Author's Notes: Thank you everyone for your continued support of this story. Prince-Bishop: Thank you. McGee is smug because he gets to go do field work while DiNozzo has to sit at a desk. You may be surprised what happens in regards to Tony's bachelor party. Won't give anything away, but you will be surprised. Gingerstorm101: *throws hands up in defeat* I surrender. You are the ruler of all things magical. As for Abby's plans, you'll find out soon enough. =) TotalCowgirl: Thank you. Nando2k50: Yeah, Gibbs wouldn't do well in my family either. Lol. I thought about having Ziva make a scene originally, but I decided against it. And I'm sure that he has another headslap coming to him soon. He always does. ;) LilyGParker: Yeah, I debated on making McGee best man, but I thought since Jimmy and Tony were closer, I should make Jimmy the best man.

The baby shower games mentioned here are not ones that I made up. I cannot take credit for them, except the diaper one. These are a few games that I played at some of the showers that I have been to.

Chapter Twenty-One: Baby Shower

"I am so nervous, Abby," stated Ziva, as she hung the decorations. "What if Breena does not like it?"

Abby frowned. Today was not a good day for Ziva David. She was a nervous wreck. Normally, Ziva was her calm and collected self. However, she was becoming more and more anxiety ridden. Planning the baby shower and a wedding at the same time had taken a toll on Ziva. In two months, Ziva had lost twenty pounds. There were dark bags under her eyes from the lack of sleep. She was refusing to eat more than once a day, and even then it was not that much.

"Perhaps we should take a break?" suggested Abby.

"You are probably right," agreed Ziva, hanging the banner.

"Here," said Abby, pulling something out of her bag. Abby handed Ziva a couple slices of pizza and a cola. "Eat this. You need something besides sandwiches to eat. You are too thin."

"Abby, I am slimming down for my wedding," claimed Ziva, not taking the food offered to her.

Abby chuckled.

"Ziva, of all the people that I know, you are one of the last ones that needs to slim down for a wedding," responded Abby, still holding the pizza and cola. Ziva flushed at the compliment. Abby got a dangerous look in her eye. "Now, eat, or I will make you eat it."

"Alright," Ziva said, giving in. She took the pizza and cola from Abby, who smiled.

As Ziva ate, Abby finished putting up the rest of the decorations. The rest of the guests were due to arrive soon, along with Breena herself. Once Ziva had finished her meal, she made to get up to help. When the last of the food was on the table, they stood back to admire their work. A large punch bowl was at the center of the table. The punch was supposed to resemble bath water. A couple of yellow rubber duckies were floating on top. Next to the punch, a platter of assorted cookies lay. A fruit tray was on the other side. The rest of the table had a variety of sandwiches and chips. Near the end of the table was a cake in the shape of a rattle.

They did not have to wait long for everyone to arrive. Minutes later, the guests started pouring in. Everyone gushed about how great the fellowship hall of the church looked. It had been Abby's idea to use the church. Since she was a member, Abby had the privilege of doing so. The whole room had been decorated in jade green. Neither Jimmy nor Breena would reveal the gender of the baby. They wanted it to be a surprise. So Abby and Ziva had decided to decorate everything in green.

Breena, it seemed, was the one with the most compliments. When she entered, Breena was amazed at the decorations.

"Seriously, though," Breena said for the fifteenth time. "This is amazing! Thank you guys soo much!"

"You are welcome," said Ziva, grinning at her friend.

Once everyone had been fed, Ziva and Abby started the games. The first one was a baby shower classic. There were several jars of baby food, and you had to guess what food was in what jar. After Breena's friend Clarissa was declared the winner, they moved on to the next game. Guessing which candy bar was melted into the diaper was next. That was easily the game that grossed everyone out the most. However, it also earned a lot of laughs. One game included wrapping someone with toilet paper to make a diaper. Breena would then judge which "baby" she liked the best. Everyone rolled with laughter at the sight of Breena's cousin Cindy in a diaper, and made her the winner. The final game was a bottle drinking contest. That was by far the favorite. Everyone raced to see who could guzzle their water down the quickest. When Mary Ellen, a lady from the book club, had been named the winner, the game was over.

"Breena, I am going to put a chair in the middle of the room buy that table," explained Ziva to her friend. "I placed all of your presents over there. That way, people can take photos of you opening them."

"Thank you, Zi, that's really thoughtful," said Breena, grinning.

Ziva's plan worked out perfectly. No one was crowding anyone else in an attempt to capture a photo. Everyone was able to take a picture of Breena opening her pictures without any problems. After the presents were opened, some of the guests started to disperse. After a half an hour, nearly everyone was gone. Once everyone was gone, Abby and Ziva started to clean up. After an hour, the fellowship hall of the church was completely clean.

"Thank you for everything that you have done," Breena said, smiling at Abby and Ziva. "Let me buy you guys dinner."

"Okay," said Abby.

"I am not hungry," claimed Ziva. "But thanks."

Abby and Breena exchanged a look.

"Ziva, you need something to eat," stated Abby.

"I am still quite full from that meal earlier," lied Ziva, her stomach grumbling.

"I would say not," said Breena, laughing. "Come on, Zi, it is my treat. Let me buy you some food to thank you. Both of you." she added, glancing at Abby.

"Alright," Ziva conceded.

"Great," beamed Breena. "Now, let's get going. I'm starved."

The three ladies got into Abby's car and drove to an Indian restaurant on E street. Ziva looked confused.

"I would not believe that the baby likes spicy food," commented Ziva.

"Oh, the baby loves spicy food," responded Breena, chuckling. "Can't get enough of it, actually. I've had Jimmy order Indian food at least three times a week since I have been pregnant."

"Wow, that's a lot of curry," exclaimed Abby, eyes wide.

"You're telling me," stated Breena. "I may never eat Indian food again after I have the baby. I like spicy food, but this is just ridiculous."

Ziva and Abby shared Breena's chuckle. She seemed to be taking the whole pregnancy well. Ziva was not certain that she would be doing as well. Especially since she was a federal agent. She was shot at on a regular basis. Tony would have a cow if she was out in the field when pregnant. That was one aspect that Ziva was not looking forward to. Being pregnant meant that she would be treated differently. People would act as though she was made of glass. And Ziva did not like that at all. But, Ziva decided that was something to truly worry about when the time came. Right now, she would focus on her wedding. Stuff like pregnancy woes would come later.

So, what did you think? I had fun writing this chapter. I thought that a little bit of fluff and dark would mix well.