"White." Abby spoke out.

"White?" Ziva repeated.

"Yeah, do you think I should wear white?" Abby asked as she and Ziva were sitting at the DiNozzo kitchen table.

"That is up to you, this is your special day, not mine. I was married in cargo pants and a t-shirt."

Abby laughed, "Of course you were."

Ziva shrugged her shoulders, "That is who I am, what I feel comfortable in."

"Yeah, but if I elope, my mom will kill me, plus, I want Gibbs to give me away." Abby smiled.

"Then have your wedding, but that doesn't mean you have to go traditional. What does McGee say?"

"He said Tony told him to just say yes."

Ziva laughed, "Ask him, Abby, ask him what he wants."

"It's not sex, that's for sure."

Ziva cocked her head, "What?"

"Oh, nothing, it's just that...he asked me to marry him 3 weeks ago and we've had sex like 4 times."

"A day?"

"No. Total." Abby squinted at Ziva, "A day?"

"Ohhhh, uhhh..."

"Wait, you guys have sex 4 times a day?"

"Not always, but sometimes, I guess." Ziva stood up and moved over to the refrigerator, taking out a box.

"You guess?"

Ziva walked back over, sitting down. She opened the box and took out a donut and took a huge bite from it, "Sometimes more."

"More?"

"Yes." Ziva replied and finished off the donut, reaching for another, "Sometimes less."

Abby shook her head, confused, "And how many times have you had sex today?"

Ziva stopped chewing and looked up and rolled her eyes to the right before closing them. She flicked her right index finger multiple times as she counted in her mind.

"Come on." Abby sighed, "Really?"

"Technically, the first one shouldn't have counted, we stopped when I had to thr..." Ziva stopped mid-word and looked at her half-eaten donut.

"What is it? Does it taste bad?"

Ziva looked up at Abby, "I don't like donuts."

"Then why are you eating them?"

"Perhaps..." Ziva smiled, "...a craving?"

"Jethro?" Ziva called out as she made her way down the stairs.

Gibbs stepped over to the bottom of the stairs, his NIS sweatshirt covered in sawdust, looking up at Ziva, "Tell them to make themselves at home, I'll be right up."

"Are you sure it's okay, I'm sure I can get someone else to watch them."

"It's fine." Gibbs replied, "I'm more than happy to watch them." Ziva smiled and moved down a couple more stairs and held out a large manila envelope towards Gibbs, "What's this?"

"If you get the chance, can you take a look at it?"

Gibbs took the envelope and nodded, "Sure."

"Mom!" Tali yelled, making Ziva quickly turn around.

"What?" Ziva frantically called out.

Tali appeared in the basement doorway, "Mom, Speak is eating the couch."

"What?" Ziva ran up the stairs and slid past Tali.

Tali smiled and waved at Gibbs, "Hey, Mr. Gibbs."

"Hey, kiddo." Gibbs smiled, "Just call me Gibbs, okay?"

Tali nodded, "Okay."

"No, Speak!" Ziva shouted, "Bad, Speak!"

"Speak?" Gibbs asked, "Do I want to know?"

Tali grinned and shook her head no, making Gibbs laugh.

An older woman in a white doctor's coat walked into her office and sat across from Tony and Ziva, "You are indeed pregnant, Mrs. DiNozzo." She smiled at them, "You conceived after only one IUI, that's a very rare thing."

"My wife is a very special kind of rare, doc." Tony gushed, "She's..." He turned his head towards her, "...my everything." He leaned in, kissing her.

"Your due date is May 12th." The doctor held out a piece of paper towards them.

Tony took the paper and looked at it, "It's a Tuesday, Ziva, that's great, there's nothing on TV on Tuesdays."

Ziva rolled her eyes, taking the paper from Tony, "He or she would be a Taurus, yes?"

"I believe so." The doctor replied.

"Sounds like a boy to me, big and strong." Ziva smiled.

"Or a Ford." Tony joked, but Ziva looked confused, "You know, the car, a Ford Taurus? Never mind."

