All eyes turned towards Ziva as she stood there visibly upset, the muscles in her neck bulging, her fist clenched tightly..."He is innocent, Gibbs, he did not rape her!"

"Huh?"...Tony uttered, looking complete and utterly confused..."Rape?"

"What?"...Agent Sacks does a double take towards Ziva as he moved to Tony's desk..."Stand up, DiNozzo."

"Wait, who did I rape? I didn't rape anyone. Why would I rape anyone? Boss? Need a little help here! Gibbs?!"...Tony started to ramble, getting louder and more worried the longer he spoke.

"Enough. You're under arrest for the rape of Jeanne Benoit."...Agent Sacks took out his handcuffs dropping them on Tony's keyboard..."I've been waiting to do this for along time, DiNozzo."

"Jeanne?"...Tony spoke softly, lowering his head..."W-when?"

"Have you not been listening, he did NOT rape her!"...Ziva yelled, getting more and more upset.

Gibbs looked at Ziva, then at Fornell, he gestured towards the elevator, Fornell nodded in agreement..."Watch him, Sacks."...Fornell ordered as Gibbs and Fornell made their way into the elevator.

The doors close, Gibbs flipped the emergency switch..."How bad is it, Tobias?"

"I don't think I can I stall this time, Jethro."

"What evidence do you have against him?"

"We just got back the rape kit, his DNA matched the seminal fluid collected from inside her...and in her statement, she accuses DiNozzo of raping her."

"When and where?"

Fornell lifted his hand to his face, running his hand over his jaw..."Yesterday, around 3 a.m...The Berkeley, room 1022."

Gibbs looked at Fornell like he was out of his mind.

"It's the honest truth, Jethro. I don't understand it either."

Gibbs shook his head..."We're gonna need s..."

"The samples are already on their way."...Fornell said, interrupting Gibbs.

"He didn't do this, Tobias."

"Hell, even I think this sounds fishy, but how many times can a guy be framed?"

"DiNozzo's a womanizer, but he's not a rapist and he cared for this woman."

"Yeah, until she accused him of killing her father. He had motive, Jethro."...Fornell replied, not sounding too confident.

Gibbs groaned, flipping the emergency switch, stepping back into the squad room.

"Did he confess, Sacks?"...Fornell asked, moving back over towards them.

"She won't let him answer anything, hell, do anything."...Sacks replied, frustrated.

Ziva stood facing Sacks, her arms crossing at the chest, she was standing guard over Tony, protecting him. Her eyes staring at Sacks face.

"Look on the bright side, DiNozzo, no bite mark this time."

"Thank you very much for the reminder, Special Agent Jackhole!"...Tony groaned.

"Stand down, Ziva."...Gibbs ordered.

Ziva turned her head, looking at Gibbs..."He is innocent, Gibbs!"

"How exactly do you know that, Officer David?"...Fornell asked.

"She told me she was going to do this."

All eyes moved back to Ziva as they all at once said..."What?"

Ziva sighed..."Tony and I were out on a date and, and she was at the hotel."

Tony stood quickly..."She was at the Waldorf, Ziva?!"

"Wait...THE Waldorf-Astoria?"...Sacks blurted out, looking shocked. Fornell glared at him..."Uh, sorry."

Her eyes peeked towards Tony..."Yes...that is the reason I had to leave."

"Why, Ziva? I was with you, not her."

"It is...because..."...She sighed.

"Jeanne Benoit got a restraining order against Officer David."...Fornell interjected.

Tony cocked his head..."For what?"

"Threat of bodily harm, threatened to kill her."...Fornell answered.

"Why would you do that?"...Tony questioned Ziva.

"Because she was going to run you over!"

"Huh? When?"...Tony asked, holding his hands out to her.

"The night I took you out, when you went to get the pizza, she was sitting her car, revving the engine and I knew, it was in her eyes, she wanted to kill you. I could not let that happen, so I told her, if you do this again, I will kill you!"...Ziva just stared at Tony..."I was just protecting you."...She lowered her head and started to sniffle..."I love you so much, I had too."

Tony moved around his desk, wrapping his arms around her, hugging her tightly... "Shhh."...He leaned his head down, burying his face into the top of her head.

"Wait, you said 3 a.m., Fornell?"...Gibbs asked, Fornell nodded..."Tony, where were at 3 a.m. yesterday?"

