Once again, disclaimer's in chapter 1. Thank you for reading and thank you thank you to all who read and review. Enjoy. Jeanne
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Ziva adjusted the shower spray and watched the suds slip down between her breasts and over her stomach. Once able to look down the entire length of her body, her belly protruded enough to partially block her view of her feet. Twenty weeks along and already I can't wait to look like me again. Too bad I can't keep the boobs though. But maybe Tony will be able to touch them again without me wanting to kill him.
Tony. She missed him. She missed talking to him. Fighting with him. And Sex. Pregnancy seemed to have kicked her into overdrive and Tony wasn't there to meet the demand. She cranked the water off before the shower massage began to look too tempting. Having Hannah or the troglodyte minion she'd nick named no-neck catching her making due in the shower was not something she wanted. She smiled to herself. Hannah's second henchman had mysteriously disappeared the night after his unfortunate slip up on the phone. Now she had only one low life to deal with, plus Hannah. It was a small bright spot in her confinement.
She toweled off and applied a generous amount of cream to her abdomen and breasts. She was an optimist. Pregnant or not, she'd get out and she didn't want stretch marks and saggy boobs.
She pulled a robe from the back of the door and secured it loosely around her waist. Soon no-neck would be coming to administer her weekly check up. Last week the onion smelling man could barely contain his delight as he examined her. She'd been about to break his wandering fingers when she noticed a remote for the door in his pocket. It was then a new plan was born. While she was in no shape to overpower him, she could distract him. With Hannah in the kitchen she whispered in his ear, "Come back alone. Tomorrow."
Even though he looked like natural selection should have drowned him in the gene pool eons ago, he apparently had two brain cells to rub together. "I ain't stupid lady."
She huffed. "I'm pregnant and locked in a box and the shower isn't cutting it. She doesn't have to know."
"She won't." He'd squeezed her breast and left.
She selected 'Lady Chatterley's Lover,' from the stack on the coffee table and stretched out on the sofa. She didn't have to wait long before the door opened with a soft beep. No-neck was alone.
Ziva stood and stretched, her robe open. No-neck was transfixed.
He shuffled side to side as he approached her. She supposed the walk was meant to be masculine but to her it looked like his underwear had become firmly entrenched in his posterior. "What size breasts you got? They've gotta be a D cup."
She bit her tongue to not blurt out. I don't know. What size are yours? "I bet you'd know if you felt them."
He slid her robe off her shoulders and it fell away. She forced herself to moan in delight when he squeezed her breasts.
He squinted at her with his beady red-rimmed eyes. "I'm sure you're pent up baby. I saw that guy who did this to you. I'm telling you. I'm way bigger."
Only if you are some sort of equine disguised a miserable excuse for a human being. She nipped his lower lip. "Prove it."
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"I swear. After this I am going to have McGee fixed. I might even do it myself. Right after he gets back from the cafeteria."
"You might have already accomplished that. Have you seen how he's walking?" Tony smiled at Abby. She sat propped up against her pillows, a Styrofoam cup of ice chips in her hand. Her hair was down. She wore no make up and a butt ugly hospital gown. He thought she'd never looked more beautiful.
"I do feel a little bit bad about that. I reached out. It was the first thing I came in contact with. Then I had a contraction. I guess I kind of locked and squeezed."
He felt nauseous. "Can we skip the part where you tell me how you squashed McGee's….how you squashed McGee?"
Abby shook some ice chips into her mouth. She pushed them into her cheek and sucked. "I need to skip the part where I force an entire human being out my vagina."
"Maybe you need to push your little button thingy again."
She lifted a little buzzer like contraption attached to a long cord and pressed it, unleashing a fresh wave of Toridol through her veins. She sighed and settled back against the pillows. "That's better. Tell Ziva medication is the way to go. None of that natural birth stuff."
Suddenly the room seemed two sized too small. His heart beat a staccato rhythm in his ears. "She has to have a C section."
"Isn't it a little early to know that?"
He took a deep breath to steady his voice. "She's had complications before."
Abby reached out squeezed his hand. She felt like a lifeline. "I see."
He squeezed it back. "That's what Ziva said to me."
"Huh?"
"The mysterious phone call that that nutso sister in law of hers let her make, "I said 'do what you have to do' and she said 'I see.'"
Ice clinked against her teeth as she spoke. "What else did she say?"
"Not much. I asked her where she was and she said she couldn't say."
"Think carefully. Did she say she couldn't say? Or didn't know?
"She said. 'I can't say.'"
"You should have told me before." She admonished. "'I can't say' means she knows where she is."
He ran his thumb over the back of her hand. "I figured that part. Sarah and I have been running down leads but she's been so many places in her life that doesn't help much."
