Hey there, I'm back (: This chapter didn't work out as planned, but sometimes the characters just do as they want to and us writers just have to go along with it (;
Thank you to The-Black-Devil for Beta-ing this for me and for giving me suggestions to what could happen when I'm stuck.
Pretty please with chocolate sauce leave a review and make my day! :D
I don't own NCIS, if I did, season eight would have ended differently and Ziva and Tony would have small David-DiNozzo babies running around.
TIVATIVATIVATIVATIVATIVA
The case about Lieutenant Commander Jack Donnell was quickly solved. It turned out that it was his mistress' boyfriend who had killed him out of jealousy and insecurity, because even though the Commander and Sophie had ended their affair long time ago, Sophie's boyfriend, Casper, was afraid that she would return to the Commander now that he was divorced for good.
The next weeks were pretty quiet. There was a Petty Officer who died of an overdose and the investigation turned out that he had done it himself, by accident. Besides the small case, there was paperwork from the case about Jack Donnell and other smaller cases the team had solved in the last couple of months.
The team had a lot of free-time in those couple of weeks since Gibbs didn't have the patience for watching them sulking around, so they were usually dismissed at around 5 to 5:30 PM. That gave Tony a lot of time to read his book.
"Zee?" he asked one day while they were lying in bed, reading.
"Hmm?"
"When is that thing you were talking about?"
Ziva looked away from her book and at him. "What are you talking about, Tony?"
"You know, that thing in this book that I would most definitely ask you about."
"Oh, probably soon," she said and went back to her book.
Half an hour later Tony finally got to the part. "Whoa!" he exclaimed.
"I told you," Ziva said without taking her eyes off her book.
Tony leaned over to her, grabbed her book and threw it away. "You wanna try it?" he asked with a sexy smile.
"You threw my book away!" was the only answer he got.
"Come on, Zee, you know you can find the place. Wanna try the thing in the book? I found it really interesting.
Ziva rolled her eyes, "Of course you did."
"Yeah," he whispered into her ear in between the kisses he was placing on the side of her neck. He moved his body so he was straddling her and her hands moved to his head where her fingers tangled in his soft hair.
It didn't take long before Ziva willingly gave into Tony's actions and together they recreated the scene of the book in their own personal way.
"Tony?" Ziva asked. They had been lying in bed close together ever since the passion of their love making had taken them over the edge.
"Yeah?" he asked softly.
"You ever think about what we are going to do when the baby gets here?" she asked.
"Sure, I think about it."
"I mean, do you think about where we are going to live, or if we are even going to work out. Do you think we'll make good parents, with our jobs, I mean. It is not easy to get time off and to come home early and all of that."
"Of course we are going to be good parents Zee! Okay, I know we haven't had the best role models but we have the team and they are all going to help us. And I want to move in with you. I don't know where, if it's going to be at your place or at my place or if we're going to find a new place, but we will live together. And if we fight hard enough we are going to work out, and if we don't Abby will be there in three seconds, kicking our butts."
Ziva laughed lightly. "Yeah, you are probably right. Thanks Tony."
"You're welcome Sweet Cheeks," he told her and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
TIVATIVATIVATIVATIVATIVA
A month later
TIVATIVATIVATIVATIVATIVA
Tony and Ziva stormed into the bullpen ten minutes late, only receiving a glaring look from their boss and a scarce glace from McGee. They both sat down at their desks and started up their computers without a word. An hour later the stiff silence was finally broken by a bubbling happy Forensic Scientist whom instantly noticed the awkwardness of the situation.
"Oh-kay," Abby said, standing in the middle of the bullpen, her hands raised and her eyes wide. "What is going on here?" she asked. Abby first turned to look at McGee who looked just as confused as she did but just went along with the silence because he didn't want to get on anyone's bad side. Abby's turned to Tony next who just kept staring at his computer, pretending to work. Ziva was next, she sat looking at the computer, not as intently as Tony, but she didn't seem to want to answer Abby's questions. At last, Abby turned to Gibbs who sat leaned back in his chair, sipping the last drops of coffee from his cup. "Anyone who wants to explain?" she asked, her patience slowly slipping.
