C'mon guys! I need more reviews for this story! If I don't get to at least seventy reviews after I submit this chapter, I will wait until then. Thank you to those who have reviewed! This chapter will either be shorter or longer, depending on how fast my mind works.

I have decided to name my daughter Sophie Maeva! Thank you to girlskickass again for giving me the middle name! It is greatly appreciated! Okay well…

On with the story!

That night, both Tony and Ziva arrived on Gibbs' doorstep with a smile on their faces. Gibbs looked skeptical but decided to leave it for another time, knowing very well what had happened. They picked up Kalev and went back to Ziva's apartment. After Kalev was asleep in his crib, the two of them exited the bedroom and made their way towards the couch, Ziva with the baby monitor.

"So…What happens now?" Ziva had asked timidly.

"I don't really know. Anything could happen," he whispered to her, his face mere centimeters from her own. She smiled seductively and placed her hands on his cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss. As it began to get more passionate, Tony began to remove her clothes while she did the same.

Ziva was in nothing but her underwear nor was Tony. He cupped her breasts, massaging them lovingly. She moaned in delight as she pulled him down for another passionate kiss. She forcefully turned them over, causing Tony to fall on the ground, letting out a grunt. She was now on top, removing his underwear. His erection was making her feel something that she never quite experienced before.

Tony turned over so that he was the dominate one on top and began to remove her underwear, smiling at her wetness. "Oh Ziva," he moaned," You're so wet."

Ziva returned the smile, lust showing her chocolate eyes. She wanted him now. Once again, she turned over so that she could be on top. They both watched as she slowly impaled herself with his throbbing member until he completely filled her up. She moaned in pleasure as she began to ride him. Tony complied easily and began to move rhythmically with her, thrusting as hard as he could.

"Oh Tony!" she moaned and began to ride him faster. They were both near their point. With one more thrust, Tony released his seed inside of her. Ziva did the same, her orgasm and his own making her collapse on his stomach. Her body stopped shuddering, making her look deep into Tony's eyes, who were staring into her own.

"I love you," he whispered to Ziva. She sighed and rested her head back on his chest.

"I love you too, Tony," she whispered back. They began to kiss passionately again until they heard the baby monitor. Ziva could hear the soft cries of her son, then the sound of shattering glass…

Ziva jumped up with wide eyes and quickly grabbed the blanket that was covering the couch to put around her naked body. She ran as fast as she ever had until she finally reached the bedroom door, swinging it open, only to find glass scattered all over the floor and the curtains blowing in the wind.

Tony appeared in the room with a robe around his body only to find Ziva staring in the empty crib, tears flowing down her face.

"Ziva…" Tony began. He was cut off when she shook her head and turned around, embracing him and sobbing into the robe.

"T-t-they took him, Tony!" she sobbed. He wrapped his arms around her shaking body, leading her to the ground. They sat there for a moment, Ziva's sobbing growing softer.

"Its okay, Ziva. We'll get him back." When she still didn't look up, Tony tried again. "C'mon! Where's the tough ninja I know who'll seriously maim anyone who touches anything precious to her?"

The heartbroken Israeli looked up, her eyes still filled with tears. "I am going to kill the person who took my baby boy the slowest and most painful way known to human," she said in a menacing tone.

"Man, Zi. Known to man," Tony corrected while brushing his hand gently over her head. "And I'm going to help you with that," he promised.

Gibbs and Jenny had been woken from their peaceful sleep on Gibbs' couch by his cell phone buzzing on the coffee table.

"Who is it?" Jenny asked tiredly.

"Ziva," Gibbs answered curtly before answering, "Yeah, Gibbs."

"Gibbs!" came Ziva's frantic and shaky voice, "I need your help. Someone took Kalev!"

"Meet Jenny and me at NCIS in ten minutes. Call Abby, McGee, Ducky, and even Palmer if you want. We'll get him back, Ziva. Don't you worry," he promised his daughter, then hung up.