"That's only the half of it. She said. 'I see.'"
"I don't think that means anything."
Abby's eyes shown bright, "Au contraire. It's women speak. Like when we say 'I'm fine' but you're just supposed to guess what you've done wrong. Like getting your girlfriend pregnant."
"So what does it mean?"
"I think maybe she just meant she could see you at the time, or she had seen you."
His breath stalled in his lungs as the pieces clicked into place. He knew what Ziva had seen. It all made sense. He pulled out his cell phone. Sarah was now number one on speed dial. "Good news. I think I know where she might be."
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"This must be the place." Tony said. He, Gibbs and Sarah stood outside a handless door locked with a keypad. The brass plate on the door read "Khoury Corporation." Later, he would berate himself for not realizing sooner where Ziva was. Not until he knew she was safe and he had her home, preferably when they were both naked in bed enjoying the after glow.
"No lock to pick. No handle. Any guesses as to the code?" He asked.
"It's probably unlocked with a little remote. I might know the code though." Sarah's slender fingers tapped against the keypad and the door opened.
Gibbs nodded his head in the direction of the door. He motioned for the two of them to enter.
Sidearms drawn, they advanced through the door. Tony's heart plummeted from his mouth down into his shoes. What appeared to be the living room of Ziva's prison was empty, but he'd recognize what she called her "happy sound" anywhere. He and Sarah exchanged a knowing look. She pointed at the bedroom and mouthed, "You look."
The rough brick scratched his back as he skimmed along the wall. He peered through the crack in the bedroom door.
Ziva's back was to him. Woman on top she undulated slowly, her low unearthly sounds filling the room. The man beneath her sounded like he was working his way up to a coronary.
Her hands slid up the grunting man's body. She fisted them in his hair and then snap-a great crunching of bone echoed in the small room. Suddenly the man's head was on backwards.
"Ziva?" he gasped.
"Tony." She dismounted and flung herself at him. He gathered her nude body into his arms. He breathed her in as he kissed her.
"Please tell me you didn't." He murmured against her mouth.
"No. But my skin still feels like it's crawling. We have to have sex soon. I have to scrub this from my mind and I need it."
He kissed her again until she broke away. She lifted the dead man's pants from the floor and pulled a small remote from his pocket. "Hold on to this."
She opened the closet and selected a rose print top and jeans. She wobbled as she pulled on her pants.
"Wow you're…"
"Fat? I just hit twenty weeks today and it's going to get worse."
"I was going with amazing uncoordinated." He said. He thought back to advice McGee had given him, no doubt gleaned from Gibbs. "You don't even look pregnant from behind."
"You know? I don't even care. Let's just get the hell out of here."
He sensed rather than felt Sarah behind him. "Ziva." She said, the relief evident in her voice. She kissed her daughter on each cheek and hugged her. "You can't leave yet. Hannah will no doubt be here soon. And it's four against one. We stay. We make sure she never leaves."
Tony wrapped his arms around Ziva. "Don't you hate it when she's right?"
"You have no idea."
"Put the body in the fridge." Sarah said. "Gibbs and I will wait outside. You two inside." She turned on her heel and left.
Tony's eyes cut to the dead body. "Normally when a guy dies like that they have trouble closing the coffin lid but I don't think he's going to have that problem."
She pulled back from him, her eyes narrowed. "I cannot believe you just looked."
"Well, sweet cheeks. I did find you naked on top of him. And it sounded like the real deal."
"I was faking it."
He grabbed the corpse's feet and rolled it to the ground with a thud. "Your friend have a name?"
"I've just been calling him no-neck."
"I was going to go with Bluto." He lugged the body to the fridge in fits and starts and crammed him in.
Back in the bedroom Ziva stretched out a top the comforter on her side, Sarah's backup gun under her pillow.
Tony huddled in the closet. "Ziva."
"What?"
"You were really faking?"
He could have sworn she was smiling. "Yes. I've done it before I'll do it again."
"What do you mean? Certainly not with me."
"I have." She said. "With you."
"What?!"
"I was tired and wanted to get back to sleep. So sue me. This is an expression, yes?"
"Yes." He swallowed. He'd deal with the blow to his masculinity later. "Ziva?"
"What?"
"I love you."
"I love you too." She said. She caressed her stomach. "Both of you."
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Once again sorry for the delay. I realized that the troglodyte needed a cameo. He's the archetypal bad date/ want to be date. I think they spawn in the dirty towel bin at the gym.
And then I realized. Heck, I've had enough of Tony and Ziva apart. The real fun is getting them together. So I had to condense the two chapters. Ah well. Hope you liked it. As always, Thanks for reading and let me know what you think. Jeanne.