"Abs," Gibbs said.
Abby quickly tuned to face Gibbs, letting him know he had her attention.
"You need anything?"
"Yeah," she said as she stepped closer to Gibbs' desk. "I need someone to explain why this awkward silence is hanging over my team!"
"I mean, why did you come up here?" Gibbs asked, dodging her demand.
Abby sighed. She knew she wasn't going to get anywhere with Gibbs. "I finally got a match for the DNA from the cold case with Maria Julian, and a match for the bullet from the cold case with George Hamlet."
"Okay," Gibbs said, "Log it and we'll look at it later."
"Why not now Gibbs? You've been waiting for something to happen for the last month and a half."
Gibbs stood and walked to Abby's side, he gave her a light kiss on the cheek, "Go back down to your lab, Abs."
Abby gave him a glare and turned on her heel and waked down to her lab.
"Going for coffee," Gibbs announced as he walked towards the elevator.
Tony breathed in relief when Gibbs was out of sight and relaxed back into his chair. Ziva's stiff shoulders relaxed slightly and she leaned down to fetch a couple of crackers from her bag.
McGee noticed the change in his co-workers but didn't mention it; he locked his computer and went down to Abby's, eager to spend some time with her.
As Tony and Ziva sat there alone he reviewed the reason for why everything was so strained.
Yesterday morning:
"Ziva, you can't go to work today, you're too sick."
It was the fourth, or fifth no one counted anymore, time he had told her so this morning.
Ziva sat in the bed, trying to keep the nausea at bay, which didn't really go to well. "Fine," she sighed, "But you call Gibbs and tell him."
"Okay. Lie down and I'll go get my phone and I'll call Gibbs."
Ziva slowly lay down on the bed, her head raised by the two pillows she had gathered. Tony returned to the bedroom with the phone close to his ear, 'It's ringing' he mouthed to her and pointed to the device in question.
"Shepard," the other end announced sleepily.
"Director?" Tony asked surprised.
"Agent DiNozzo, why are you calling me this early?"
"Ehm, I'm not Ma'am, I'm calling Gibbs," Tony said as he made a face, even though only Ziva could see it.
There was some scrambling on the other end and a couple of whispered 'Jethro's before Gibbs came to the phone.
"Gibbs," he said with a sleep laced voice.
"Hey Boss, it's Tony, I was just going to say that Ziva and I aren't coming to work today, she isn't feeling good and I'm going to take care of her," Tony said in a mostly professional voice, with only a few snickers breaking through.
"Okay," Gibbs said after a moments of contemplation, "Take good care of her."
"I will Boss," Tony said right before he hung up.
Tony turned to look at Ziva, "I think Gibbs and the Director are sleeping together," he told her as he lay down on the bed next to her.
"Have you just found that out now?" she asked him, not bothering to turn her head to look at him since even the smallest movement triggered the nausea.
"Yeah. How long have you known?"
"For a while," she said. "I caught them kissing."
"Oh, well, that explains a lot."
"How so?" she asked.
"Well, he didn't totally flip when we told him about us."
"When you out blabbered us," she corrected him.
"Right, sorry Sweet Cheeks," he said as he took hold of her hand and squeezed it lightly.
"Tony, Tony, Tony!" Ziva shook Tony out of his flashback and he looked at her.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked him.
"Oh, I was thinking about yesterday morning," he answered with a smile.
Ziva smiled, "Me too. I think it annoys Gibbs more that it annoys the Director that we found out."
"Yeah, me too," Tony answered with a smile. "Do you wanna grab lunch together?"
Ziva looked at the watch on her computer, "It's not for another three hours, Tony."
"I know, but I just thought I would ask."
"Sure, we can have lunch together," Ziva said and turned back to her paperwork.
Gibbs returned ten minutes later, with an extra large black coffee in hand. His phone ran just as he sat down and Tony and Ziva stopped their work in case they had to 'gear up'. Gibbs hung up and rose from his chair, receiving a curious stare from both his agents.
"A case, Boss?" Tony asked.
Gibbs shook his head. "No." He left without any other answer.
Gibbs jumped up the stairs and when Tony and Ziva saw where he was going they gave each other a knowing glace and a small smile before they both turned back to their computers.