"What happened, Jethro?" came the redhead's second question.

"Kalev was kidnapped. Get up; we're meeting everyone at NCIS in ten."

Almost exactly ten minutes later, five cars pulled up to NCIS, already seeing one in the parking garage. Everyone ran into the building. When they got a look at the distraught couple and the tear stains on Ziva's cheeks, Abby and Jenny immediately went up to console their friend. Tony pulled the boys aside and told them the story.

"And where were you two when this happened?" McGee asked.

"Uhm…uh…Making…Stuff?" Tony stuttered nervously.

"What kind of stuff?" Palmer asked, oblivious to the meaning.

"Oh you know. Uhm…Late dinner?" Tony's reply was pathetic. Ducky and Gibbs exchanged looks of knowing, then turning their attention back to the girls.

"Abs, do you think you could get some prints?" Gibbs asked his other daughter who still had her hands on Ziva's shoulder and black mascara stains starting to show on her pale cheeks. She nodded as if it were brain surgery.

Ducky stepped in. "Ziva dear, I know you want to get young Kalev back immediately, but we all need out rest, especially Tony and yourself. After all, it is almost one in the morning."

Ziva hesitantly nodded. Tony sensed that even though she agreed, she wouldn't be sleeping until she got Kalev back.

"How about we all get our stuff together and stay at Ziva's so we can work in the morning?" Palmer suggested.

"I'll go get my fingerprint kit!" Abby announced before running down the hall, her pigtails bouncing.

"Don't worry, Ziver," Gibbs whispered as he hugged the still shaking girl, "We'll get him back."

She nodded again. Even though her hope wasn't very reliable at the moment, she trusted that her family would do anything they could to get her son back.

The team returned to Ziva's around one thirty. Abby and McGee were sound asleep on the floor in black sleeping bags that Abby had brought, her head resting on his chest.

Gibbs and Jenny sat in the loveseat, the silver-haired man holding the redhead protectively in his arms. It must feel like Paris again to them Ziva thought.

Ducky and Palmer both slept peacefully in the two armchairs that sat in the corners of the living room.

Finally, Ziva and Tony sat on the sofa. Tony was already fast asleep. Ziva was obviously too stressed and worried to sleep. Out of boredom, she left the living room, being careful not to wake the others and walked to the bedroom.

The Israeli spotted her son's blanket, the one that she had brought him back from Israel in. She stroked the fabric, smiling at the memory of seeing her son on his way to freedom. Her eyes started to fill with tears as she slid down the wall, sitting beside to door.

Ziva jumped when she heard the door creak open. She was surprised to see Palmer standing there, a sheepish look on his face.

"I-I heard you get up and uh, I was wondering if you were okay?"

"I am fine, Palmer. Just…hoping…that we get him back. I do not know what I would do without him," she replied.

"Oh…Okay then." He began to leave when Ziva stopped him.

"Wait!" she quietly exclaimed, "Do you…Do you think we will get him back?" Her voice sounded as innocent as it could get.

Palmer gave a nervous smile and nodded, stepping closer to the distraught mother. "I do. Trust me; we'll do everything we can to make sure that you get your son back."

He then did something that surprised both Ziva and himself. He hugged her. Palmer, the man who was always jumpy around everyone, who barely ever spoke to any of them, actually hugged her. The brotherly way made Ziva hug him back.

"Thank you, Palmer. I needed that," she whispered.

"I'm here any time you need me. That's what brothers are for. Now c'mon, you need to sleep," he said gently as he led her down and back to her spot on the couch. Ziva snuggled back into Tony's chest and fell into a peaceful slumber, clutching Kalev's blanket in her right hand.

That was a good chapter in my opinion. I liked that one; it was good writing and did not take me very long. I was going to write more but my head is starting to hurt and I cannot stop coughing. There is something going around here and everyone has it. Please review! Goodnight everyone!