All right, I found this awesome qoute so I had to put it in there somehow.

It's Hard Saying Good-bye:

"Well, I mean, you don't have to go." Ziva said as she sat on the edge of the guest bed that her mother had been occupying since… they had bought the house, actually. By now, the sheets were stripped, her mother's personal effects were packed up, and the drawers were nearly empty.

"Ziva, it is time for you to start your own chapters in life, again." Ziva smiled before saying, "I thought that getting pregnant and buying a house was starting new chapters."

Her mother looked back at her and smiled before she continued packing again, "My granddaughter is how old again?" she asked and Ziva sighed, "Six and a half months."

"I had originally planned to say for three months." Ziva flopped back onto the bed, "But you didn't plan on her being so adorable." Rivka playfully shook her head and turned around to look at her daughter, "Why don't you go petrify your Aunt about us leaving?" Ziva groaned before she pushed herself up and walked into the other guest room, where her Aunt was playfully and lightly tossing Aimee up in the air, "I am going to miss you," Aunt Nettie murmured as Ziva leaned on the door frame.

"Who do you think she is going to look like?" Ziva asked and Aunt Nettie smiled at her, "It could be a very close toss up." Ziva laughed and smiled before sitting next to her on the bed, "I am really going to miss you guys," Aunt Nettie looked at her and gave her a glare, before allowing Aimee to climb up onto her mother.

"At first you did not think that," she said surely as she stood and continued packing up the things. "You showed up on moment's notice!" Ziva exclaimed and Aimee giggled at her mother's expression. "It's not funny Aimee, you were not even here yet."

"No, you were just pretending to be married and with child, ever since I got off that plane." Aunt Nettie responded and Ziva sat up, "Hold on, you knew, before I told you."

Aunt Nettie chuckled, "Yes, I knew. It was obvious."

"How?" Ziva asked. Aunt Nettie turned around and looked at her, "You did not have any pre-natal vitamins, until I forced you to go and find out the truth." Ziva rolled her eyes, "I suppose it was for the good."

"Whatever I said was missing you would do." Aunt Nettie continued. "Like what?" Ziva asked. "The Mood Swings." "My mother said that." Ziva defended.

Aunt Nettie smirked, "It was not naturally," Ziva rolled her eyes and sighed, "So let me get this straight." Ziva said. "Let's."

"You made me and Tony go through He-…heck for your little game." Her Aunt smiled, "If I had not done that would there be little Aimee? Would you have ever realized the love you have for him? There wouldn't be any Mr. And Mrs. Tony DiNozzo."

Ziva shifted uncomfortably on the bed, "Well, when you put it like that."

Aunt Nettie kissed her forehead, "I just wanted you to be happy."

"Wait, how did you even know who Tony was?" Ziva asked cautiously.

"I have friends in high places." Aunt Nettie answered and smirked before Tony knocked on the door. "Um, Matt and Ashley are here. They wanted to say good-bye."

Aunt Nettie nodded and Ziva gave Aimee to Tony, who wrapped his arm around Ziva, as she buried her head in his chest, "You'll see them again."

"I know," she mumbled. "It will just not be the same, without hearing the pages turning of the newspaper or the toaster dinging." Tony stroked her hair, "I can do all that."

"With an Israeli accent?" Ziva hoped as she looked up at him and he chuckled, "I will do my best," he said with an attempt of the accent. Ziva shook her head and opened her mouth to say something, then Aimee stuck her little fingers in her mouth.

Ziva closed her mouth lightly on them and Aimee giggled, "You're silly." Ziva murmured. Tony smiled down at his two favorite women before he guided Ziva downstairs where Rivka and Nettie were playing with twins.

"Aimee," Ashley said excitedly as she stood up. Ashley grinned as she pulled Aimee into her own arms and bounced her happily, "I missed seeing you." Ashley cooed and Aimee ran her hands over Ashley's face.

"Do you remember me?" Ashley asked, Aimee reached out and played with the edges of Ashley's hair. "Hey Sister," Matt said as he walked in from the kitchen, eating half a cookie. Ashley looked up at him and he gave her the rest, "So, my kitchen is more important than me?" Ziva asked as she hugged him. "No, she just doesn't feed me!" Matt accused and Ashley rolled her eyes, "Well, I mean I offered-."

"I wanted actual food!" He exclaimed.

"The twins do not seem to mind it." Ashley said smugly.

"Okay, Okay, TMI." Tony interjected.

