Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS. I only own Will.

This chapter will be from Kelly's Point of View.

I can't believe it was me who let them on to Mom and Dad's relationship. I knew the team would find out eventually but I never thought it would be me who gave the game away.

Look at me beating myself up over something so little. Damn pregnancy hormones! I begin to feel nauseous again and quickly run to the loo. I hear Abby and Ziva following because they have figured out it was morning sickness.

I reach the loo just in time to promptly throw up. I feel a pair of hands pull my hair out of my face and another start to rub my back. As soon as I feel right enough I get up and head to the sink.

"Are you alright?" Ziva asks, noticing the tears streaming down my cheeks.

"I'm fine, just the hormones." I reply coolly.

"Do you want a glass of water?" Abby asks me, handing me a tissue to clean myself up with.

"Yes please," I pause for a moment before adding, "Then we'll go out for ice cream, I'm suddenly craving ice cream." I chuckle, remember the time my mother told me about her cravings when she was pregnant with me.

"Alright, I'll go get you a glass of water," Says Abby as she leaves the room, I tie my hair back into a tight bun before wiping off my face and applying a light coat of foundation.

We head downstairs and I spot Mom and Dad in a heated kiss. I clear my throat, but they still do not even acknowledge my existence. I try again. Still nothing. In the end I give up and just tap Dad on the shoulder.

He jumps out of his skin, pulling quickly away from Mom, who opens her eyes and then closes them, obviously upset that the kiss had been stopped.

"What?" Dad asks me

"I need money, I want ice cream."

"Cravings?" He asks me chuckling, obviously thinking back to when my mother was pregnant with me.

"Yep, I really fancy a chocolate praline ice cream with gummy bears." Will walks into the room having heard the word ice cream.

"Can I get ice cream too?"

"Sure Kiddo, go with Kelly and you can get ice cream." He hands me a $20 bill and I take a hold of Will's hand. On the way to the door the team, who are eager to get out of the house, joins us. I laugh as they all start discussing flavours and lead them to where I remember the store was.