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Tony's POV

We walked into the waiting area to the reception desk, going to get another appointment and our photos, when I noticed someone in the waiting area. I guessed Ziva recognized the person as well because she gasped and smiled when she saw them.

"Abby! McGee!" she called out. They looked up and smiled at us, and Abby skipped over to us.

"Hey, Ziva! You had an appointment?" Abby asked. I finished organizing the appointment and got our pictures.

"Yes," Ziva answered. She smiled. "You have an appointment with Michelle, yes?"

"Wow, I didn't know we were on first name terms."

Ziva and I both jumped to find Michelle standing behind us, a smirk on her face.

"Looks like your ninja skills are disappearing, Ziva," I teased.

"You were scared as well," she pointed out.

"But I never had ninja skills in the first place."

"You do have a gut feeling though, do you not?"

"You have a sixth sense too."

"Plus, you are an NCIS agent."

"Then what does that make you? The lonely housewife?"

"Ok, you two, cut out the fighting please," McGee interrupted.

"Yeah. Plus, I wanted to ask you an ultra important question…" Abby added. Ziva and I both looked over at her with raised eyebrows.

"So, is it a boy or a girl?"

"We don't know," I shrugged. Abby stared at us, wide-eyed.

"You're kidding, right?"

"The baby is determined to keep it a secret from us," Ziva explained with a smirk on her face.

"Wow. How annoying."

"I know."

"You two do know you're late for your appointment, right?" Michelle asked Abby and McGee.

"She's right. We should be going." McGee helped Abby up from her seat. "So, we'll see you two around?"

"As long as it's not back at the office today," I smiled. Abby hugged both Ziva and I.

"See ya!" They both went off in the direction of Michelle's room, and Ziva and I watched as they went in. Ziva smiled.

"Abby is so happy, do you not think so?" she asked me as we walked out to the car park.

"She's always happy, Zi. I just think she's excited about her baby," I pointed out. I unlocked the car and opened Ziva's car door for her before going round to sit in the driver's seat. "Besides," I added. "You're excited about this little princess here, aren't you?"

"Princess?" Ziva frowned. "We do not even know the gender!"

"Well I think it's gonna be a girl," I said proudly as we drove off. Ziva laughed.

"It will not be a girl. I believe it will be a boy," she countered.

"How do you know?" I frowned.

"Mother's institution, I am carrying the child, plus, you do not even know."

"First of all, it's a mother's intuition, and secondly, how do you know I don't know?"

"Because neither of us were told in the ultrasound. If it is turning away from the scanner, it has the DiNozzo charm and therefore a boy."

"If that makes sense, then it's a girl because she's hiding secrets, just like her mother used to." Ziva glared at me for that.

"My one makes more sense. You cannot inherit the ability to keep secrets. It is a skill that is learned."

"How does the fact that it is a DiNozzo prove that it'll turn away from the scanner if it's a boy?"

"How does the fact that it is 'keeping secrets' prove it is a girl?"

I paused. She made a very good point. "Touché."


Ziva's POV

As soon as we reached home, I got out of the car and headed for the 'Chill Room' – it had been officially dubbed that, and Tony had even put a sign above the door – to get some peace and quiet whilst I read. I was reading a book called The Genesis Code, which Andy had given to me to keep myself occupied. I had only read the first couple of chapters, but it was quite interesting.

Of course, Tony did not want me to have peace and quiet. He wanted just the opposite.

He ran into the room after I had been reading for a few minutes, turning on the X-Box and inserting one of the shooting games that McGee had oh-so-subtly given to him at work when they thought I was not looking. I think it was called Call Of Duty, or something like that. He out on a set of headphones, and that was when I realized I was in for a lot of shouting.

"Can you not just leave me in peace for one hour?" I asked, annoyed.

"Nope," Tony answered cheekily as he set up the game. "The guys are online. Can't miss it."

"Please, Tony? Not just for today?"

"Only if you agree with me that the baby's a girl."

I frowned. "I will read in the living room, then." I got up.

"What, too chicken to admit you're wrong?" Tony teased.

"No, because I know I am right and it will be a boy," I shot back.

"Fine, we'll play it your way." He paused his game and put down the controller. "Next time we see Michelle, we'll tell her that we don't want to know the gender. That way, when the baby's born, we'll have a surprise."

"Ok." I smiled sweetly. "If I win, you will change the baby until it is one and potty train it, plus you have to take me out to dinner every week and leave the baby at Abby and McGee's or Gibbs' for babysitting."

"And if I win, you have to potty train and change the baby and you have to order takeout and cook every week, and you have to pay." Tony smirked. "Are you up to the challenge?"

My smile faltered a bit when he said that I had to pay for the takeout every week.

Tony's grin widened. "Not so brave now, are ya?"

I put on my 'mask of strength', as Tony calls it, and looked him straight in the eye. I stuck out my hand. "Deal?"

He took my hand confidently. "Deal." He grinned evilly, the grin I had only seen when plotting his 'master' pranks. "It's on, Ziva."

I grinned back. "Oh yes, it is on."


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