Matt rolled his eyes before walking over and ruffling his son's hair. "Asher has pretty hair doesn't he?" Ziva nodded, "Yes, but he may have blonde hair." Ziva teased as she sat on the arm of a chair, next to Tony. "And then MaKynzi with have brown hair with blonde streaks!" Tony finished.

Ziva smiled and nodded, "So true, so very true."

Ashley rolled her eyes, "And maybe Aimee will be a red head." Tony shrugged, "I can think of one person who would think that is a good idea." Ziva hit him playfully and laughed, "What time does your flight leave?" Matt asked.

Rivka glanced at her watch, "Two hours from now,"

"Well, ya know, traffic's murder. If you want to actually make your flight then you should leave, like now." The two women nodded and Matt followed them upstairs to get their luggage. Tony and Ziva pulled the twin's carrier's up onto the coffee table and Ziva tried to fix Asher's hair, "Who did that to his hair?" She asked with a sad smile of her face.

"Matt, he likes it that way, thinks it'll attract, the ladies."

Tony smiled, "What nothing for Kenzi?" he asked, Ashley glared at him, "Boys, are the last thing he wants." Tony nodded and looked at his daughter, "Don't you bring a date home at nine months got it?" he joked. Aimee flung her hand at him and laughed, "You want a toy?" Ashley asked as she picked up a ball from the floor.

Aimee took it happily and chewed on it while Ziva watched her sadly, "Upset?" Ashley guessed and Ziva gave a small nod, "It's kinda hard letting something go that's been with you for so long."

"But I mean you have me, and Matt, and Kenzi, and Asher, what about Eden?"

"Eden, Delilah, and Joshua are staying in London until after the baby is born for his family." She explained. Ashley looked down at Aimee before letting the infant go and she crawled over to her mother, Ziva picked her up and set her in her lap.

Aimee hit Ziva's chest hard, her tiny little fists tickling her skin. "You can tell mommy is upset and you try and make her laugh." Tony said and Ziva smiled at him. "That's our daughter, for you."

Tony kissed both of their heads and laughed, "That's a mini-you, for ya." He corrected before Asher and MaKynzi started crying simultaneously. "Okay, Okay," Ashley murmured as she crawled over to them. She unbuckled Asher first, Tony took him into his arms and shrugged off his winter coat.

"Two weeks till Christmas." He muttered. Ashley smiled, "And like two days before my actual due date." Ziva tickled MaKynzi's sides and the small baby giggled in delight. "So, Aimee was like two weeks and two days overdue and then your kids were two months and two weeks early."

Tony grinned, "Creepy right?" Ashley took back MaKynzi and Asher, and set them back in their car seats, just as Aunt Nettie and Rivka's suitcases thumped down the stairs as Matt dragged them and grunted once, he reached the bottom step, his mother and Aunt brushing past him. He sighed and looked over at Ashley, "You know you could help me."

Ashley smirked, "I'm sure your children would not appreciate that."

Matt rolled his eyes before dragging the suitcases outside and placed them inside his car, Ziva stood up. "Bye, Ziva-leh." Her mother whispered as she kissed her cheek.

"Bye." Ziva murmured.

"I expect a call," Aunt Nettie warned as she hugged her niece. "And no abuse." She added as she smiled at Tony. Tony nodded and hugged her also, "Bye Aimee." Rivka said gently as she took her oldest granddaughter into her arms. Aimee cooed and felt her grandmother's face. Rivka laughed, "I know you want to play, but I have to go."

Aimee continued to smile and giggle as Rivka handed her back to Tony, "Bye, Bye." Nettie murmured and kissed Aimee's head. "Say, bye, bye Aimee." Tony whispered as he walked with Ziva, Rivka, and Nettie to the front door. "See ya later." Matt said as he and Ashley walked out the door, both carrying a baby carrier.

"Shalom." Rivka murmured and kissed her daughter's forehead once more before following her son. "Bye, Tali." Aunt Nettie whispered in Aimee's ear before turning and walking toward the car.

Aimee immediately started reaching out for her Great-Aunt, when she saw the car pull out of the driveway, she started sobbing uncontrollably. Ziva looked at Tony sadly and pulled Aimee into her arms, "Sh, Sh." Ziva whispered.

Tony shut the door, "I'll go put her down." Tony said quickly and reached for his daughter, Ziva backed away. "No. I can do it." She said sternly. "Do you think I am incompetent of calming our daughter down?" she asked. Tony shook his head, "No. I was just, um, I thought you might want to go and lie down yourself."

