A/N: Sorry for the wait, guys, I literally haven't had time. I've had two essays to write, an oral presentation, two maths tests to study for and a science test and a full-page speech written in Japanese to be memorised, as well as six hours of music rehearsals. But why am I complaining? I have two and a half weeks off now! Plenty of time to write! (note: this is also set slightly in the future, because I'm too impatient)

28th May, 2011
David-DiNozzo Residence

Despite not having to go to work, Ziva refused to be lazy in the mornings, and usually woke up the same time as Tony did (although this allowed her an extra hour of sleep because she no longer got up early to run). Today was a Saturday, though, so Tony didn't have to go to work, and as Ziva watched the clock tick over to 0900 hours, she decided it was probably time she moved from her comfortable position, entangled in the sheets of the bed she and Tony shared. She groaned softly as she stretched her legs, tensing in Tony's strong arms.

"Thought you were asleep," he murmured into her ear.

She rolled over, their faces impossibly close, her very large belly creating a rather irritating gap between them. "I think it's time we stopped laying around in bed," she said.

He went to kiss her and she smiled, sitting right up before he could. She freed her hair from the bun she tied it in for while she slept, while she felt and heard Tony move behind her. His fingers first ran through her hair gently, and then he brushed it aside, hands resting on her shoulders, barely exposed by the large tank top she had worn to bed. Slowly he began to massage her neck and shoulders, his fingers working the places where she felt the most strain.

"You're really tense, Ziva," he commented. "You need some relief."

She laughed. "Nice try, Tony." He was instead given a chaste kiss on the lips, and then she headed towards the bathroom.

"Get used to it," she called to him. "We are going to have a child soon."

By the tone of her voice, Tony could tell she was joking, although there was an element of truth. The baby was due to be born in just over a week, and Tony didn't know how to feel. He tried not to think about it too much and focus on Ziva.

But still, he couldn't help but feel a little…scared?

…

"I was thinking I would go and look at some wedding venues today," Ziva suggested to Tony over breakfast. "With Abby."

Tony's ears perked up at mention of the wedding. They had barely spoken about it since Tony proposed, though Ziva did sometimes catch the sight of her ring sparkling in the sunlight and it always made her grin.

"Sounds good, but if you're taking Abby, make sure you don't visit any castles or haunted mansions. If she gets too much control over this, you'll end up looking like the Bride of Frankenstein."

"Believe me, I have considered that. What are you doing today?"

He shrugged. "The oil in my car needs changing." It was the truth, but it wasn't first on his list.

…

"Oh my God, Ziva, this is so exciting!" Abby exclaimed, pigtails bouncing wildly. "Don't worry; we're going to find the perfect place for you and Tony to get married! Here, I have a list of possible venues." She held out a sheet of paper.

Ziva grabbed the paper and also the pen Abby had been holding, and scanned the list crossing off every place that had 'castle' or 'manor' in its name.

"Hey!" Abby snapped, snatching her list back. "There are only two venues left now, what's wrong with the others?"

Ziva sighed but smiled. It was going to be a long day.

…

Gibbs was alone in his basement, admiring the fine job done on his latest boat. The design had finally taken shape, and it was ready for the finishing touch.

The name.

Except, he wasn't really sure what to name it. Kelly had had her boat, as had Shannon, and he had watched them both burn into ash and smoke, just like his happiness.

"Hey, Boss," a voice from the top of the stairs said. Gibbs turned his head, although he knew exactly who was calling him.

"DiNozzo," he greeted. "Wasn't expecting company. What's on your mind?"

"What makes you think something's on my mind? Can't an agent visit his boss once in a while?" he babbled mindlessly.

"Tony," Gibbs said seriously, and Tony huffed. "It's the baby, isn't it?"

Tony nodded. "I'm worried, Gibbs," he confessed, sitting down on a paint-splattered stool. "No, more than worried. I'm terrified. Ziva's baby is almost due and I don't know how to be a father."

"No one does," Gibbs replied, unmoving except for his lips. "You'll learn, though. When that's your kid, you'll stop at nothing until they're completely happy, healthy and content, and even then you keep fighting. And it won't matter that it's not biologically yours. You'll love it more than you've loved anything before. You love Ziva, and you will love this baby."

"I'd go to the ends of the earth for Ziva," he said softly.

"You always would, DiNozzo," Gibbs said, smiling lopsidedly.

Tony hesitated for a moment. "Did you learn, Gibbs? How to be a father, I mean."

"I learned," Gibbs replied slowly. "I learned how to be a father and a husband, and you're gonna be a great one to Ziva and her baby."

Tony smiled, appreciative that Gibbs was willing to open up a little about his past to him. "Look, Boss, I know Ziva wouldn't want me telling you this, but. . .she decided what she wants to name the baby."

Gibbs poured some bourbon into an empty jar and took a swig of the liquor, glancing over the top of the rim expectantly at the younger man.

"If it's a boy, Leroy Jackson, and if it's a girl, Kelly Jennifer."

The sniper looked blank.

"Ziva had a nightmare a while ago, that you were shot and killed," Tony explained. "She wants to have something to commemorate you forever. You know, along with the ton of medals they'll give you."

Gibbs shook his head. "No. This is Ziva's baby, not mine. I don't need anyone following in my footsteps. I don't know if I could even say the name if it was a girl, named after two people I cared about so much."

"Good luck convincing Ziva of that," he muttered, but nodded understandingly.

…

"This is nice," Ziva said, looking around the hall she and Abby were standing in. It was a large building with white and red décor and a high roof, a crystal chandelier sparkling in the sunlight that poured in through pristine arch-shaped windows. There were ten rows of seating on either side.

"We have two dining areas where you can hold the reception," said the owner, who was giving them a tour. She was a tall, middle-aged woman with a short crop of red hair and dangerously pointy high heels that made Abby wince. "One is outdoors, in the rose garden, and since summer is coming up that is the prime choice. The other is indoors, but there are plenty of windows so the sunlight can flow in nicely. I'll leave you to look around."

Abby crept up behind Ziva. "This is a nice place, huh?" she commented.

"Definitely. I think we've found the place," Ziva replied, with a small laugh. "Can you believe I'm getting married?"

"Sometimes I think it's some crazy, twisted dream that you and Tony finally saw what was right in front of you the whole time, but then I realise something."

"And what's that?"

"It was just crazy, twisted reality," Abby replied, gently tapping Ziva's shoulder.

"I'm going to check out the rose garden," Ziva said, sauntering outside.

Abby was mesmerised by the chandelier for minute or so before she remembered Ziva was outside.

Wow, these are gorgeous, she thought to herself, passing a row of bushes adorned with crimson roses in full bloom.

And in the middle of this was Ziva, standing completely still, hair whipping in the gentle breeze, her face twisted into an expression of horror and fear.

"Ziva, what's wrong?" Abby called, trying to run to her friend, which wasn't easy in her very large shoes, but eventually made it. The Israeli still did not move.

"Ziva?" Abby repeated, worry growing inside of her.

"My water just broke," Ziva replied.

A/N: I had planned to include everything but I hadn't updated in ages so yeah… I will definitely get a new chapter up in the next few days. I know what I want for the next chapter, and I promise you this: Ziva will have the baby, and there is something else special but I'm not going to tell you. You'll just have to wait and read it! Reviews would be greatly appreciated.