So here is a new chapter in celebration of my aunt going to labor with her third child. She hasn't had the baby yet but hopefully it'll be soon. Sorry It's short. But enjoy and please review. Thanks. And thank you for all the reviews I have been getting.

Once Ziva and Tony got back to the office Ziva headed for Abby's office. When she got there she heard Abby's music blasting like usual and found her analyzing more evidence. Ziva snuck up behind Abby and poked her. Abby jumped is surprise.

"Hey" Ziva couldn't here her so she just gave her a look. Abby took a second to turn the music off. "I said hey. How are you doing?"

"Pretty good. I talked to Olivia. She says hi and they have son. Well soon anyways."

"No way. That's awesome. Where's he from and when are they going to get him and how old is he??"

"He's from Israel. I'm not sure when they're going to get him he's 8 months and his name is Zachary in case you're wondering."

"Wow. How are they going to work and get an adopted baby adapted to their home and everything?"

"Alex is going to take some time off and Olivia is going to be working half days."

"I'm impressed with those two. Do you know if they're gonna need any help? I'm sure Gibbs would give us time off."

"They said they'd give us a call if they need anything." Abby smiled

"Ziva, what would you think if we had another kid?"

"Maybe later, but not right now. I mean the twins aren't that old yet and we're not married yet. Plus I think we should work and get more money first. We should at least let the twins turn 2."

"I know I was just wondering if maybe later you would want to have another baby."

"Later on, yea it would be nice." Abby smiled.

"You know as a child I always knew I would want a big family."

"That's funny as a child all I knew is that when I was old enough I wanted to be a Mossad agent." Abby laughed. "Anyways I should get back to work. I'm sure Gibbs is looking for me. Love ya?"

"Love you too. Have fun."

When Ziva got up to the bullpen her phone was ringing.

"David."

"Hey Ziva, it's Sam."

"Hey, is everything alright?"

"Yea. I was calling because Mark hasn't really calmed down and I've tried everything I could think of."

"Did you open up the music box that's on his dresser?"

"No just a second."

"He usually likes to lay on the floor when he listens to it." A few minuets later Ziva heard music and the crying seemed to stop right away.

"Hey that was fast. What song is it?"

"It's an Israel lullaby. It was mine when I was a baby and my mother sent it to me when she heard I was pregnant."

"Wow. That's pretty cool. Sorry to bother you. But I didn't want him to hurt himself."

"I'm happy you called. It shows you know when to ask for help."

"Well I should let you go know. See you later."

"Yep see you later. Bye." Ziva hung up the phone as Gibbs walked out of the elevator.

"Ziva come on. We have a lead on the case. DiNozzo, keep trying to find useful info on our vic. Don't get too distracted either."