"Well, you thought wrong." Ziva hissed before stomping up the stairs.

Ziva walked into their bedroom and into their bathroom nearly an hour and a half later, while Tony watched her from the bed, "Finally got your period?" he called.

She stuck her head out of the door and glared at him, "Why are you so obsessed with my menstrual cycle?" Tony shrugged, "Gotta make sure." He said simply. Ziva gave a slight eye roll before replying, "No period, yet."

Tony yawned and laid back on the bed, "So do I get an apology?" he asked. He heard Ziva scoff, "For what?" she asked.

"You snapped at me!" he cried. Ziva walked out of the bathroom and crawled up on the bed next to him, lying on her stomach, "You have to be quiet, or else Aimee will wake up." She explained quietly.

Tony nodded, "Sure."

"Rule 18." Ziva said simply. Tony chuckled and smoothed back some of her hair, "Well, you have sought it and I have forgiven you I suppose." Ziva smiled and laid her head down on the comforter. "You thinking the same thing I'm thinking?" Tony asked.

Ziva looked up at him, "A plane ride to Israel is about 15 hours."

Tony smiled and kissed her head, "That's not exactly what I was thinking."

Ziva propped herself up on her elbow, "Then what were you thinking?" she asked.

Tony opened his mouth to say something but Aimee's cries interrupted him, Ziva sat up to get her, but Tony pushed her back down, "Can I get her?" he asked. Ziva laughed and nodded, "Be right back." Tony said before dashing from the room.

Ziva looked up at the ceiling before rolling up the bottom half of tank top and lightly brushed against her stomach, "The stretch marks aren't there." Tony said. Ziva looked up slightly before watching her hands swirl around her belly button. Tony climbed onto bed next to her and let Aimee crawl onto her mother, Ziva gave a light ruffle of the little girl's curly brown hair, as Aimee's bottom lip quivered.

"What's wrong?" Ziva asked as she took Aimee's tiny little fingers into her own. "Are you sad that Nettie is gone?" Ziva asked. Aimee gave a little baby nod and something started to churn in her little brain, "Ne-Ne." she gurgled.

Ziva looked up at Tony who smiled, "She's got your brain."

"Ne-Ne." Aimee said again, hitting her mother with her tiny little fists. Ziva laughed and kissed her daughter's fingers, "Well, Mommy's not going anywhere." Aimee gave a little sigh before snuggling into her mother, laying her head on Ziva's stomach. "Yeah, you miss your old home now too?" Tony teased.

Ziva hit him lightly, "Can't you see she's have a young-life crisis?" she joked. Tony smiled down at his two favorite women, he sighed, "I was, actually, thinking about having six little bodies snuggling together with us." He told her.

Ziva looked up from stroking Aimee's back, "And I wasn't thinking about a flight to Israel." "Then what were you thinking about?" Tony asked. "I was thinking, maybe you were right. Maybe having a big family is good for us."

"This doesn't sound like the Ziva David I know." He said.

Ziva smiled, "I think the old Ziva is gone, and a new protective, motherly one has taken over." Ziva said. "Do you miss the old Ziva?"

Ziva licked her lips and looked down at Aimee before back at him, "Not one bit."

Tony leaned down at kissed her, not breaking away until absolutely necessary, Ziva smiled up at him, "Maybe saying good-bye is a good thing?" she asked.

"More privacy." He suggested. Ziva clicked her tongue and he grinned, "I heard this qoute a couple days ago and I think it fits us to a tee." He said. Ziva nodded, "Can I hear it?" she asked. "You don't marry someone you can live with; you marry the person who you cannot live without."

Ziva smiled, "You are right. That sounds like us." Tony kissed her again, "It's true, though. As many girls as I've thought about, you're the only one who ever thought and actually succeeded in marrying."

Ziva smirked, "Not exactly the right thing to say." She told him. Tony playfully glared at her, and she gave him a little shrug, "But, when I am with you now, it makes me think about more things."

"Like?" he asked.

"I want to have another baby."

"I thought we already established that?" Tony asked. Ziva smirked, hoping it wouldn't take him long, it did. "Now." She emphasized. That got his attention, "Well, I mean not with Aimee in the room, I thought we already learned our lesson." Tony said quickly.

Ziva raised her eyebrows at him seductively.

"Right. Once the kid's asleep. Daddy can play."

Alright, so I had to re-post this chapter because I thought that qoute so fit them.

Reviews are welcome! Thanks, Broken Piece.