Tony lifted his head from Ziva's hair, looking at Gibbs..."I was here, the plane landed at about 1:10 a.m. and I slept at my desk, I didn't feel like going home."

Gibbs moved to his desk, lifting his phone..."Abby, I need the squad room surveillance footage from yesterday, from 1 a.m. to 8 a.m."

"What's up, Boss?"...Tony asked, still consoling Ziva.

"Hopefully your get out of jail free card."

Moments later, Abby popped up on the plasma..."Hey, Gibbs...hey, why is Ziva crying?"

"Jeanne accused Tony of raping her."...Gibbs replied.

"That...BITCH!"...Abby yelled in anger so loudly that it shook her pigtails..."I should drive to the Berkeley and kick her ass myself!"

"Abby, how did you know she was at the Berkeley?"...Gibbs asked, squinting at the plasma.

"Uh, uh, uh..."

"I asked her to find her, Gibbs."...Ziva said, lifting her head from Tony's chest.

"Here, Gibbs."...Abby said, putting up the surveillance footage..."Would want me to elapse time it?"

"Yeah, Abs."

(The footage started to play, it shows Tony arriving at 1:58 a.m., carrying a handful of bags, he sits down and starts eating a large assortment of things: donuts, burgers, Chinese, looking depressed. It shows Tony doing sit-ups, push ups and finally falling asleep at about 2:50 a.m. He awakes at 6:17 a.m., where he starts eating again, moments later, he falls asleep again.)

"Jeez, DiNozzo, you really suck, ya know that?"...Sacks said, pestering him.

"Maybe, but I ain't no raper...rapist? Rapper? Never mind."

"That doesn't explain the semen inside her."...Gibbs spoke up.

"Semen?"...Tony asked.

"Yeah, yours."

"My semen was inside her?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"I dunno, when's the last time you had sex?"

"With her?"

"No, with yourself! Ziva, slap him!"...Ziva slaps him in the back of the head..."Yes, her!"...Gibbs barked loudly.

Tony rubbed the back of his head..."The night before my car blew up."...Tony sighed..."That was the last time I had sex, period."

"She told me she had your sperm and if I did not back off, she would use it again you, making your life miserable."...Ziva added, telling them what Jeanne had whispered in Ziva's ear.

"She garped my sperm? That bitch!"

"Garped? What in the hell are you talking about, DiNozzo?"...Sacked asked, even though he probably didn't want to know.

"The World According to Garp, Glenn Close play a nurse who wants a baby, but not a husband, so she take advantage of this dying man, who's in vegetated state from shrapnel to his head from the war and his name was Technical Sergeant Garp, thus, she garped my spermies!"

"You watch too many damn movies, DiNozzo."...Sacks groaned, shaking his head.

"Oh God...is she pregnant?"...Tony asked, with worry on his face.

"Do not give her any new ideas, Tony."...Ziva quickly replied.

"According to the test results...no."...Fornell answered Tony's question.

"Thank you, Jesus!"...Ziva yelled.

All eyes moved back to Ziva.

"What? I will take all the help I can get."

"Heh. No wonder I love her."

"Aww, you love me?"

Tony slowly started to nod..."Yeah, I believe I do."...He smiled.


Several hours later...

Fornell stood next to Gibbs desk as Tony leaned against Ziva as she sat in her chair.

"You sure he's not your son, Jethro? You and he seem to have trouble with the fairer sex."...Fornell said, groding him.

"Ah, Tobias, still mad about marrying my ex-wife? How much money did she take again...all of it, wasn't it?"...Gibbs fired back.

"You do know I'm in the same room, right?"...Tony added to the conversation. They both look at him and shrugged their shoulders.

"Go to your desk."...Gibbs pointed to Tony's desk..."NOW!"...Tony made it to his chair in record time..."Hey, maybe he is my kid."...Gibbs remarked.

"I wish you were my dad, Boss, I would've learned a trade, like boat building or coffee drinking, but no, my dad has to be rich, Italian and quite good looking. It sucks, Boss."...Tony lowered his head, hiding his grin.

"He's got you there, Jethro."...Fornell said, before taking a drink of his coffee.

"Why are we just waiting here, Fornell?"...Sacks groaned, leaning against the windows.

