Stepping off of the elevator seemed surreal. Her hands shook and when she moved she felt she might fall over. She was so used to being strong and having a handle on her emotions but now she could even control her movements let alone her feelings. She stepped a bit closer and stopped at the entrance of the bull pen. McGee, Gibbs, Vance, Abby, Ducky, Palmer, and Tony were there. They all stared at her and she stared right back. They didn't say a word. No one said a word. They watched as Ziva's breathing turned heavy and her jaw clinched tight. She turned away from their eyes and sat down in her desk. Later that afternoon Ziva walked into Abby's lab and she felt absolutely nervous. Abby turned around and saw Ziva. She turned off her music and the completely silence swallowed them. They just looked at each other and didn't say a word. Neither of the women knew what to say. They could only stand there and wait for the other to speak. As time passed it seemed more awkward.

"Ziva." Abby finally said, breaking the silence.

"Abby." She replied.

"How are you?"

"I am good but I doubt that's what you care about." She observed, crossing her arms.

"Why did it take you so long to come back?" She asked, stepping towards her.

"I have been through…a lot, Abby." She replied honestly.

"You didn't even call."

Ziva could only shrug.

"I did not want to talk." She told her.

"Why?"

"I knew what you guys would want to talk about. I can't do this anymore." She said, tears in her eyes.

"Do what?" Abby asked, confused as to what Ziva was going on about.

"Pretend that everything is okay. I cannot keep doing that. I am not okay." She said as tears came from her eyes and she sniffed after she spoke.

"What's the matter?" Abby asked.

"I am plagued with something that makes it utterly impossible for me to put what happened behind me, Abby."

Abby grew confused by her words. She wondered what Ziva was going on about. She was worried for the newly reinstated agent. After she talked with Abby she couldn't stay. She couldn't have people seeing her like this. She decided to work at her other job. She went to Dawson Law Firm and walked into the door. Margery was sitting at her desk and she looked up to see Ziva.

"Ziva, what are you doing here?"

"I could not do it. I could not stay."

"Oh, Ziva. Why?"

She led her to the couch and they sat down.

"Pe-people we-were asking me if I was okay and then people started talking about how I'm…fat. I could not bear all of the questions. I do not think I could work there anymore. It is just not the same."

"Ziva."

"Don't." She said, putting up her hand. "Don't try convincing me to go back there."

"I won't."

"Thank you." She said.

Margery caressed her cheek and pulled Ziva into her arms, giving her a firm and motherly hug.

Suddenly, out of the blue, Tony came in and he was out of breath. Ziva hadn't realized it but Tony had chased after her all the way from the Navy Yard to the Law Firm. Ziva stood up and so did Margery. Tony went up to her and hugged her. Ziva just stood there and didn't move.

"Oh thank God, Ziva. I am so glad I found you." Tony said, pulling away and sounding quite out of breath.

"Why?"

"Please, stay at NCIS. I miss you." He told her, taking her hands in his.

"I cannot."

"Why? Because of the rumors?"

"What rumors?" She asked, not yet knowing about the fact that word had spread about her.

"It's not true is it?" Tony asked.

"Tell him, Ziva." Margery interjected, taking a step towards them.

"I can't!" She hissed.

"Tell me what?" Tony asked looking upset.

"Ziva you have got to tell him."

"Oh God, it is true, isn't it?" Tony asked hoping it wasn't true.

"No!" Ziva exclaimed, tears coming to her eyes.

"What aren't you telling me?" Tony asked, taking her by her shoulders.

"I am not, not telling you anything." Ziva lied.

"Tell me the truth!" He said, looking right into her eyes.

"I am!" She lied through gritted teeth.

"No you're not!" Margery refuted.

"What's she not telling me?"

"Alright!" Ziva yelled, backing away from them.

She was breathing heavily and she fell to the floor. She was a sobbing mess and Tony squatted down to her.

"Ziva, look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He said in a soft voice.

He looked into her eyes and she looked into his. She knew she had to tell him. It was now or never.

"I'm pregnant!" She exclaimed.