Tony was sitting in his living room on his black couch. He opened the paper and continued his search for the perfect place. He had organized a house viewing for tomorrow morning with Ziva. He just hoped that she would like the house. He glanced at his watch and noticed the time.

"Damn! I'm missing it!" He grabbed his remote from the coffee table and turned on the TV, changing it to a football game that was on. He was watching the football game on TV, when he heard a crash in the kitchen. He jumped up.

"Ziva, are you ok in there?" he called out. There was no answer. He ran into the kitchen to find Ziva on the floor attempting to pull herself up. Tony laughed as he walked over to her.

"Let me help you there, pudgy," he said as he pulled Ziva up. She glowered at him.

"Never call me that again, Tony," she growled. Tony smiled.

"I'm just saying, you've got to be careful when you're in the kitchen cooking, especially because you're rounder and all."

Ziva picked up the chopping knife she had been using before she slipped and weighed it in her hand. "You mention anything about my weight again, and I'll make sure this goes straight through that big head of yours. Got that?"

Tony nodded. "Yes ma'am." He left the kitchen quickly and sat back down in the living room, continuing to watch his game. He was watching for a few minutes before the smell of homemade cooking wafted into the living room. He got up and walked into the kitchen, where Ziva was stirring a pot of what seemed to be curry on the stove. He smiled as he walked leisurely behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He put his head on her shoulder and kissed her softly on the cheek. Ziva smiled.

"When are we going to tell them then?" Ziva asked. Tony looked confused.

"Tell who?"

"Tell the rest of the team that we are thinking about moving."

"I dunno. Next time we see them, I guess." Tony's attention turned to the food on the stove. It smelt delicious.

"Mmmm, food." He moved his left hand off Ziva's waist and carefully brought it towards the pot of curry. He was about to dip his finger in when Ziva slapped the back of his hand.

"No tasting until dinner."

"Oh come on – just one taste?" Tony tried to move his hand towards the pot again. This time Ziva took his hand and placed it on the side of her belly. She felt him smile as one of the babies kicked. She removed his hands from around her and reached over to the side counter where the lid to the pot was. She covered the pot with the lid, then turned to Tony. He had moved to the other side of the room, and was apparently searching for something to snack on in the fridge. Ziva laughed.

"Dinner will be ready in about fifteen minutes, so don't stuff yourself." She walked back into the living room and sat on the couch, flipping the channels with the remote before finally settling on a comedy. Tony walked in holding a bowl of peanuts. He stopped when he noticed the channel.

"Hey! I was watching the football!" He dropped down onto the chair beside Ziva and attempted to snatch the TV remote out of her hand. She playfully moved it away from him.

"Can't a pregnant woman watch what she wants to watch?" she asked. Tony tried to reach for the remote again, but this time she pulled it away further. Tony put the bowl of peanuts down on the coffee table as Ziva got up and slowly moved away from Tony with the remote still in her hand. When Tony turned back to her he realized that she was on the other side of the room, cautiously moving away from him. He grinned.

"Give me back the remote now, Ziva."

Ziva smiled as she moved towards the far wall. "No."

Tony slowly walked towards her, backing her up against the wall. Ziva froze against the wall. Tony stood face to face with Ziva, and was just about to pin her to the wall when there was a knock on the door. Tony's eyes opened wide with shock. Ziva smiled.

"Did I not tell you that we were having a visitor?" Ziva asked. Tony rolled his eyes and went to open the front door. Ziva followed, not far behind.

Abby and McGee stood at the door, waiting for it to open. McGee checked his watch.

"How long does it take to open a door?" McGee asked Abby impatiently. Abby rolled her eyes.

"I don't know. It depends on what they were doing at the time, McGee."

"And what do you think they were doing, Abs?"

Abby and McGee spun round to see Gibbs standing behind them. Gibbs grinned.

"You didn't expect me, did ya Tim?"

McGee shook his head and turned back just in time to see Tony open the door with a grinning Ziva behind him. Tony turned to Ziva.

"A visitor?"

Ziva shrugged. "Well, there is more than one now."

Tony glared at her.

"I'll just check on dinner." Ziva backed away slowly. Tony cleared his throat. Ziva paused for a moment before walking beside him. Tony held out his hand. Ziva groaned as she dropped the remote into his hand and headed to the kitchen, rubbing her belly the whole way there. Tony moved aside to welcome in the 'unexpected' visitors. Just as he closed the door, there was a knock on it. Tony reopened the door to find Ducky standing at the door. Ducky smiled.

"Ah, dear Anthony! I heard you were having guests over for dinner? Ziva told me she was making a curry." Ducky walked in. "You know, I this reminds me of a time when I met a fine young lady, very similar to Ziva. She made this absolutely wonderful curry. Turns out a few days later she appeared on my autopsy table. She turned out to be an international assassin and someone shot her driving down a highway. Terrible experience for me." He headed towards the living room where Gibbs, Abby and McGee were sitting on Tony's couch watching the comedy that Ziva had left on the TV. Tony sighed and chucked the remote at McGee. McGee gladly took the remote and flipped the channels, stopping on the baseball game that was on. Abby rolled her eyes and got up to go to the kitchen as Tony, Gibbs and McGee grinned. Tony sat down in the spot where Abby had been sitting and watched the game. Ducky smiled.

"You boys and your sports," he said as he sat down to join them.

Abby watched Ziva as she carefully took the lid off the pot. She watched closely as Ziva took a spoon and tasted some of it. She smiled.

"Everything has to be just perfect, huh?"

Ziva chuckled as she tossed the spoon in the sink and covered the pot. She spun to face Abby, who was now sitting at Tony's table.

