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M- Mom

Background: Ziva had been spending most of her free time at home with their now month old baby. Tony had finally got her to relinquish control of her baby so her and Abby could go out and have a day out for themselves. She had reluctantly agreed, but now that it was time for them to leave, Ziva was having second thoughts.

"Ziva, baby, if you don't leave soon you're gonna be late."

"I know, Tony, just…" Currently she was going from room to room in their house, trying to make sure everything was all ready and prepared.

"Okay, okay, I'll go now. You will call…"

Tony grabbed her gently by the shoulders. "Zi, relax. Of course I will – but we will be fine. You trust me, right?"

Ziva looked up at him. "With my life."

Tony smiled. "Everything will be fine. But I think she wants a hug from you first."

"Oh, is she the only one who wants a hug from me?" She smiled flirtatiously.

Tony pretended to think about this for a minute. "Well, I was thinking more along the lines of this." He pushed her hair back and tilted her face up to meet his, giving her a loving, deep kiss goodbye.

"I love you Tony."

"I love you too Zi."

She smiled and walked over to the crib, where their 1 month year old daughter Rose looked up at her with her sparking eyes just like her father's. Ziva picked her up and cuddled her for a moment, hugging her close to her chest. "I love you, baby girl. Be good for Daddy." She planted a kiss on the little girl's forehead as she placed her back in the crib and tucked her in. When she was safely in the crib Tony came up behind her quietly and kissed her neck, wrapping his arms around her.

"You're a really great Mom, you know that?"

Ziva chuckled. "Well I do not know about that. It has only been one month."

"No, it's been 10 months. Ever since she was conceived you have been looking out for her and protecting her. And now you don't want to leave her – even with me here to love her and take care of her and to protect her with my life. You love her so much."

Ziva turned to face him and smiled. "Thanks Tony. I never want our children to grow up like I did. I never want them to doubt our love for them. Not even for a minute."

Tony smiled softly. "I know baby, trust me, the thought that we don't love them won't ever cross their mind, even for a second. Wait…" He smirked. "You said 'our', as in plural. Does that mean you want more kids? Because I would love-"

Ziva smiled suggestively and winked at him. "I guess you will have to wait to find out. I have to go." Tony's face fell slightly. "And…" She grinned sexily as she walked backwards away from him towards the door. "I guess we will have see if you are up to it."

Tony broke out into a grin and winked back at her. "I think the question is whether you can handle it."

Ziva laughed. "I think I've already proved myself in that department, yes?" She winked at him.

Tony laughed. "Okay Zi, you have to go right now, because otherwise I think we'll be finding out very soon." Ziva laughed as she opened the door to leave.

"Bye Tony. Ani Ohevet Otcha."

He smiled. "We'll be fine here, and Rose'll be waiting for her Mom to come home. Ani Ohevet Otach. "