Chapter Twenty-One-Heart & Soul

"What?" Eli asked.

"Director David, I love your daughter. Hell, I'm crazy about her. I would do anything for her. I would die for her."

"He almost has." She pointed out.

He nodded, his head whirring with thoughts. How could Ziva be sleeping with the man who killed Michael Rivkin? How could this have happened?

"When did this start?" He asked, his anger towards Tony tingeing his voice.

"Ziva had just returned from Miami and well I was a bit sour that she got to go and I didn't."

"Please, you were jealous." She said with a laugh.

"Okay, yes, maybe I was. Anyway, she smelled so good. She smelled like ocean and shea butter. I told her this, too."

"Yes, and then that night after work I went home and…" She paused to let a laugh come spewing out of her mouth. "…I got the shea butter…"

"Okay, Zi, I don't think he wants to know what happened next." Tony said, resting his hand on her thigh.

"Yes." Eli agreed with the Italian man. "So, Ziva, tell me. Am I expecting a grandson or granddaughter?"

"We are not sure yet. Maybe you will get both?" She hypothesized with a shrug.

"Both? I am confused."

"We are expecting twins."

"Really?" He asked in shock.

"Yes."

"Well then, be sure to give me a call when you get close to your due date. I want to be here for you." He told her before standing up from his seat.

Ziva nodded, standing from her seat as well. Eli walked over to her and hugged her, something her hadn't done in quite some time.

"I may not be partial to Anthony but he makes you happy and it is like I said earlier. You are making your own choices."

Ziva smiled and nodded, watching as Eli walked out of the room. She turned to Tony and let out a huge sigh of relief, following it with a laugh.

"That was quite possibly the hardest thing I have ever had to tell my father." Ziva told him.

"I bet." He said, wrapping his arms around her.

He kissed the top of her head repeatedly which made Ziva giggle. Little did either agent know was that they didn't just tell her father about the pregnancy and relationship, they told someone whom they didn't really want knowing. Vance and Gibbs were in his office when Gibbs turned off the video feed to the conference room. He slammed the clicker down angrily and looked over at Vance.

"Did you know about this?" He asked the NCIS director.

Vance stood up and approached Gibbs.

"Yes."

He flashed him the classic Gibbs stare which didn't seem to intimidate Vance at all.

"I have not known for long but they did stress to me that they didn't want you to know…at least not yet, anyway."

"I think I'm going to have a little talk with them." He said, making his way out of the office.

He left before Vance could stop him. He went into the conference room to find it empty. He watched as Tony and Ziva walked hand-in-hand down the stairs. He had to stop them.

"David! DiNozzo! Get your asses up here right now!" He yelled to them, anger clearly striking through in his voice.

Tony and Ziva turned around and instantly let go of each other.

"Yes boss!" Tony called out in response.

Tony led the way up the stairs once again and when they got in front of him Ziva realized it.

"Tony, he knows." She whispered to him.

"Bingo." Gibbs said, his arms crossed in sheer anger.

He wanted an explanation as to why two of his best agents were breaking one of his most important rules. Ziva looked down sheepishly and Tony could only stand in front of Ziva slightly in a protective manner.

"So, when exactly, were you planning on tell me?" He asked; his voice calm even though they knew he was angry.

"We were not sure, Gibbs." Tony admitted.

"Is there anything else about you two I should know before I lay down the ground rules?"

They looked at each other for a second and back at Gibbs before shaking their heads.

"Good. Now, Ziva, I want you to stay here as much as possible. I will let you question people involved in the cases but I don't want you at crime scenes. Also, when you do go out in the field I will have someone escort you. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Gibbs." She said with a slight nod.

"As for your relationship…I do not want to see you two playing grab ass, got it. Keep whatever the hell this…" He paused to motion between them. "…is out of the office."

"Okay boss."

"Oh, and Ziver, if he hurts you I will take care of him."

"He won't hurt me…Gibbs." She said with tears in her eyes. "He could never hurt me."

Tony turned to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"That's right." He said.

Gibbs eyed them and Tony instantly retracted the public display of affection.

