" He held up his hand and stared at it for a moment. "She's pregnant too."

"I noticed that."

"The baby's mine."

"Tony why did you feel the need to say that?" asked Ziva.

"I don't know. You know how I get on pain medication. Please don't shoot me, or ninja kick me."

Ziva rolled her eyes. "Doctor when can he go home?"

"I was just getting his release papers together. He'll need a few days off his feet, he's got a pretty good sprain, and he's acting like he's bumped his head so if he continues to act odd feel free to bring him back. I'll give you a prescription for some more medication, but only use it if you really have to."

"Thank you, and trust me I will only use it if he really starts to whine."

Tony began to smile. "I love you so much Zee-vah, nothing happened between me and the doctor, you know?"

"I know Tony," Ziva assured him. "How about we get you home and to bed?"

"I like the sound of that. Are you going to get in bed with me?"

She shook her head. "Not in the way you are hoping in the shape you are in."

She signed the paperwork she needed to sign. Glad that he didn't have to stay, and his injury really was just a sprain to his ankle and nothing major. She knew that the next time she got a call like that it could be a lot worse, but she tried not to think about it. They left the hospital and they got into the car the second they were in he began to clutch the handle on the roof.

"Tony what are you doing?" she asked him.

"I know how you drive," he told her. "I promised Ziva I wouldn't get hurt again."

She shook her head, not sure what to say to that. "My driving is not that bad!"

"I've heard that before." He then smiled at her, still holding onto the handle, his head resting against the head rest. "You're beautiful. I love you."

"Tony, try to get some rest."

"Mm, no, you said you were putting me to bed. I'm staying awake 'til you tuck me in and kiss me goodnight."

She rolled her eyes. "Tony!" she snapped.

"I'll be good."

His head then started to bop to the music and before she knew what was going he was signing along the music. She sighed softly, but oddly his terrible, and out of tune singing seemed like an improvement over his earlier ramblings. Since she had become pregnant she had been trying hard to drive more carefully, and she was glad when she pulled onto their street, and the building they lived in came into view. She knew she would miss the apartment they now shared when they found the larger home that suited their needs for their growing family.

"Home sweet home," DiNozzo said as she parked.

"For now," she reminded him. "Although I suppose we will have to put that on hold until you can put more weight on your foot."

"Right I'm a DiNozzo we're quick healers."

"I hope so because I may shoot you if you're on this medication too long."

"I promise I'll try to be good." They got out of the car and she went up to their floor, and to the door, opening it for them.

"You're really coming home with me!" Tony exclaimed.

"We are married Tony," she growled at him practically pushing him through the door.

He fed his fish out of habit and then went into the bathroom to brush his teeth, and came out in his boxers and climbed into bed. Ziva came in a few minutes later, and went into the first bathroom as well. She came back into the room in one of his old shirts. He couldn't help but stare at her as she climbed into bed him get into the bed with him, she was getting slower as the pregnancy came along.

"Gibbs is going to kill me when he finds out about this," he told her.

"No, he is not, it will all be clear in the morning, Tony, goodnight."

"What no nookie?"

"I am sick of learning about aphorisms for sex!"

"Euphemisms," he corrected.

"Whatever, go to sleep before I slip you a tranquiliser."

He nodded. "I love you Ziva."

She kissed him softly. "I love you too Tony, goodnight."

He rolled over and moments later he was asleep, leaving her wide awake. Her mind was racing about what had happened. She knew that it could happen in his line of work, and she'd seen him get through much worse, but it was different now. She knew it would only get harder as time went on, and hoped she would not have to deal with this often. For the first time in a long time she prayed before she fell asleep, asking god to always bring him home. She knew it was going to be the first of many similar prayers.

Notes: I liked how this turned out. Let me know if you did. Thanks as always for the support on this.