Tony entered the men's room to find Ziva glaring at a very scared young Probie. Tony shot him a sympathetic smile and he quickly washed his hands and ran out of the room.
"At least he washed his hands." Ziva grimaced.
"Well Zi, when you march into the men's room and death stare everyone, hand hygiene isn't usually a guy's priority." Tony reminded her more heatedly then he normally would have, locking the door in the process. "What the hell did you mean in the bullpen Zi?" Ziva sighed and leant against the sink. "Ziva?" She looked down at her wedding band and breathed deeply. "Ziva DiNozzo-David! Turn around and face me!" She jolted and faced him, something discernible in her gaze. "Now, what the hell did you mean?" Somewhere in the back of his mind, Tony knew that shouting at her like this would not only evoke terrible memories for her but also be a sure fire way to draw Gibbs' attention, but he was so scared and so confused that he couldn't help it. She took a deep shaky breath and looked anywhere but at him.
"I…I did not want you to find out…not like this." She faltered quietly still avoiding his gaze. "I am sorry..."
"For me finding out like this or at all? Or maybe that you've been lying to me for God only knows how long?" His volume refused to match hers as he paced. "Did Gibbs know? Did you tell him before me?"
"You cannot…"
"He did, didn't he? You told him before me! Your boss before your husband! Nice to know you've got your priorities right Zi!" Tears had started to well in her eyes but neither acknowledged them.
"He is not just…"
"How are you even pregnant? You're on the bloody...oh." His tone dropped so quickly it scared her. "You stopped taking it. I told you I wouldn't get you pregnant so you took it in your own hands."
"Tony…" She stepped into his space. The malice in his tone was no longer concealed as he delivered the final blow.
"Or did you just fuck someone else?" Ziva's jaw hit the floor as her breathing rate increased and the tears finally fell down her cheeks. Her hand balled into a fist but she refuse to hit him. Instead she locked her eyes to the floor.
"Excuse me." She murmured as she unlocked the door and walked at speed past Gibbs who was leaning against the wall just outside. Tony screamed and punched the mirror beside him before sinking to his knees in the middle of the room just as Gibbs walked in to join him.
"That was out of order, DiNozzo." Gibbs said quietly. "And you know it." Tony nodded as his shoulders shook violently. "You have just hurt your wife in ways that you can't even imagine." Another nod. "Do you really believe that she'd ever cheat on you?" Tony didn't move save the shake that was quickly taking over his whole body. "Anthony!"
"No!" He cried. "No, I don't ever think she'd do that! I trust her with my life in the field and out! I trust her feelings for me! I trust her!" He sobbed. "But…" The anger fell away leaving just sadness. "I'm scared Gibbs." He pressed through gritted teeth. Gibbs knew the feeling.
"Get that seen by Ducky." He shook his head before leaving his agent to it, knowing that now; Ziva needed him more than Tony did. He'd cry it out then straighten up and sort himself out. But right now she was so fragile he had no idea how this would go.
Meanwhile Ziva had made it all the way to the elevator before completely breaking down. She pushed a button and sat on the floor. The ding of the elevator rang out and she couldn't even move.
"Ziva?" Ducky called out as he stopped the doors closing. "Whatever is the matter my dear?" He gently put an arm around her and pulled her up. "Are you hurt?" She shook her head. "Well then, I shall put the kettle on. Take a seat and I'll be right back." He softly put Ziva in the seat beside his desk and left the room after signalling to Jimmy to sit with her.
"What happened Zi?" Jimmy asked gently, sitting beside her. She shook her head refusing to look up from the floor. "Okay." He gently patted her knee. "Well, Dr Mallard will take care of you. You want me to get Tony?" The enthusiasm of the shake worried him slightly but he let it go as Ducky came back into the room. Jimmy smiled at her and then made himself scarce.
"He is a good man that one." Ziva nodded while Ducky poured them both tea. "So, my dear, what can I do for you?" She took a deep breath that shook so much it was almost not worth it. "Take your time." And that was why she went to him instead of Abby. She needed someone to talk to that wasn't going to judge or get emotional.
"Tony and I…we had an…argument." Ducky nodded slowly. "Because…because…" Her voice started to break as the guilt started to consume her. "I stopped taking my pill."
"And now you think you may be pregnant?" Ducky asked cautiously. Ziva nodded. "May I ask when your last period was?"
"About six weeks ago." She was barely loud enough for him to hear but he persevered.
"Okay, any other symptoms?" She nodded taking a sip of her tea before nearly gagging and putting it back on the desk. Ducky smiled. "Sensitivities to things that you usually like. Anything else?"
"Nausea, fatigue, only being able to run a mile in the mornings." She listed steadily. Ducky nodded.
"I see, I can take a blood sample but that does mean involving Abigale and I don't recommend lying to her again." She shook her head.
"No, nor do I." The empty look in her eye worried him almost as much as the expressionless tone she was using.
"Is there something else?" Ziva looked up at him.
"He…he asked if I was unfaithful, Ducky." Tears started to gather in her eyes again. "Does he really believe that I could ever be with someone else?" He gently laid a hand on her arm.
"He's scared, and confused, and probably a little angry that you haven't told him before now. All of which he has every right to be." He told her gently. "But that is only because he loves you and he doesn't want to see you get hurt, especially if he could have prevented it." She wiped the tear from her cheek just as the sound of the elevator rang out. Gibbs walked through the automatic doors. "Jethro, what can we do for you?" He immediately knelt beside Ziva.
"Are you okay?" He asked gently. "Did he hurt you?" Ziva shook her head.
"Not physically." She replied sadly. "He would never lay a hand on me in anger, Gibbs." He nodded as he stood.
"Duck, Tony'll be down at some point. He probably needs stitches in his hand." Ziva looked up at him suddenly.
"What did he do?"
"Punched the mirror." He answered quickly. "I need you to evalve him, quietly. If he's not fit I need to know." Ziva stood up and joined them.
"Gibbs, if he is not fit then it is my fault. I…I have to talk to him." She assessed quietly.
"Well, yeah, Ziver. But right now he needs to calm down. Talking to him now will do more harm than good." Ziva wiped her face before kissing Ducky's cheek.
"Thank you, for listening." She murmured before leaving autopsy.
"Did you draw her blood?" Gibbs asked but Ducky shook his head.
"I think she wants to make amends before she has to tell Abigale, who will undoubtedly tell Timothy and they will both have something to say on the matter. I think she wants to know that he'll have her back whatever may happen." Gibbs patted his back.
"Cheers Duck." He called, already half way out the door. Ducky cleared away Ziva's cup and finished his own before getting ready for Tony's visit.