"Because I said so, Special Agent Sacks."...Fornell retorted..."And since I'm the boss, it looks like we're waiting."

Gibbs started to speak when his phone rang, he quickly picks it up..."Lets go, Abby has something."

Tony, Ziva, Gibbs, Fornell and Sacks all moved to the elevator, riding down to Abby's lab.

Gibbs steps off, walking into Abby's lab..."What ya got, Abs?"

Abby turned, seeing the hurd of people move into her lab..."Five people and not one, Caf-Pow?"

"If you get me off...I'll buy you a Caf-Pow machine, Abs!"...Tony exclaimed, hopeful..."No pund intended."

"Get ready to get off then, Tony!"...Abby grinned, turning back to her computer..."I ran Tony's seminal fluid."

"And?"...Tony said, getting impatient.

"I found high traces of glucose."

"That makes sense, the only thing Tony eats is sugar."...Ziva spoke up, her phone started to ring, she steps back answering it.

"No, it means it was most likely frozen. When sperms sits around too long and then is frozen, it builds up sugars to keep itself active, but I also found signs of deterioration and crystallization."...Abby replied.

"Meaning?"...Tony asked.

"When freezing sperm, there are steps you must take to ensure that the sperm will live through the process and this sperm wasn't maintained and prepared properly...I could go into more detail if you want me, too?"...Abby asked.

"No, no, no, that's okay, Abs...it's my sperm and it's creeping me out."...Tony stated..."So, she stole my sperm, froze it, defrosted it and then plopped it in?"

Abby turned, picking up her Caf-Pow, she sucked on the straw until no drink was left, just the sound of air passing through it..."Pretty much."...She shook her cup, sucking on it again..."I hate when that happens."

"Damn, she really froze my sperm?"

"Yup, wanna see?"...Abby said, moving to the microscope, she looks into it..."Aww, your sperm are also wearing cute little ski masks and have frost beards, too, except the girl ones."...Abby grinned, looking back at Tony.

"I don't have girl sperms, Abs! Only manly DiNozzo sperms. Heh."

"Aww, don't want a girl?"

"I want a girl!"...Ziva spoke out, moving back into the group.

All eyes looked at Ziva..."What? I want a little me."...She lowered her head.

"Aww, Ziva."...Abby said, moving to her, hugging her..."Imagine how exotic and beautiful a tiva baby would be? Half Italian, half Israeli...Istalian! Yeah! I think I just made up a new word! Maybe culture!"

Ziva raised her head and smiled..."Do you think so?"

"Yeah."...Abby smiled..."But you might wanna consider taking it from the tap, instead of from the freezer section, though."...She grinned.

Tony and Ziva both laughed.

Abby punches Tony in the arm..."What you laughing at?"

"Heh."

Gibbs slaps Tony in the back of the head..."Don't say it, DiNozzo and it takes a boy to have a boy, but it takes a man to have a girl."

Abby smiled..."When you're right, Gibbs, you're right and you're ALWAYS right!"

"That good enough for you, Fornell?"...Gibbs asked.

"That'll do. We'll go pick her up for filing a false report."

"May WE do it?"...Ziva asked.

"She still has a restraining order on you."

Ziva just smiled.


Jeanne Benoit laid asleep in a hospital bed, Tony cleared his throat. She opened her eyes, seeing Tony standing in the doorway, his hands behind his back.

Jeanne gasped, shocked at seeing him..."W-w-what are you doing here? You r-raped me."

Tony stepped to his left, disappearing out of view, Ziva was standing behind him, her head down, her arms to her side, her wrists crossed by her stomach, she slowly raised her head smiling. She takes a step into room, she grabs the door handle and slowly starts to close it as Tony moved back to the door, he was holding Ziva's Sig and knife.

"You can't be here, I have a restraining order against you! HELP! Security! Nurse!"

The door closes, Tony puts his ear to the door hearing a huge crash..."Oooh, that had to hurt."...He cringed.

A minute passes, the door opens, Ziva steps out still smiling, Jeanne was face down on the floor, handcuffed.

Tony holds out his hands, Ziva takes back her weapons..."Toda."...She kisses him lovingly on the lips.

He nodded as they turned walking down the hallway, moving towards Agent Sacks.

"She resisted arrest, Slacks...she's all yours."...Tony said, Ziva tossed him her handcuff keys as they walked by.