When Gibbs walked into the Directors office she was sitting, looking at the flat screen TV that hung on the wall behind the conference table. At this moment it showed a picture of the bullpen, specifically the part where 'the team' was sitting. Gibbs gave the screen a scarce glance before he turned to face his boss, and lover.
"Any reason to why you are watching my team?" he asked her.
"I was watching because I know how you get when people figure something out that they shouldn't know," Jenny said with a clam voice.
"Come on Jen, I'm not that bad."
"Yes, you are," Jenny said with a small smile that wasn't supposed to break through.
Gibbs sighed, only she could make him feel guilty. "Fine, I won't let it bother me anymore."
"Okay. I believe that Ziva has know for a while anyway," she said, her smile breaking through fully now. ยจ
Gibbs was surprised, he hadn't know that she suspected, okay, she was a spy so she didn't let things show, but he was a damn good agent, he should have noticed. "Really?" he said.
"Yes, she's been giving me small secretive smiles for a while and she continued after Tony and she had gone public."
"Hmm," was the only response she received from him. "Was there a reason to why I had to come up here?"
"Yes, I just wanted to tell you that you have to get over that they know, there is no reason for you to give them 'the silent treatment'."
"I'm always silent, Jen."
"I know," she said. "But usually you're silent in an 'I'm just silent' manner, today you've been silent in an 'I'm gonna kill you if you speak' manner." She rose from where she had been sitting and waked to stand in front of him. She hugged him and gave him a light kiss to the lips before she good naturedly dismissed him.
Gibbs went back downstairs and saw that Tony and Ziva were working quietly. "DiNozzo, Ziver." Both of the agents looked up to let him know he had their attention. "Don't mention it." Gibbs simply said before he sat down in his chair and stared at his computer, trying to make it do as he wanted it to without touching anything.
Tony and Ziva glanced at each other and Tony shrugged his shoulders in an indifferent 'Okay' motion. Ziva nodded to him and returned to her work once again.
After lunch McGee returned to his desk and from there on the time slowly rolled by until it hit 6 PM and Gibbs sent the team home since sitting at their desks doing, almost, nothing didn't really do anything for good team spirit.
McGee went to collect Abby, they were going to have dinner together, and as soon as everyone was out the door Gibbs ran up the stairs to drag Jenny home for a good meal. Tony and Ziva decided to bring home some take-out and eat it while sitting together on the couch, watching some movie Tony would enjoy and Ziva could handle without wanting to shoot it.
Three hours later Tony and Ziva snuggled up in bed together since the pregnancy was beginning to take energy out of Ziva.
"Sweet Cheeks?" Tony asked when they finally lay down.
"Yeah"?
"When is your next check-up?"
"Hmm, I think it is in two weeks, I wrote it down somewhere."
"Okay, am I still going with you?" he asked.
"Of course you are!" Ziva said and turned so she could see his face. "You do want to come, right?"
"Of course I want to come," Tony said, almighty a little hesitantly.
"What's wrong, Tony?" Ziva asked when she heard his tone.
Tony squirmed a bit under her gaze but didn't say anything.
Finally Ziva laughed lightly and kissed his chest, "This time it is going to be an external examination," she told him.
"Oh," Tony said a little sheepishly.
"So, are you coming?"
"Yes, I am." Ziva smiled and kissed his lips softly before she lay down again, her head on his chest and her left arm over his stomach. "I love you, Zee."
"I love you too, Tony."
Those were the last words that were exchanged between the partners before they both fell asleep.
TIVATIVATIVATIVATIVATIVA
Another place in town things weren't as quiet and you could hear a lot of giggles coming from one of the apartments in a big apartment complex, followed by just as many 'Shh' from a male. It ended up with being quiet, but not before some moans and groans had been exchanged between the two lovers who were lying in a very untraditional bed.
TIVATIVATIVATIVATIVATIVA
Thanks for reading! And you closet readers, come out and leave a review! Pleeeease :D
Oh, and I have a poll going up and running on my profile, you are all very welcome to vote (:
Hugs and Kisses NCIS-Bones-Chick (;