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Tony was driving to work alone. He kept looking at the passenger seat, half expecting to see Ziva sitting in it. His mind kept drifting back to Ziva laying in bed feeling miserable while he left for work. Janice was with her, and he knew she would take good care of Ziva, but Tony couldn't fight the feeling of guilt. He wanted to be with Ziva; he had promised her after they had reconciled that he wouldn't leave her again when she needed him. Well, she definitely needed him now, but he wasn't there. Granted, he knew that he was just going to work and would be there for her as soon as possible, but he felt as though he should be with his wife. Would he even be productive at work without Ziva? After all, he had previously admitted that without Ziva, work lost its meaning.

Finally, he pulled into the parking garage and turned off the car. He took a long sip of coffee before exiting the car and entering work alone. When he got to his desk, Tony couldn't help staring at Ziva's. Was he constantly going to be reminded of his wife? He sighed and put his head in his hands.

"This is going to be a long day," he whispered.

Meanwhile back at their apartment, Ziva was lying in bed wide awake. She had woken up when Tony was getting ready for work and had not been able to fall back asleep. Bed rest was already driving her crazy and it was only her first full day. She was thrilled that Janice had agreed to stay at their apartment during the days; otherwise Ziva was convince she would go completely insane. Almost as if on queue, the bedroom door opened slowly and Janice peeked in.

"Hello," Ziva greeted quietly.

"Good morning," Janice replied, fully opening the door and entering the room.

"What time is it?" Ziva asked. She didn't know how long ago Tony had left.

"8:00," Janice replied, looking at the clock on Ziva's bedside table. Ziva turned her head and smiled at herself, realizing it had been a silly question. "How do you feel?"

"Bored," Ziva replied shortly. "I do not like being confined like this."

"I can imagine," Janice smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. "But you know it's for your own good...and the good of the babies." Janice added the last part with a twinkle in her eye. She was so happy for Tony and Ziva.

"Yes I know," Ziva said. Everyone had seemed to be reminding her.

"So can I get you anything?" Janice asked. Ziva let out a long, frustrated sigh. She appreciated Janice visiting, but Ziva felt bad expecting people to take care of her, even considering her condition.

"Not right now, thanks," she said.

"Do you want to talk?" Janice asked after a long moment. She knew Ziva was upset, and she wanted to let Ziva know that she was there if she wanted to talk.

"I am just sick of everything going wrong for us," Ziva finally admitted. "My first pregnancy was a miscarriage. My second pregnancy, I have preeclampsia."

"Well," Janice began, "they say no two pregnancies are ever alike. So, who knows, maybe your next pregnancy will be nice and smooth." Ziva perked up at Janice's words, and Janice noticed Ziva's shocked expression.

"There is not going to be another pregnancy," Ziva informed her quietly.

"Oh," Janice said, her face falling slightly.

"I just do not want to risk it again," Ziva explained. "I have talked to Tony and we both agree that it is for the best."

"So, is he getting...?" Janice implied the rest of the question. Ziva took a moment to process and jumped slightly when the meaning of Janice's words sunk in.

"No," she replied. "I decided that I will get my tubes tied."

"You know, a tubal ligation could be dangerous," Janice said, slight protest audible in her tone.

"But the risks of another pregnancy could be moreso," Ziva countered.

"Have you thought about asking Tony-"

"No," Ziva interjected. "I do not want that, and I am sure he does not either. The way I see it, while I am in the hospital, after the babies are born, I can have the surgery and just get everything over with at the same time. That is how a friend of mine did it; it is where I got the idea."

"I see," Janice said thoughtfully. "Well, I'm sure you're doing what you feel is right."

"I am," Ziva sighed. "This whole experience has been hard on both of us. I just hope Tony does not do anything else stupid."

"Oh, I don't see why he would," Janice said. "He loves you, and he knows in just a few months you and those two babies are going to need him. He wouldn't mess that up. And I can tell by the way he acts toward you, and even the way he talks about you when you're not around. You have nothing to worry about." Ziva was pleased by Janice's honesty. She knew how Tony felt about her, but she hadn't realized that he had made it quite so obvious to others. She was lucky to have someone like him to count on.

"I think I am going to try and go back to sleep," Ziva said.

"Alright," Janice replied. "I'll be in the living room if you need anything." Janice left and Ziva smiled while rubbing her stomach. Feeling connected to both her husband and her babies, she finally fell back asleep.

Back at NCIS headquarters, Tony was finding it hard to concentrate on his work. It was nearing four o'clock, and he wasn't even halfway done with his work. He knew at this rate, it would be hours before he could return home. Tony had had no idea that work was going to be quite so difficult without Ziva across from him.

"Tony," McGee said from Tony's right.

"Yeah, probie," Tony answered, not looking over at him.

"I'm, uh, sorry to hear about Ziva," McGee said, unsure of what to say. "I hope that she is feeling better," he finished carefully.

"Thanks," Tony replied shortly. There was a tense silence before McGee spoke again.

"I hope that you feel better soon too," he said. Tony put his pen down on his desk and turned toward McGee, a confused look on his face.

"What do you mean, probie?" he asked, trying to sound as normal as possible. McGee saw right through it.

"Tony, she's your wife. She hurts, you hurt. I just want you to know that if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm more than willing to listen," McGee replied. Tony felt that McGee's offer was genuine, and he was grateful for that. McGee had certainly grown up a lot since he and Tony had first met.

"Thanks," Tony said genuinely. He even offered a smile. "I mean it."

"No problem," McGee returned. "And I mean it too."

McGee turned back to his own desk, and Tony suddenly remembered months ago when he and Ziva were having problems. Tony hadn't been there for her, so Ziva had turned to McGee. Tony had never addressed that directly, and he knew that if he ever wanted to, now was the time to do it. McGee felt Tony's gaze still on him and looked up to meet Tony's eyes.

"Yes?" he asked. Tony took a deep breath before beginning.

"I want to thank you," he said.

"You just did," McGee reminded him. "But you're welcome, Tony."

"No, not for that," Tony continued. "A few months ago, I was being an ass. Ziva reached out to you, and you were there for her. Thank you for being there and being a good friend to her." McGee smiled; he was truly touched that Tony would not only bring this up, but thank him for something that happened months ago.

"You're welcome," McGee repeated. "I have really come to think of you both as my friends, and I am just glad that I could help her out."

"You did," Tony assured him.

"You know, Tony," McGee said after another long moment of silence. "Gibbs has been out for quite a while now, and he knows what's going on. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you went on home for the night."

"What?" Tony asked, a bit bewildered.

"Don't worry. I can finish everything myself," McGee said. "You go on and be with Ziva."

"Are you sure?" Tony asked. He couldn't believe McGee was offering this.

"I am," McGee replied. Tony smiled and was genuinely happy. He and McGee may have their moments when they argue and pick on each other, but when it really matters, they are there for each other, and McGee just proved that. Tony stood and gathered his things to leave.

"Thanks, Tim," he said, using McGee's first name. "For everything."

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A/N: I know, it was kind of short. But there are only 5 chapters left, and I promise you that satisfaction is guaranteed with all 5 of them. They each have important events :) I hope you enjoyed this though, and please review!