Sorry my posts haven't been as regular/on their usual schedule. My grandmom broke her shoulder and I've been taking shifts to help take care of her.

In other NCIS related news, I have to say I was much happier with the 2nd episode of the season than I was with the premiere! GG and MW have also announced that this is "The Year of Tiva." I want to believe it, but I just can't. Their spoilers are always blown way out of proportion. I won't hold my breath and will believe it when I see it! Although, I think we are seeing more allusions to it in the episodes! A girl can dream...

"Oh, the pies! I forgot them on the counter!"

Tony turned the key in the ignition, allowing heat to start falling from the car's vents, "I'll go grab 'em. Wait here, 'kay?"

Ziva nodded and smiled and she put her hands in her jackets pockets and snuggled into the material of her scarf. Her eyes struggled to stay open as the heat enveloped her, with her eyelids losing the battle quickly. Minutes later Tony opened the car door to find his wife snoring and holding her abdomen, which seemed to have popped overnight. He smiled and let a humored huff escape his lips while he put the pies on the backseat and quietly shut his door.

As they pulled in front of the house Tony turned the key and then turned to his wife speaking softly as a thumb ran over her cheek, "Zi? Wake up, sweet cheeks."

A groggy, "Hmmm," left her lips as she leaned into his touch.

"We're here, Zi…"

Her eyes opened slowly and she took in her surroundings, breathing in deeply and stretching, "Oh. How long was I sleeping?"

"I went to get the pies and came back to the car. You were sleeping like a baby. I figured I'd let you sleep…gonna be a long day."

Ziva leaned forward and pecked Tony on the lips, "Thank you. I love you."

"I love you, too."

Ziva unbuckled herself from the seat and reached for the door handle, stepping out of the car into the November chill. They made the walk to the door, and Tony raised his knuckles to knock, but was startled as the door opened, "YAY! They're here guys!"

Abby lunged forward, hugging Tony tightly as he made an effort to protect the pies. She moved to Ziva, hugging her, "You look so pretty!"

She looked down to the bump under Ziva's jacket and motioned with her hands, "Can I?"

"You may, once you let me in and out of the cold."

They laughed and stepped into Abby's home as she took the pies and spoke, "You can hang your coats in the closet there. Everyone's in the living room…watching the parade."

Tony took their jackets and hung them before they walked into the room, speaking in unison, "Happy Thanksgiving!"

McGee looked up, "Hey guys! Happy Thanksgiving."

Ducky stood to shake Tony's hand, "Anthony, my boy! I'm so glad you two are joining us today."

Ziva turned to him, "We would not miss it, Ducky.

Ducky hugged her, "You are glowing my dear."

She smiled, "Thank you. Are Jimmy and Breena not joining us?"

Gibbs smirked as he spoke, "His father and mother-in-law were insistent on spending today with them."

Tony sucked in his breath painfully, "Yowzers. That sucks."

Ziva chuckled, turning her head and noticing a strange face with familiar qualities. She nodded his direction with an inquisitive look and friendly smile playing on her face. Abby emerged from the kitchen, "Okay, Tony and Ziva! This," she gestured to the stranger, "is my brother Kyle!"

Ziva's smile grew to a grin as Kyle walked towards them, hugging her tightly and moving over to hug Tony who smiled uncomfortably at the stranger's contact. "Hey! It's so nice to meet you. Abby has told me so much. It's nice to finally put a face with the stories!"

Tony laughed, "I see hugging runs in the family. Abs, what kind of stories have you been telling him? Should I be concerned?"

Abby let out a throaty laugh and winked, "You only need to be a little concerned. I've told him, mostly, good stuff!"

Tony joined Gibbs, McGee, and Ducky on the couch as they waited for the parade to stop and the game to start. Kyle looked to Ziva's abdomen, "Can I ask how far along you are?"

Ziva looked to him with smiling eyes, "Yes, of course. We are almost fifteen weeks along."

"How exciting! Congratulations!"

"It is, and thank you."

Abby moved closer, "Okay, you told me once we were inside I could!"

Ziva grinned and nodded as Abby knelt in front of her, placing her hands on her belly, "Hi niece or nephew! It's your Aunt Abby! How are you?"

Abby placed her ear on the protrusion as Ziva spoke, "Abby, I do not think the baby can speak yet."

"Shh! We'll never know if you are talking over him or her!"

Ziva shook her head in amused disbelief as Gibbs smirked and turned his attention back to the television.

XXX

Abby came through the swinging kitchen door with a bronzed turkey on a large platter. The room erupted into cheers and compliments on its appearance and aroma, as well as Abby's cooking abilities.

A waft of something spicy caught Ziva's nostrils, causing her mouth to water uncontrollably, "Oh, Abby! I smell spices."

Abby laughed, "Well, I hope everyone enjoys a cajun style Thanksgiving!"

There were bowls of dirty rice, smothered corn, carrot soufflé, spinach madeline, buttermilk biscuits, and a cajun spice rubbed turkey. McGee walked the table, filling their glasses with red and white, making his way to Ziva, "Red or white?"

"McGee, you know I am pregnant. I cannot drink."

"It's sparkling grape and cranberry juice, Ziva. So red or white?"

She mentally bounced between her choices before committing, "Red please."

Abby turned to Ducky as McGee sat down, "Ducky, would you like to lead us in a toast?"

