A/N: So did anyone else notice how Tony and Gibbs both have Nextel phones, among others, but they never use the Nextel? For some reason that just bothers me, lol.
If you have any ideas about what you would like to "see" happen in this story feel free to let me know.
Chapter Fourteen
"You know, I think I'm gonna go down stairs and get some snacks or something." McGee said as he stood awkwardly at the door.
"Okay." Ziva said as she watched Tim leave the room and turned back to Tony.
Tony held her gaze for a moment longer before he turned back to his bed and laid Shai down in the middle after putting his bag on the floor. Tony stole the pillows from McGee's bed and placed them around Shai. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at Ziva who was still looking at him like she'd never met him before. Tony shook his head and looked back at Shai who turned in his sleep and cuddled against the pillow.
"Where is Gibbs?" Ziva asked breaking the awkward silence.
"Dunno." Tony said as he watched her move to the other side bed and lay on her side next to Shai. "He was in Starbucks before I chased you through that damn park." Ziva raised her eyebrows at him as he cursed. "Sorry." He mumbled as he turned his body so he was facing her and Shai.
"He has been good for you, yes?" Ziva asked as she ran her fingers through the young boys dark hair.
"Yeah." Tony said softly as he watched Shai stir awake.
"Ima?" Shai questioned as his green eyes fluttered open.
"Shalom, my love." Ziva said softly with a smile as she kissed her son's nose. Shai smiled with a yawn and snuggled against Ziva. "Sonno, bambino." Ziva whispered causing Tony's head to whip around quickly. Ziva laughed as she pushed Shai's hair back.
"Italian?" Tony questioned.
"It is in his blood, is it not?" Ziva asked not looking up from the sleeping toddler.
"It is." Tony said and turned to look back at the door.
"You are mad." Ziva stated looking up at the back of Tony's head.
"Something like that." Tony mumbled as his shoulders tensed.
"Tony, you do not understand." Ziva repeated.
"Then explain it to me." Tony growled turning to look at her. "Stop telling me I don't understand, you're different, I know something happened, something bad."
"How do you know that?" Ziva questioned, slightly alarmed.
"Your eyes." Tony said leaning in closer to her. "The new scars on your cheek, arms."
"You have changed as well, you are more, fit." Ziva said changing the subject causing Tony to smirk.
"Well, you know." Tony laughed and they fell into a silence. "Zee-vah, I'm sorry."
"Do not apologize." Ziva said shaking her head. "It is a-."
"Sign of weakness, I know." Tony groaned as he stood from the bed and paced.
"Just ask, Tony." Ziva said frustrated as she watched him become more agitated.
"It's been over two years since any one has heard anything from you." Tony started. "Mossad said they didn't even know where you were at one point, I don't know if I believe that."
"Tony." Ziva warned as she slowly pulled away from Shai so she didn't wake him.
"Did you know?" Tony asked as he came to a stop in front of Ziva.
"Did I know what?" Ziva asked confused.
"When we left you in Tel Aviv, did you know you were pregnant?" Tony said taking a step closer to Ziva.
"I did." Ziva confirmed and watched as Tony's jaw clenched and his eyes clouded with anger and hurt.
"You didn't think that I deserved to know?" Tony questioned. "Fuck Ziva, why didn't you tell me I got you pregnant?"
"I did not know."
"You just said-."
"I did not know if he was yours." Ziva explained equally as irritated as Tony.
"Michael." Tony said coldly as he glanced at Shai. "He's not his father, Abby did-."
"I know, Tony." Ziva said and Tony gave her a confused look. "Shai looks more like you than anyone in my family or Michael's."
"Why didn't you tell me, Zee-vah?" Tony asked.
"I do not know." Ziva said simply. "That night was a-."
"Don't." Tony said. "We both know what that night was about, why it happened."
"Tony, do not make it into something it is not."
"You still should've told me! I have a right to know I'm going to be a father." Tony growled.
"Keep your voice down, DiNozzo." Ziva hissed. "I did not tell you because I did not know he was yours. We hardly even spoke, Tony. It would have been difficult for you when I stayed in Israel."
"If I had known you were pregnant, mine or not, that plane would not have left without you. Despite how many times you knock me on my ass and hold your gun against me." Tony said through gritted teeth.
"How is your arm?" Ziva questioned trying desperately to change the subject.
"Zee-vah." Tony said taking a step closer to her. "What happened after we left you in Tel Aviv?"
"I do not want to talk about it." Ziva said and pulled away from Tony but he gently grabbed her arm and stopped her retreat.
"Then tell me why you left Shai with Gibbs, why you are running." Tony pleaded.
"They want him." Ziva said softly as she looked over at Shai.
"Who's they, Zi?" Tony questioned.
"My father, Mossad." Ziva sighed. "They want me dead and Shai, he wants to train him. Better than he trained me, harder, because I cracked, I became soft, have feelings."
"Fuck your father." Tony hissed.
"He will find Shai, at any price." Ziva explained and Tony noted now was not the time to correct her. "He will have me killed."
"No, he won't." Tony said. "We're not gonna let him."
"Tony, you do not-." She cut herself off. "When he found me, and found out I was pregnant, and it could be yours." She took a deep breath. "It was not good, he does not like you."
"Did he hit you? Is that where these scars are from?" Tony questioned daring to softly running his finger down her cheek.
"They're not from him." Ziva explained, enjoying the feeling of Tony's skin against hers. "I have changed, Tony. I am still so mad at you."
"Michael." Tony groaned again. He was growing to hate the name, especially when Ziva was involved.
"When I woke up that morning, you were gone." Ziva added as her deep brown eyes searched Tony's. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it was the door opened and McGee and Gibbs walked in.