Author's Note:
I know it has been a long time since I have updated this story… But Life have been extremely unpredictable and complicated and I just not have any time to write…
But here's the next chapter… Enjoy and please let me know your thoughts…
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Ducky and Abby sat in the waiting room wondering how Gibbs and Ziva were doing.
"There was no shouting and Gibbs is still in there with Ziva."
"That can only mean good news." Ducky smiled.
"It has to, right Ducky. They have resolved their issues. Ziva probably knows what happened to Gibbs and has forgiven him for running out on her. "
"And Jethro is no doubt more comfortable with the idea of becoming a father again."
"Oh Ducky, this is so exciting. A new member of our family is about to be born!" Abby squealed as she hugged him.
"Indeed my dear. Indeed." Just then Ducky's phone rang.
"It's Director Vance," he said as he answered. Abby listened to his one sided conversation as he explained the situation to the Director.
When he was done she asked, "What did he say?"
"He was quiet pensive. He just wanted to know that both of them and their baby are okay. He will only be returning from Geneva in a weeks' time but he asked me to tell them that he is just a phone call away and if they need anything, they shouldn't hesitate to call him."
"Ah, that's so sweet of him." Abby said. "Do you think we should look in on them?"
"Maybe in a little while. They need some alone time to process everything." Ducky replied.
"Okay, but I can't wait in this room any longer. Can we go to the cafeteria and get a bit to eat? We can bring Gibbs something back. Unfortunately, Ziva can't eat until after baby is born."
"Of course." That said they left the waiting room.
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Back at the baby goods store, the lady turned back to Tony and McGee. Tony draped his arm over McGee's shoulder again and smiled.
"So are you having a baby girl or a baby boy?"
Tony looked at McGee and he looked back.
"Ah, We…" Tony turned back to the sales lady. "We want it to be a surprise."
"Okay, that lovely." The sales lady replied and turned away. McGee shook Tony's arm off his shoulder and pushed a trolley behind her.
"So you will want to go with the buttercups, mints, creams, beiges and whites then." She said.
"Excuse me?" McGee asked.
"The colours for the baby grows." She said pointing to 3 aisles of baby clothes.
"Baby onezees?" Tony said.
The sales lady laughed, "If that's what you want to call them. What size do you want to take?"
"Amm, we're not sure." McGee said.
"Well has the doctor given an indication of the baby's weight and height?" the lady asked.
"No…" McGee started to say.
"Yes…" Tony said simultaneously. "What is the smallest size that you have?"
"New born."
"That's the size we want, please."
"Okay, but I recommend a few new born and a few 1 to 3 months."
"Perfect, let's do that." Tony said.
"Okay, you can browse through these aisles and pick out the ones you like. The sizes are clearly marked on the hangers. I will go and gather the personal items for the mom to be and be right back."
McGee and Tony stared down the aisle.
"Okay, which one's do you think Ziva will like?"
"I have no idea." McGee replied.
"Well just pick a few."
"Why me?"
"Because I said so and I'm the senior agent." Tony replied.
"Damnit Tony. You can't pull rank in this case." McGee replied. "Both of us will pick one each of each colour."
That said McGee moved forward and started checking the hangers and putting baby grows into the trolley.
Tony just threw his hands up and then caught the sales lady watching him. He smiled and rushed after McGee and started gathering baby grows too.
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In the maternity ward, Ziva gasped as the contraction peaked.
"Just pant through it, Ziva." The nurse said.
"Where's Dr Shore?" Gibbs demanded for the fifth time. "Her contractions are coming faster and she is in too much pain. We need to discuss the option of an epidural."
Ziva felt like her insides were being turned upside down. The pain was moving lower into her back and her bottom and she felt her lower limbs tremble uncontrollably.
Maybe I should just get the epidural.
This is more pain then I've ever experience before.
But there are so many risks…
Ahhh, what should I do?
Ziva moaned as the contraction lasted much longer and all Gibbs could do was hold her hand and whisper, "Easy Ziva. It will be over soon. Easy honey."
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Author's Note:
That's it….
Let me know your thoughts… Epidural… Yes or No…