Ducky stood at his chair raising his glass, "I'm not one to go on and on…"

The group laughed knowingly as Ducky chuckled and continued, "but, this year I think we are all thankful for new bonds and old bonds, as well as our growing and ever changing family. We are all blessed to have each other, and I for one, know that I am excited to see what the future brings for each of us. Happy Thanksgiving. Cheers!"

Glasses clinked over the table and platters and dishes were passed around. Animated conversation filled the room as they filled their bellies. As the final bites were taken, the men turned their attention to the living room and football game. Ziva sat at the table with Abby, rubbing her stomach, "Everything was wonderful Abby. The baby and I enjoyed the spicy food."

Abby laughed, "I'm glad. I'll make you and Tony a leftovers platter so you have some for the weekend if you want."

"I would like that very much."

Ziva stood from her seat and began to stack plates as Abby shooed her hands away, "You are pregnant! Put those down!"

"Abby, yes, I am pregnant, not an invalid. Let me help clean up."

Abby scowled at her, until Ziva won the unspoken staring contest they were having, "Fine, but you don't get to help serve dessert!"

Ziva laughed as she carried the plates into the kitchen. The two women cleared the table and rinsed the dishes, loading the dishwasher as much as it could be before turning it on. Ziva yawned, "Oh…I'm sorry Abby."

"For what?"

"My yawning."

"No offense, but you look exhausted."

"It must be all of the," she snapped her fingers together as she thought, closing her eyes to visualize the word, "trip-toe-ham!"

Abby guffawed, "I think you mean tryptophan. There's no way you consumed enough today to get tired from it though. It's an old Thanksgiving wives tale!"

"Mmm I see."

"Ziva, why don't you take a nap upstairs?"

"No, it would be rude. I am fine."

A stern look came over Abby's face, "Okay, maybe I didn't make myself clear. Go upstairs and take a nap."

Ziva yawned again, handing Abby the dish towel in defeat as she left the room, but not before turning to her, "Do not let me sleep through dessert. I have been waiting for pie since we picked them up last night."

Abby flopped onto the couch between McGee and Tony, watching the game with feigning interest. Her thoughts were interrupted by Tony, "Where's Zi?"

"I sent her upstairs for a nap. She was really tired."

Tony stood, "I should probably check on her. She's exhausted today."

He came to the top of the stairs and found a slightly ajar door. Ziva was curled on top of the blankets, motionless. The floor creaked slightly under Tony's footing causing her to open her eyes, "Tony?"

"Hey Zi. Y'alright?"

"Yes, I am exhausted, but I cannot fall asleep."

"Anything I can do to help?"

"Lay with me."

Tony smiled and curled behind his wife, wrapping his arm around her waist as she melted into him. A small whimper escaped from between her lips as they both left consciousness.

XXX

A hushed whisper left Abby's mouth, "I can't wake them…I mean, look at them. It might be the cutest thing I have ever seen. Oh, McGee, give me your cell phone."

"Why Abby?"

"I want a picture, but mine is downstairs. I don't want to miss my opportunity."

McGee rolled his eyes as he handed his phone to a smugly smiling Abby. Ziva was a perfect fit as she curled inside the confines of Tony's strong frame, their posture mimicking each others. Soft snores left both of their bodies, and their hands rested on Ziva's abdomen. Abby took the picture and smiled as she spoke, "Let'em sleep. We can postpone dessert a little longer."

Abby stopped in the kitchen and started a pot of coffee before returning to the living room. Gibbs raised his eyebrows and she responded, "Just a little bit longer. Timmy give me your phone!"

"Could you at least say please, Abby?"

She held her hand out, one eyebrow raised. He sighed and forfeited the phone, but not before adding, "Why don't you send it to yourself?"

"Maybe I was going to."

She sent the picture to herself before turning it to show Gibbs, Ducky, and Kyle. Ducky smiled, "They are completely simpatico. It is astonishing."

Kyle took the phone, examining the picture better, "How sweet!"

He passed the phone to Gibbs, who handed it directly to McGee. Abby chastised him, "Gibbs, didn't you see?"

"Ah Christ Abby… I don't wanna see that."

"It's not like it's dirty or anything…just two sleepy parents-to-be, cuddling in their sleep!"

"We're not anymore…"

The group turned to see Tony and a much more rested Ziva come down the stairs. Tony smiled and stretched his arms over his head, "The smell of coffee woke us…"

Ziva licked her lips, "Is it time for pie?"

The group chuckled and moved from their seats, trading in football for dessert.

XXX

Tony gathered their coats from the closet, throwing his on before helping Ziva into hers. She wrapped her scarf around her neck as Abby whined, "Are you sure you have to go? The party is just getting started!"

Tony looked out of the window into the dark evening and the dusting of snow that was collecting on the pavement and asphalt, "Yeah Abs, I gotta get my babies home before it gets bad out there."

"What did you say? Did you say babies? Oh my god…it's twins!"

Tony's eyes went wide, "No! No twins! By babies I mean Ziva, my baby…babe, and our baby, as in the baby."

The excitement dropped from Abby's face and was replaced by disappointment. Ziva leaned into her, "You better cheer up, because we would not want the baby to hear or see that disappointment, Abby."

The goth smiled widely, pulling Ziva into a hug, "You're so right! I was getting greedy! See, this is why you are going to be a great mom."