I know, I know, I know. I'm sorry. My phone decided to fuck up and delete my stories, so I've had to start from scratch, especially with this one. So thats my only reason for the absence.

Disclaimer: I don't own it. Just borrowed for play.

To the guest Violate, thank you so much for your wonderful review, and I apologise for the long absence, I have considered one of those names yes, whether I use it, I'm not sure.


That Saturday was a nice break for the team, and Ziva and Abby had dragged the boys along to the park. The day was hot, and many families clattered the park, laughter and chatter filling the ears of the agents.

They had decided to have a picnic, and take advantage of the beautiful day. Tony and Abby were setting out the blankets and the basket, laying out some of the food for the four of them. Ziva was patiently waiting to be asked for help, whilst simultaneously admiring the view onto the Potomac. McGee meanwhile was busy texting on his phone, when his absentmindedness caught the eye of Abby.

"McGee, weren't you listening?"

He quickly raised his head to see Abby staring at him, her hands resting on her hips, with Tony glancing up at him from his spot by the picnic basket. "Umm.. Yes, Abby."

"Then what did I just say?"

He creased his forehead, his face contorting in cohesion with his confusion, trying to figure out a relevant response. "Something about, pasta salad?"

Tony smirked, knowing full well, McGee was about to get a full loaded Abby- styled attack. "No McGee. I wanted you to pass me the plates beside you, but you were too busy texting or whatever! What were you doing that was more important?"

"I-I... It's nothing. I'm really sorry." He placed his cell phone down, and picked up the plates, and passed them over to Tony's awaiting hands. "Here."

Whilst Abby was busy making sure McGee was paying attention to what she had brought with her for the picnic, Tony helped ease Ziva down onto the blanket beside him, carefully cradling her stomach as she sat down.

"Ok?"

She turned and gave him a brief smile. "Yes. Much, thank you." She leant back on her hands, and let the sun soak her skin. She moaned lightly at the warm tingles the sun sent through her body, relaxing her.

"How are my babies today?" He grazed his hand softly across the expanse of her protruding six month pregnant stomach, one of the twins immediately kicked in response, making Ziva wince.

"They were relaxed, until now."

He slowly removed his hand, and kissed his wife's cheek in apology. "Sorry."

"What is up with McGee today? He seems distracted."

Tony changed his gaze, and observed Tim who was helping Abby set out the remainder of the food. "I don't know. Maybe he's been texting one of his online geek friends or something, for an Elf Lord convention."

"I don't think it is that. He is not paying attention to Abby anymore. Perhaps he has found someone special?"

Tony turned to look at his wife who was watching him with the same expression as he. "You think McLovin's pulled?"

Her forehead creased with a strong intensity, before she explained things in a way which she could understand. "No. I think he has found a girlfriend."

"That's what I said, in retrospect."

"Abby officially does not take it well, when McGee isn't focused on her."

Tony nodded in agreement. "Yeah. But she has someone else, right? She can't have it both ways."

"I'm pretty certain that Abby has said that to you and I in the past."

"Probably." He began a soft stroking motion across Ziva's back, when he saw her wince and shift positions. "But she can't expect McGee to be a lost puppy, following her around 24/7. If he's found someone, then good for Probie."

"Perhaps you should talk with him?"

He turned to give her a sceptical look; "Me? Really? I'm not good with that stuff."

"You are better than you give yourself credit for, Tony. You are like a big brother to him."

He sighed in defeat, knowing full well that starting an argument with his wife was pretty pointless, he never won. Besides, he could get some valuable information from it, and maybe Probie was actually happy if he was in a relationship. "In a while, okay?"

"Hey Ziva, wanna play Frisbee?"

"Umm, sure." Tony helped her to stand up and watched as she and Abby went a little further down on the grass to play, leaving the boys alone.

"So, McTim, not hung up on Abby anymore?"

"I was never hung up on Abby, Tony."

He rolled his eyes playfully, and leant back on his hands momentarily watching his wife and friend laugh and play. "Someone else caught your eye, McGee?"

"Like I'd tell you."

"Come on McRomance. I just want you to be happy."

McGee squinted towards his colleague before shrugging. "Maybe."

"She cute?"

