Chapter 11

It had been a month.

A month seen the incident with Eli.

Ziva was now on maternity leave and was, of course, hating it. Daytime TV was awful, she'd seen most of the movies in Tony's collection and she couldn't go running every morning like she liked to do. She missed Abby's craziness and Ducky's stories. Even Gibbs-slaps. Boy, she'd never admit that.

As she sat on the sofa one clear June morning, her phone suddenly buzzed. She leant forward and pressed the 'Accept' button.

"Shalom," the answer to all her calls.

"Ziva, it's your Aunt Nettie."

Ziva almost dropped her phone, cursing herself for not recognizing the number.

"Shalom, doda," she composed herself, "How are you?"

"I am good thank you," Nettie nodded, "How's the baby?"

"How did you know?" Ziva asked.

"Your father," Nettie replied in their native language, "Now, tell me, why did you not inform me?"

"I thought you would react like…him."

"I am happy for you," her aunt replied, "When is your due date?"

"August 1st."

"Then I will arrive about a week after and stay in a near-by hotel," Nettie announced, "I want to see another member of my family- as well as you and your husband. Tony, correct?"

"Yes," Ziva smiled, "I am sorry that you were not invited to the wedding. When he was on the phone to you, he thought that you were a boyfriend of mine that I was trying to break up with. Can you not remember? He got amnesia and thought we were married, so I had to go along with it. We then got drunk one night and got married. It was before the baby thing. Then it turned out he'd actually known for a while."

"Good story," Nettie grinned, "I married your Uncle Adar one night 5 days after we met when we got drunk at a Mossad party. That was before he had that affair with your mother's cousin Eden. That cow."

Ziva laughed, "Thank you for understanding. You are more understanding than your brother."

"You're welcome, tatelah," her aunt replied, "Have you any ideas on the name? Do you know the gender?"

"Well, Tony is 100% sure it's a girl, but I have a gut feeling that we will be having a baby boy."

"Oh and I have no idea about names," she added.

"Well, I'll leave it up to you," Nettie spoke in a rushed tone, "My neighbor has just arrived back from her holiday to the Bahamas and she'll need some help unpacking. You remember her, Hadar? The grumbling elderly lady?"

"Yes."

"Great, okay, shalom tatelah."

"Shalom, doda."

She pressed the end button on her Blackberry, a huge smile on her face. The door then chose the time to open up and Tony walked in.

"Hello, baby," he grinned as she got up to kiss him, "Good day?"

"Nettie called," she replied, leading them to the sofa, "She's visiting in August after the baby is born. Unlike my…other close family member, she is very happy for us."

"That's good," Tony gave her another brief kiss, "I'm glad one of your family members isn't horrible!"

"Hey," Ziva slapped his leg, "It's just…him."

"Well, I have something I want to run by you."

Ziva nodded.

Suddenly, Tony walked of the sofa and turned to his wife. He then swiftly got down on one knee. A ring box was taken out.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Zi, you did not get a proper proposal and I think I owe you one. I love you more than anything and you are so perfect to me. Will you marry me?"

Ziva burst out laughing, "Of course. I love you too. How did you get my engagement ring off?"

"That doesn't matter," Tony leapt up and slipped it back on, "But what does matter is that after our daughter is born, we can have a proper wedding. Sound good? I'm sorry that it wasn't romantic."

"It sounds good," Ziva cuddled up to him, "And it does not matter that it was not romantic. It was sweet of you to do that."

"How about I cook you dinner tonight?" her husband put his arms around her, "My treat."

"Thank you," she smiled as she shut her eyes, embracing the moment.

Aww, got to love Tiva! Not long until the birth chapter.

Peace be with you xxx