A/N: So, a special thanks to all of my reviewers, I have over 120 reviews! You have no idea how happy that makes me… Much love, VAMP


Stand Up

2 Months Later

Ziva's POV

Everything was going well for Tony and I. Tony had moved into my apartment completely, save a few pieces of furniture and we were getting along great. Okay, well, maybe not great. Before, the bullpen had been filled with our sexual tension fueled fights and now it was filled with what Abby liked to call "lover's quarrels". We got along much better outside the office, however.

My side had healed completely, save for a scar and bad memories. Tony had claimed that his scar was his favorite and whenever we made love he always made it a point to kiss that scar.

We were all sitting in the bullpen, well, at least McGee, Tony, and I were. Gibbs was up in MTAC with the Director and had been all morning. It had been a slow week and the air was thick with boredom.

"Ziva," Tony said as he practiced his favorite pastime of lobbing paper wads at McGee's trashcan. "I've been meaning to ask you, why do you get up so early?"

"Force of habit," I replied, although there was another reason that I continued to get up early.

"Guys, do you think that you could not talk about the bedroom at work?" McGee asked.

"We won't sex speak if you don't geek speak," Tony said as he aimed a paper ball and hit McGee in the head with it. Just then, a door slammed up in the loft and we all immediately quieted. Gibbs came to the railing and looked down at us.

"Ziva, up here, now," Gibbs said tersely. I quickly pushed my seat back and climbed the stairs to the loft. Gibbs motioned for me to follow him as he walked back into MTAC and I followed him. I was not prepared to see my father's face on the screen.

"Officer David," my father said curtly.

"Deputy Director," I said, nodding my head in acknowledgement.

"Officer David, you are hereby severed from your duty to NCIS. You will have one week to return to Tel Aviv," my father said. I was temporarily shocked but then I regained my senses.

"No," I said.

"Excuse me?" my father said, clearly in shock from my defiance.

"You cannot make me leave. I have been here for three years. These people are my family," I said.

"Your family is here, in Israel," my father said. I just shook my head.

"No," I shot back. "My mother, sister, and brother are dead. I have no family there and don't even ask of yourself. You have never been a father to me; you only ever thought of me as a recruit, another officer, I was never a daughter to you," I spat, tears now threatening to pool in my eyes.

"Officer David, when you joined Mossad you signed a contract binding you to your duty," my father said. After he made this statement I realized that I had no choice but to reveal the secret that I had been keeping.

"And in that contract there is a clause for female officers stating that if they became pregnant that they would be released from duty. I am twelve weeks pregnant," I said. I heard Jenny gasp in shock and I felt Gibbs stiffen slightly beside me.

"Can you provide proof?" my father asked.

"Deputy Director David, we will have our forensic scientist run a test for this to confirm that Ziva is indeed pregnant. You will have the results in twelve hours; I will personally fax the results myself. Good day," Jenny said and then made the slashing motion to end the teleconference. I was vaguely aware of someone placing their arms around me and I smelled sawdust. I choked back a sob as tears started to freely run down my face. I heard Jenny in the background reminding the MTAC operators in a soft but sharp voice to remember that what happens in MTAC stays in MTAC.

Finally I calmed myself and pulled away from Gibbs. He stroked my hair gently and then lifted my chins so I was looking him in the eyes.

"Were you telling the truth?" he asked me. I nodded, finding myself unable to speak. "Is it Tony's?" he asked. Again, I nodded and I felt Jenny place her hand on my shoulder.

"Jethro, why don't you take her down to Ducky's," Jenny said. I shook my head.

"I don't want McGee or Tony to see me right now," I said. "Especially Tony."

"You mean he doesn't know?" Gibbs asked. I shook my head.

"I was going to tell him, but I wanted it to be at the right time," I said.

"Alright, I'll distract them. You two wait here and I'll call you when they're gone," Jenny said.

"Thank you," I told her. Jenny smiled at me and then walked out of MTAC. I sat down and put my head in my hands. Gibbs came and sat down next to me and put his arm around me.

"I'm proud of you for standing up to your father," Gibbs said. "And I'm glad that you think of us as your family." I choked back a strangled laugh.

"That was only because I am on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean. I would never have done that if I was at Mossad headquarters. Ari would have though; they always got into shouting matches, you could hear them form the street sometimes. It was usually about me. Ari always thought that I shouldn't be in Mossad."

"Were you and Ari close?" Gibbs asked me.

"Yes, he would have done anything to keep me safe," I said softly.

"And yet you shot him," Gibbs said; it was more of a statement than a question.

"Until then I believed my brother to be innocent, that everything had always been my father's fault. Turns out, they were both corrupt," I said, small tears prickling my eyes. Gibbs was about to speak when his phone rang. It had to have been Jenny because all he said was 'okay' and then hung up the phone.

"The coast is clear, she sent them for coffee. Let's get you down to Ducky."


Tony's POV

I tapped my pen continuously on my desk nervously. Ziva had been in MTAC for twenty minutes and still had not come out yet. I heard a door open and shut up in the loft and I held my breath. I was disappointed when I saw Jenny walking down the stairs.

"McGee, Tony," Jenny greeted us.

"Director," McGee said.

"Can you two do me a favor?" Jenny asked.

"Sure, whatever you need," I said. Jenny handed me thirty dollars.

"Go get coffee for everyone and get a Caf-Pow for Abby, my treat," Jenny said.

"Of course," I said, but I couldn't help but be suspicious. Ziva still hadn't come out of MTAC. "Is everything alright, Director," I asked.

"Everything is fine, Tony. Ziva is just briefing Mossad," Jenny said with a smile on her face but her eyes looked worried and I knew she was lying.


Ziva's POV

After Jenny called Gibbs we headed down to autopsy. Palmer was sitting at Ducky's desk doing work on the computer.

"Hey Palmer, go take a break," Gibbs said.

"Yes sir," Palmer said nervously and walked out of the room.

"Jethro," Ducky said as he appeared from where the autopsy bathroom were located. "What can I do for you today?" Gibbs looked at me.

"I think I might be pregnant, Ducky," I said.

"Oh my," Ducky said. "Am I to presume that Anthony is the father?" I nodded.

"And Duck, can we keep this between us?" Gibbs asked.

"Of course, but you do know that Abigail will have to run the test," Ducky said.

"You leave Abby to me," Gibbs said. Ducky went into one of his drawers and pulled out a little cup and handed it to me.

"My dear, I'm sure that I don't need to tell you what to do with this," Ducky said.

"No, you don't," I said taking the cup from Ducky and then disappearing into the bathroom.


A/N: So, I hope you liked this chapter and if you did please review because I've had a horrible week and I'm this close to having a nervous breakdown, so reviews would be greatly appreciated it. And if someone wants to write a funny story for me, that would make it better too!

Much Love,

VAMP

P.S. I'm thinking of changing my name to just VAMP, what do you guys think?