"Have you thought about whether or not you'll be having a natural birth again?" The doctor asked.

"No." Ziva quickly shot back. She laughed nervously, "Uhh, no, we haven't discussed it."

The doctor smiled, "Believe me, I understand, your son was quite the big boy, how much did he weigh again?"

"9 lbs 1 oz." Tony answered with a grin.

The doctor laughed, "Only a man would be proud of that."

"She should be." Tony stated, "That's like me passing a kidney stone the size of a Twinkie out my..."

"Tony!" She turned her head towards Tony, he was smiling at her, "Stop smiling, I'm mad at you." His smile widened making her smile, "Damn it, I just can't stay mad at you."

Tony leaned forward and placed his right hand on Ziva's stomach and gently caressed it. He kissed her softly on the lips and whispered, "You and me equals baby number three."

Ziva eased her head back and smiled, "Awww."

"Come on, lets get out of here."

Ziva turned, looking at the doctor, "Are we done here?"

"Yes, my receptionist will set you up with your next appointment, I want to see you in 4 weeks."

"Thank you, doctor." Ziva stood up, taking a hold of Tony's hand and pulled him towards the door, "Hey, guess what?"

"What?"

"Knock, knock."

Tony squinted at her, "Who's there?"

"Do."

"Do who?"

Ziva smiled, "You know who."

"Heh. Indeed I do."

Gibbs was sitting on his couch, the contents of the manila envelope were spread across the coffee table, "What's that?" Tali asked, pulling herself away from playing Wii with her brother.

"They're blueprints."

"Blueprints?" Tali questioned.

"They're like instructions."

"For?"

"Your turn, Tali." Junior called out. He turned, seeing Tali wasn't playing anymore, "Tali!"

Tali looked towards her brother, "I don't want to play anymore." She dropped her wii-remote on the coffee table and sat down next to Gibbs and began looking over the blueprints.

"But I'm winning." Junior pouted, "That's no fair." He moved towards her, only to stop in his tracks, "Mommy! Daddy!" His eyes lit up seeing his parents step through the front door. He ran over and jumped into his mother's arms, hugging her.

"Did you behave for Gibbs, sweetie?" Ziva questioned her son.

"He was perfect." Gibbs answered.

Ziva kissed her son on the forehead, "Good boy, now go get your shoes on." He nodded and ran off, "You, too, Tali."

Tali peeled herself away from the blueprints and went to put on her shoes.

"So, can you do it?" Ziva asked.

Gibbs looked up at her, "Build you a house from scratch?"

"Yeah." Ziva nodded.

"Why me?"

"Heh. You can't make boats forever, Gibbs." Tony grinned, "Well, you probably can, but, uh, we're gonna need more room."

Gibbs squinted at Tony's last statement.

Ziva moved over to Tali and Junior, kneeling down in front of them, pulling them close, "Mommy and daddy have something important to tell you."

"What is it, mommy?" Junior asked, "Do you need a hug?"

"Awww." Ziva took her son in her arms, hugging him, "Thank you."

Tony joined Ziva, squatted down in front of the kids, "Mommy is going to have another baby."

Tali's eyes lit up, "A little sister?" She grinned, "My birthday present!"

"Birthday present?" Tony repeated.

"Yeah!" Tali exclaimed, "Mommy asked me what I wanted and I told her, a little sister."

Tony looked at Ziva and just shook his head, "Oh, is that so?"

Ziva laughed, "Tony, I've been thinking about having another baby for awhile, it's just a coincidence."

Tony leaned over, kissing Ziva lovingly on the lips, he slowly pulled away and whispered, "You lying sack of beautiful."

Ziva smiled and turned to Junior, "How about you, sweetie, are you excited to be a big brother?" Junior just stood there, a bit perplexed, "You okay?"

"Will they like pancakes?"

"Yeah, buddy, they'll probably like pancakes." Tony replied.

Junior smiled, "Okay, you can keep it."

Tony and Ziva both laughed, "Thank you." She smiled at his cuteness.

Author Note - When this chapter a rockin', don't come a knockin'!