The Journey

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A/N - Wow, thanks so much for all the reviews, I'm guessing everyone was happy about the baby! I really appreciate the support and am enjoying creating this story so much.

Chapter Ten - A Dream Come True

Three weeks had passed since the happy news, and the morning sickness had started. Ziva was now used to the nauseous feeling as soon as she opened her eyes in the morning, but it was usually sometime after breakfast, and normally at work when the vomiting occurred. This made Tony feel helpless as he wanted to be with Ziva through every moment, and this was very difficult at work. This morning, however, Tony was able to be of some use. He rolled over in the bed as the sun started to stream though the window. He looked at the clock which read 06:00. Once he was more awake, he noticed that the other half of the bed was empty. Tony sat up slowly and looked through the open door of the bedroom. He could see the light shining in the bathroom, and realised that Ziva was either taking an early shower, or the baby was tormenting her. He slid out of bed and wandered towards the bathroom. There was no sound of running water, but Tony could hear some heavy breathing coming from inside. Tony pushed the door open, and found Ziva sitting on the floor.

"Hey, you alright Sweetcheeks?" Tony asked, sitting next to her on the floor.

"I am sorry for waking you Tony, this was unexpected at this time of the day"

"Hey, don't apologise, and I'm not even gonna start quoting the Boss's rules! I want to be here for you Ziva, and if that means holding your hair back whilst you puke into the toilet, then that's what I'm gonna do. You better get used to it"

"Thank-you Tony. I do appreciate it, and I do not mean to push you away. All my life, I have had to deal with things on my own, so it always takes me a bit longer to accept help"

"No problem my ninja. Do you think you are done here?"

"I think so. I guess the advantage is that I might be able to keep breakfast down this morning!" Ziva grinned.

"Well, in that case, you get your butt in the shower, and I'll make some pancakes" Tony kissed Ziva on the cheek and patted her belly.

Ziva felt much better after her shower and joined Tony in the kitchen for breakfast.

"These pancakes are wonderful Tony, but I do not see any signs of you having made them!" Ziva teased. She had already spotted the packaging in the bin.

"I confess, they are ready made pancakes. Boss will kill us if we're late. He's already mad at me for getting you pregnant"

"What do you mean?" Ziva asked, seriously.

"Don't worry, he was only joking. He's very pleased for us, but he's going to miss having you out in the field.

"So am I. I have only got another two months before I am resigned to desk duty. I will warn you Tony, I will be extremely hormonal and you had better watch out!"

Gibbs had decided that Ziva could work in the field until she was four months pregnant. By that time, the bump would have started to show, which would put Ziva and the baby at increased risk from potential suspects. She would start her maternity leave from about eight months, depending on how the pregnancy was going, which would mean four months of desk work. Ziva was not sure she was going to have the patience to chain herself to a desk for that long, but the thought of her much wanted baby being put in danger helped to put things in perspective. She had already begun to cradle her stomach with her hands, even though there were no signs of a bump there yet. Ziva was going to be extra protective of the little life she had inside of her, nothing was going to harm it. Tony was pleasantly surprised at how Ziva was dealing with everything. She was coping remarkably well with the changes of her life, and nothing made him prouder but to watch her whisper quietly to their baby when she thought no-one was watching.

"You ready to go Tony?" Ziva shouted at her husband a few minutes later.

"Sure honey, whose turn is it to drive?" Tony asked, dreading the answer.

"I believe it is mine. But I do not know why you are still pulling those faces, I am much more careful these days" Ziva retaliated.

"Sure you are Sweetcheeks. You only went through one red light last time you drove!"

"Don't be such a baby!"

"Hey, a contraction. So you can use them, at least I won't have to worry about the baby picking up on your strange use of the american language!"

"I will teach the baby hebrew so we can talk in peace without being interrupted"

Tony just sighed, knowing he wasn't going to win this one.

They were on the way to work and Tony was actually quite impressed by Ziva's driving, when the car suddenly lurched across the road and came to a halt.

"Just when I was going to compliment you on your driving, you pull a stunt like that you crazy ninja chick" Tony turned round to Ziva, but noticed that she was no longer in the car. Tony got out and went round to Ziva's side of the car to find her bent over and losing her breakfast on the side of the road.

"I guess the pancakes didn't want to stay in" Tony said, rubbing Ziva's back gently.

"Ugh, I am not sure I like this Tony" Ziva sighed, rinsing her mouth out with some water from a bottle she kept in the car.

"I know Ziva, but it won't be forever, and just think of what we are going to get at the end of it"

"That is easy to say when you can't even enjoy breakfast anymore. You can drive the rest of the way" Ziva passed Tony the keys and got back in the passenger side and closed her eyes, willing the nausea to pass.

"Is it safe to go?" Tony asked.

"I think so, I think that will be it for today.

They arrived in the ballpen ten minutes later, and by now Ziva was feeling better. Gibbs glanced at her and raised his eyebrows for confirmation that she was ok. Ziva nodded to say she was.

"Why are you late DiNozzo?" Gibbs shouted.

"Sorry Boss, we had some vomiting issues"

"Morning sickness is horrid" Ziva added.

"Ginger used to help Shannon with her morning sickness, you should try it Ziva. DiNozzo, McGee, grab your gear, dead marine!"

Tony smiled sympathetically at Ziva as the team made their way to the elevator.

"It will be worth it David" Gibbs yelled as the doors closed.

Ziva leant back in her chair and pulled out the picture from the scan.

"Yes, it will be worth it" Ziva wiped a tear away, a tear of happiness, a tear of a dream come true.

Aw, I do love a little bit of Tiva fluff :) What did you think?