"You have a wife."

"And you're darting the question, McAvoid."

McGee's cell phone buzzed beside him, and Tony snatched it before the Probie could pick it up. "Hey! Give it back."

Tony quickly opened up a message, and glanced at the name of the sender, before McGee pounced on him, trying to grab his cell back.

After a bit of a wrestle, McGee got it back, and put distance between himself and Tony, pocketing his cell. "So... Katie, huh? She one of your elf-y pals?"

"Yes. She's a gamer, alright?"

Tony smirked, and grabbed a bottle of water from the cooler, and took a sip before speaking. "Relax Timmy boy, I'm happy for you."

McGee merely rolled his eyes; "Yeah right."

"If you want me to keep my nose out, then I will."

The Probie's eyebrows shot up, and Tony almost laughed at the clear shock in that expression. "What? I don't like you poking your nose in my marriage, so I'll keep my nose outta your whatever it is, with the young Katie."

"Thanks. I think."


When Ziva had grew achy and exhausted from the long game of Frisbee, the girls returned to the blanket with the boys, and started on the food. Ziva had leant heavily against her husband's side for support when she sat back down, the extra weight of the twins had hurt her back, so Tony promised to massage her later.

Abby and McGee were getting on properly again, and Tony made a mental note to both discuss the news of McTim's new gal with his wife, and have a quiet and gentle talk with Abby to ease her off.

It was nearing 4.30pm when Ziva's body was ready to give in, so Tony decided it was time to go home. Abby and McGee had helped pack things away, and bid the couple farewell.


Ziva practically collapsed into bed when she and Tony got home. She had looked tired for the past hour or so, a little nap will make her feel better. Tony made a head start on dinner for them, knowing his wife would wake in two hours. She never slept longer than that, when she was napping. He decided on some grilled chicken breasts, and sautéed vegetables with some leafy lettuce.

As soon as he had got the food onto the plates, the hairs on the back of his neck prickled. She's nearby. True to his thoughts, about five seconds later, Ziva turned the corner and appeared in the kitchen, in a pair of her maternity leggings and his old Ohio State sweatshirt she had been wearing for most of the pregnancy.

"That smells good." She leaned over the counter to kiss his cheek in thanks, before moving to sit down at the table.

"Thought we could have something healthier for a change. Y'know, instead of pizza or Chinese all the time."

She smiled affectionately towards him and the effort he had gone to, during the time she was out like a 'bulb?' Nevermind. "Well, I am very grateful."

They ate in comfortable silence until seven, when Ziva asked to watch a Magnum PI marathon in bed for the rest of the night. Tony agreed, but reminded her that she did need a massage for her shoulders and back, as she had complained that afternoon about the pain.

Once she was settled in bed, Tony grabbed a few of the massage oils from the bathroom cabinet, and returned to the bedroom, where Ziva had taken her shirt off, waiting for him.

He sat behind her, before smothering some of the oil onto his hands, then began kneading her shoulders slowly, applying minimal pressure at first, to give her body time to adjust and react. She moaned low in her throat, and he took that as permission to dig a little harder into her skin to clear the knots, she hissed slightly in response at first before relaxing and humming in appreciation again.

She groaned in disapproval when his hands left her body. "Relax ninja. I need to put some more oil on my hands for your back."

She nodded, and her head dipped forward in delight when she felt his hands roam her back and knead the knots that had caused her problems all afternoon. He worked hard for a good fifteen minutes, until he felt the tension leave her back completely.

Once she had covered and settled herself in bed, Tony went to clean up, before joining her. He draped his arm across the expanse of her stomach, and kissed her cheek. "So, was I right?"

"About?"

"McGee. Does he have a girlfriend?"

He stroked his hand softly across her abdomen, trying to soothe the kicks he could feel. "Yeah. Names Katie. Some gamer girl."

She turned to face him; "Is that all you got?"

He raised his eyebrows; "Surprised?"

"I just usually expect more from you, when you snoop."

He shrugged; "I said I would keep my nose out, as long as he was happy."

She lifted a free hand to softly pat his cheek; "You need to talk to Abby."

He nodded before leaning in to peck her lips. "I'm already on it."


Done and done. Knackered now. Bed time. :)