"I guess after living with Tony for so long I've learn that he won't eat anything less than perfect." Ziva moved to sit at the table beside Abby.

"Oh, Tony. He's such a fussy eater." Abby smiled and shook her head as Ziva sat down. Ziva nodded.

"I know, but it's eventually worth it."

"Worth it? How?"

"He provides the shelter. Plus, when he's in a good mood and being mature he can be sweet and considerate."

Abby smiled. "I'm glad you two get along sometimes."

Ziva turned to the rice cooker on the counter. The rice was ready. She was about to get up when Abby looked at her face.

"Wow, Ziva. You look exhausted."

Ziva chuckled as she stood up. "It's what I get for living with DiNozzo."

Abby smiled and stood up. "You go get changed and call the guys. I'll get dinner ready."

Ziva was about to protest when she noticed she was wearing one of Tony's old t-shirts and a pair of joggers. She nodded and walked to the bedroom to change. A few minutes later she came out wearing a white long-sleeved maternity top with a cream-coloured cardigan and a pair of black maternity trousers. She had her hair tied back in a ponytail with a fluffy white hair band. Abby smiled when she came back into the kitchen.

"You look great!" she squealed as she hugged Ziva. Ziva managed to look at the table and gasped. Six plates had been laid out on the table, each with a fair amount of rice and curry on it. Cutlery had been laid out by each of the plates. In the middle of the table there was an empty vase. Abby let go when she noticed what Ziva was looking at. She smiled.

"Abby, this looks perfect…" Ziva whispered. Abby shrugged.

"It wasn't that hard. I need some flowers, though."

Ziva walked through the living room and onto Tony's balcony to get some flowers. She took a bunch and walked back through the living room into the kitchen. She would have been surprised by the fact that not one of the boys noticed her walking past. They just continued to watch the TV. Ziva laughed at the thought as she put the flowers in the vase. Abby gasped.

"They look beautiful! By the way, are you gonna call the guys in?"

Ziva headed to the kitchen doorway. "Guys, time for dinner!" She watched as Ducky came into the kitchen but the other three men stayed sitting, eyes glued to the TV. Ziva sighed and went for the remote, but Tony moved it out of her reach.

"Not this time, honey," he laughed. Ziva narrowed her eyes at him, then turned to the TV. She had an idea. She went to the plug behind the TV and pulled it out, turning it off. She smiled when the three men yelled, "Hey!" She turned to them.

"It's time for dinner, guys! Ducky's already in there, and we don't want your dinner to get cold." She headed back into the kitchen and the three men reluctantly followed her. They froze when they got to the decorated table.

"Wow," McGee said. Tony looked at Ziva and Abby, who were sat opposite each other at the table.

"Did you do all this?"

"Not without Abby's help. Now come – sit down."

Tony, McGee and Gibbs sat down at the table. Tony sat next to Ziva and McGee sat opposite him, next to Abby. Gibbs sat at the head of the table and Ducky sat at the other end of the table. Tony smiled as he caressed Ziva's hand.

"Dig in everyone!"

The group sat and chatted as they ate the curry. At least five times, "Ziva, this is delicious," was mentioned. Ziva smiled every time someone said that. Ducky told a story on how once he traveled to India and his adventures there. Abby and Ziva laughed as Tony and McGee started making jokes at the table against each other. Gibbs rolled his eyes at that.

"So, what's for dessert?" Tony asked when they had finished their meal. He sat back in his chair, stuffed by the meal he had just had. Ziva patted his belly.

"You've eaten all that food, and you still have room for dessert?" she asked.

"Yup," Tony lied.

Abby giggled. "I thought you were on a diet Tony."

"I still am. This is just a one-off."

"Well this one-off is over, because even I can see that you can't eat any more, Tony."

He turned to Ziva and raised his eyebrows. She nodded.

"No more food, Tony. You look like you will… uh…" She looked at Abby. Abby got the message.

"Burst?"

"Yes, burst. Tony, you look like you will burst if you have any more to eat."

"How about something to drink then?" Gibbs offered. Tony shook his head.

"Not in the mood tonight."

"You haven't been since you found out that I was pregnant," Ziva pointed out. Tony shrugged. Suddenly Tony remembered something.

"Hey, didn't you say that you wanted to tell the team something?"

Ziva remembered the conversation from earlier on that evening. She noticed everyone's eyes were on her. She took a deep breath before speaking.

"Tony and I were thinking about moving –"

"Moving?" Abby exclaimed. "Where?"

"A bigger house in this neighborhood. We've got a house viewing for tomorrow morning," Tony explained.

"Why are you moving?" McGee asked.

"Well, Timothy, if they are going to raise two young children they need more space," Ducky answered him. "I mean, a single bedroom apartment is definitely not the place to raise a child, let alone two."

Gibbs checked his watch, then rose from the table. "I should be getting home. It's getting late. Come on Ducky. McGee, Abby, see you tomorrow at eight." He strode out of the room and out of the apartment. Ducky smiled as he left the room.

"I'll see you two lovebirds soon."

McGee and Abby got up as they heard the front door close.

"We'd better get going, then. I'm not sure what Sarah would say if I got home late again."

"Yeah, and McGee's got to drop me off first." Abby walked out and McGee followed her. Tony helped Ziva up and went with her to see Abby and McGee off. They stood at the front door, side by side, and watched Abby and McGee head away from their apartment. Tony's arm slipped around Ziva's waist, and Ziva's head rested on Tony's shoulder. Abby smiled as she glanced over at the couple. McGee looked over to where she was looking.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"I'm glad they finally got together, because I have a feeling they're gonna need each other."