Tony was lying on his back in bed. Ziva was on her side, her arm draped across his waist, her head resting on his chest, "Tony..." She began.

"Hmm?" Tony answered, half asleep.

"Are you awake?"

"Hmm?"

Ziva turned her head slightly, kissing his chest, letting the tip of her tongue dart over his nipple, "Tony..." She repeated.

"Hmm?"

Ziva sighed and swung her leg over, straddling his legs. She sat back on her heels and tossed back the covers, revealing their naked bodies to the crisp air conditioned air. She lowered her mouth, running her tongue along his member, letting out a moan as she did. She raised to her head to see his reaction, but nothing had changed, "Really?" She shook her head, but let out a wolfish grin, not giving up. She quickly crawled up his body, plunging herself onto his face.

Tony called out in a muffled voice, which made her grind harder, adding in a chuckle for good measure. She leaned forward, bracing her hands on the back of the headboard and slowly started to rotate her hips. She closed her eyes, her mouth dropped open, he had finally gotten the hint and she was definitely getting a nibble.

Tony's hands wandered to her ass, giving her cheeks a squeeze as he rolled over, taking her to her back. He shot up between her legs, giving her a kiss, "Why didn't you just wake me?"

Ziva scoffed, letting out a tired laugh, "I tried."

"Well..." He smiled down at her, giving her another kiss, "That's a mighty fine alarm clock you got down there."

Ziva chuckled, "What are you waiting for?" She asked with a smile, "I did not push a snooze button."

The elevator dinged and the doors opened. Tony and Ziva stepped out and made their way to the bullpen.

"There they are!" Abby exclaimed, grinning ear to ear. She ran over to them and placed her hands on Ziva's stomach, "So precious, so exciting, so..."

"Spoiled." Gibbs added.

Abby swung her head towards Gibbs, letting out a laugh, "You got that right."

"Abby, are you going to do this everyday?" Ziva asked.

"Probably." Abby quickly answered.

Ziva looked at Tony, "I knew that."

"Heh." Tony nodded.

"I can't wait until she's here!" Abby squealed.

"She?" Tony asked.

"Yeah, Tony, a girl. Ziva's having a girl."

"You been talking to Miss Cleo over at the Psychic hotline or something?" Tony quipped.

"No, I have my own psychic on speed dial, but that's not why I know she's having a girl." Abby started to explain, "Look at her, she's...that's a woman, Tony."

"Uhh, I'm pretty sure it's the man who determines the sex of a baby, Abby." McGee stood up, joining the conversation.

Abby turned, giving McGee a cold stare.

"Never mind." McGee stated, sinking back into his chair.

"But I want a boy, Abby." Ziva made it be known.

"NO!" Abby yelled, "We girls have to stick together, plus...I already bought the onesie."

"And it's pink, right?" Gibbs asked.

Abby sighed, "Yeah...and I lost the receipt."

Tony and Ziva were spooning in bed, his hand rubbing at her stomach in a large, circular pattern, "Do you really want to have a boy?"

"Yes." Ziva smiled, "I get a long better with men."

"And what if it's a girl?"

"Abby will be happy." Ziva laughed.

Tony slid his hand to Ziva's shoulder, gently pushing her to her back, "Ziva..."

"I will name her Tali and she will remind me of my sister..." Ziva closed her eyes, tears began to trickle down her cheeks.

Tony caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers, "Hey, you don't have to name her Tali, ya know?"

Ziva nodded, "Yes, yes I do."

"Okay." Tony lowering his lips, kissing her, "But, hear me out...I was just thinking, if it's a girl and we name her Abigail, we'd have free babysitter for life."

Ziva snorted, letting out a laugh.

Tony quickly sat up and turned to his side, pressing his ear to her stomach.

"What are you doing?" Ziva asked.

"Don't worry, this is old Native American trick...hmmm, yeah, that's what I thought."

"What is it?" Ziva was intrigued.

"Something's coming." Tony turned, looking up at her with a smile, "Soon."

AN1- My wife nearly killed her mother last night. Don't worry, it would've been justified.

AN2- Who knew gummi bears and sex would stop someone from killing someone.

AN3 - Happy May, everyone, may it be better than fucking April!