"Now, get back to work. Oh, Ziver, you'll need to fill out paperwork to get work situated while you're pregnant."

She let out a reluctant groan and followed Tony down the stairs. She hated paperwork already and now she'd have another pile of it. Later that night, Tony and Ziva were sitting in their apartment. Tony was in the chair watching a movie on pay per view and Ziva was sitting on the couch filling out her paperwork for work.

"Really?" She asked the open air.

"What is it, Ziva?" He asked, turning back towards her.

"It says how many times you and your partner has been sexually active during your pregnancy."

"What kind of question is that?"

"I have no idea. What should I put?" She asked, worried about how to answer.

Tony shrugged and moved to sit next to her. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and watched as she grabbed her cell phone. She dialed Vance's number and listened to the dial tone.

"Director?"

"Uh, no, this is his wife. How may I help you?"

"My name is NCIS agent Ziva David. I need to speak to the director."

"Oh, hello Ziva. Do you remember me?"

"Yes, Jackie, I remember you."

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, I just have to ask him about a very…ridiculous question on this paperwork I have to fill out."

"How are you feeling?" She asked, referring to the pregnancy.

"I take it you know?"

"Yes."

"I feel fine."

Jackie went to the couch where Kayla and Leon were reading.

"Leon, it's Ziva."

"Is she okay?" He asked, shooting up from his seat.

"Yes, she's fine."

"Is she going to have the babies?" Kayla asked.

"No, honey, not yet." Jackie said, brushing the hair from her daughter's face.

"David, is everything okay?"

"Yes, but I do have an issue with some of the questions on here."

"Oh, you found that one question didn't you?"

"Yes."

"If there are any questions you don't feel comfortable answering than I understand. Just leave them blank."

"Thank you."

"Ziva, make sure you get plenty of sleep. You don't have to stay up all night filling out all of that paperwork."

"Will do, sir."

She hung up the phone and picked up her pen, moving on to the next question. Tony looked down and began reading the questions along with her.

"Can I help you, Tony?" She asked, closing the file to look up at her.

"No, I am alright."

"Then why are you reading my paperwork?"

"I am interested, that is all."

"Oh. I see."

"Are you hungry?"

Ziva nodded and Tony instantly stood. He was immediately prepared to go on a late night shopping trip for her. What she said made him perk down a bit.

"Can you grab me a jar of pickles from the fridge?"

"Sure. Anything else?" He asked, taking two steps towards the kitchen.

"Uh…no, thank you."

He went to the kitchen and grabbed the pickles from the fridge. In the last week or so she had gone through two jars. He came back and handed her the pickles. She began eating on them and finished up on one part of her paperwork. She pushed the files away and brought her legs up onto Tony's lap. She smiled to him and tried identify what movie Tony was watching. When she finished eating her share of the pickles she set the jar down on the coffee table and curled into Tony. She got as close as she possibly could and looked at the television. Tony began rambling on about the movie, hearing the occasional "mmm-hmm" or "uh-huh" from her mouth. After awhile Ziva grew tired and decided to close her eyes for only a second. She soon fell into a restful sleep. Tony stopped his own rambling when he stopped hearing her reciprocations.

"Ziva?" He asked, yet he got no response.

He looked down and noticed she was fast asleep. He smiled. She appeared to be dead to the world. Just then she started to ever so softly snore, opening her mouth occasionally. Tony found this to be quite angelic and he knew he had to get her to bed. He picked her up and carried her to bed. She was slightly heavier than he remembered but he knew it was only because she was pregnant. He lay her down and covered her with the blankets. He climbed in behind her, wrapping himself around her securely. As he lied there awake that night he realized that what he was going to do that next evening was the right thing. He was definitely sure that she was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He knew it in his heart and soul.

"I love you, Ziva." He whispered in her ear.

He then turned around and reached in the first drawer of the night stand. He found a black velvet box and opened it. The diamond ring within the box shimmered in the light that came from the living room. He shut the box and placed it back in the drawer. He quietly shut it and lay back down. Only moments later he fell into a deep sleep.