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Chapter 10: Plans

Tony continued to stare at the Israeli for several minuets. Ziva was trying her best not to laugh at his reaction.

"What…what did you say?" He said.

"Tony, it is a perfect plan! Tell him that you are in love with me. Oh! I know! Or that I'm carrying your child! Yes! That's it!" Tony's mouth fell open.

"Ziva. Have. You. Lost. Your. Mind?" He walked over to the door and opened it, "Nurse!"

"Why are you calling the nurse?" Ziva asked, raising an eyebrow.

"They seriously need to check on you."

"I am fine, Tony."

"Obviously not. Because you're telling me to tell Vance…"

"And my father." She interrupted.

"…and your father that I…that you…that we are in love."

"And I am carrying your child." She smiled a widespread grin. "And that you plan on asking for my hand in marriage. Yes! It's perfect!" Tony slapped his hand to his forehead and ran it over his face.

"It won't work."

"Tony, you do not know my father like I do."

"No, but I know Gibbs. And I know Toothpick. They'll know I'm just trying to get you to stay. They're not idiots."

"Well tell them the plan! Make them in on it."

"Ziva…" He looked down at her and chuckled slightly. "It won't work. Trust me." She sighed deeply out of frustration.

"You won't me to go, don't you?" Tony felt his mouth open slightly.

"Why would you even say that, Ziva?"

"You are not helping me think about a way to keep me here, Tony!" She was now yelling at him, "It is like you…do not even care that I may be leaving…" She stopped and sighed deeply. "…for good this time."

"Ziva, that's not true." He sat down beside her. She turned her head away from him, so that he couldn't see the tears that were trying to form in her eyes. He put his hand on her chin and turned her head so that she was looking at him. "Ziva..."

"Save your teeth, Tony." Tony raised an eyebrow.

"What?" He thought some more, "Oh, you mean save your breath." She rolled her eyes.

"I would really like to be alone, if you do not mind."

"Ziva…" He tried again.

"Tony. I am fine. Please." He sighed deeply and stood up to walk out of the room. He let the door close to Ziva's room and stood outside of it with his head against the wall. Damn it, DiNozzo, you screwed up again. He thought to himself.

"Agent Gibbs." Vance said, without looking up from his paperwork that he was working on. Once he knew that Gibbs wasn't going to say anything he continued. "I know that your team will be a member short in a couple of days." Gibbs half-smiled.

"Ziva is not going anywhere." He said plainly. He took a sip of his coffee.

"Gibbs, I already told you that this is a direct order…" He stopped and looked him dead in the eyes, "…from me. I know you're loosing an agent." He picked up a brown folder with NCIS: Naval Criminal Investigative Service written on the front. "I've already taken care of that."

"I don't want that, Le-on."

"I don't care, Agent Gibbs. I've chosen this for you, since you refused to choose one last time." He took the toothpick out of his mouth. "Her name is Special Agent Megan Campbell. She'll be a fine asset for your team. Top of her class." Gibbs scoffed.

"She? Are you trying to replace Officer David?"

"I know that nobody, in your eyes, can replace Officer David..."

"Nobody can replace anyone from my team." Gibbs interrupted.

"…but you don't have a choice, Gibbs. Either you take this folder and welcome the new member of your team." Gibbs narrowed his eyes at him. "Or you hand me that badge and gun." Gibbs chuckled slightly.

"Don't tempt me, Leon." He snatched the folder from his hand. "She'll do. For now." He turned and began to walk out of the office.

"For now?" Vance asked. He stuck the toothpick back in his mouth.

"Until I get Ziva back. If you won't handle it, Leon, I will." Gibbs slammed the door behind him and walked down to his desk. McGee looked at him as he entered the bullpen.

"Hey boss." Gibbs only looked at him. McGee raised his eyebrow, "Something wrong?" Gibbs sat down at his desk and threw the folder across to McGee.

"Your new teammate, McGee."

"Boss, you're not gonna…" Gibbs stared at him.

"What do you think, MahGee?" McGee nodded.

"Takes time."

"Yeah. It does. I'm heading to the hospital." Gibbs took his gun out of the drawer and walked to the elevator.

Tony walked into his apartment and slammed the door. He sat down on the couch with a beer in his hand. He opened it and took a sip. Why can't I get things right with Ziva? It seems like every time we get close I…He sighed deeply. It was no use. He knew he'd been there before. There was a knock on his door. He swung it open. "Ducky?" He asked. Dr. Mallard chuckled.

"Hello, Anthony." Tony put his beer down on the table and opened the door wider for him to walk in. Tony chuckled nervously.

"What are you…uh…doing here, Ducky?"

"I thought you could use some advice."

"Advice about what?" Tony asked, raising his eyebrows.

"On Officer David's leaving NCIS again."

"Ok, look, thank you, Ducky, but really, I'm fine." He ran a hand through his hair. "I know that the only reason that Director David wanted Ziva to return home is because I let her get shot. And he doesn't feel like she's safe here. I guess…I can't blame him."

"Tony." Ducky put both of his hands on Tony's shoulders, "This is not your fault." Tony scoffed.

"I've heard all of this before, Doctor. Thank you for stopping by." Tony opened the door again. Ducky chuckled and began out the door again.

"Gibbs will get her back, Tony." He walked out. "You know that, right?"