It was their first day back to work. Instead of going in as Agent DiNozzo and Agent David, it was Mr. and Mrs. Very Special Agent DiNozzo, or that what Tony joked about in the car ride to the Navy yard. It would be hard on Ziva, since both Gibbs and Vance put her on desk duty until after the baby was born. She was so used to going out with the rest of the team so it would be hard for her to see everyone else go and her have to stay at her desk. What was really confusing was now Gibbs had two agent DiNozzo's on his hands. Ziva and Tony got off the elevator hand in hand with their wedding rings on. They sat their stuff down at the respective desks right across from each other. Gibbs got off the phone and called out to his team in Gibbs fashion.

"We got a dead petty officer. DiNozzo…" Gibbs said. Before he could answer both Ziva and Tony both answered "yes boss?"

Gibbs sighed. This could get very confusing, Gibbs thought.

"The DiNozzo that's not pregnant." Gibbs said. "Grab your gear."

After Tony, Gibbs and McGee was out the door, Ziva was left alone at her desk to do paper work. She was bored and her hormones were raging. They were bad in Paris but they felt worse now. She heard the elevator ding and hoped it was the team coming back.

Wait till I get my hands on you Tony DiNozzo. Ziva thought.

Instead it was Palmer and his wife Breena. Ziva was a bit disappointed to see it was the Palmers.

"Hey Ziva. Where's the team?" Palmer asked.

"Out on a crime scene. I figured you would be out there helping Ducky." Ziva stated.

"No I took Breena to the doctor." Palmer said.

"We're pregnant!" Breena exclaimed.

"What? That's great news! Congratulations!" Ziva said coming out from behind her desk to reveal her on baby bump and give Breena a hug. "Looks like our babies will be close in age."

"When are you do?" Breena asked.

"4 more months."
"Have you found out the gender yet or been looking at names?"

"Tony and I had a bet. He thought it was a girl, I said it was going to be a boy so we decided who ever was right was the one who got to pick out the name. It's a little girl so her daddy got to pick out the name. Caitlin Jennifer DiNozzo. We will be calling her Katie for short."

"We have been trying to pick out names on the way over here even though it will be a while before we know what we are having." Jimmy said.

"We are thinking Victoria Elizabeth or Anthony James after Tony." Breena said.

"That is the sweetest thing that you would name your son after Tony! He would be thrilled!" Ziva said.

Palmer told Ziva they were taking the rest of the day off to celebrate and would tell the rest of the team later on since they weren't there.

The hour's drug on before the team got back. Once the elevator dinged and revealed the three guys on the team, Ziva could not be more excited. She seen the love of her life walk off the elevator, she wanted to run to him and jump in his arms. It felt like years since the last time she seen him. When Tony sat his stuff down behind his desk, it was apparent that he was tired, but Ziva didn't care how tired he was. She had waited all day for this, and nothing was going to stop her from what she wanted.

"I have a little surprise for you for hairy butt." Ziva said. She pulled at his tie and dragged him toward the elevator.

"Zee, sweetcheeks, I have a lot of paperwork that really needs to be done and…" Tony protested.

Ziva turned really quick, careful not to hit her belly bump on anything. She pressed a finger against his lips.

"Shhhh….just got with it." She whispered.

She threw him into the elevator. As soon as the doors closed she started passionately kissing him. As much as Tony was loving this, he wondered, what if Gibbs catches us?

The elevator let them off right outside autopsy. Surprisingly enough, the lights were off. Palmer had the day off and Ducky wasn't feeling well so he had already brought the body back and went home. It was just him and Ziva in a room where so many dead people had laid. Ziva pushed Tony through the autopsy doors before jumping into his arms, wrapped her legs around his waist and continued to French kiss him. To say he was intrigued was an understatement.

"Let's do it in here." Ziva whispered into his ear looking over at one of the examining tables.

"Are you sure?" Tony asked, a little concerned because it was a cold hard slab, and of course there was always autopsies being performed on those tables.

Ziva nodded her head as she bit her lip.

"If you insist." Tony said. He pulled off her underwear and raised up her dress a bit before lowering his pants and underwear. Ziva laid down on the autopsy table before Tony climbed on top of her. It would have been better if they would have done it in a twin bed, there might have been a little more room. Tony was a little concerned when they were getting into the heat of the moment and Ziva started moaning and screaming, just as Ziva always did. The thought crossed his mind, 'what if someone hears her?' At that point he figured what the hell and just kept going. The only people that could hear her were dead. It was just getting to the good part when Tony heard the doors to Autopsy open and the lights come on. He rolled off the table with a thump and Ziva quickly pulled her dress down.

"What are you guys doing down here?" Palmer asked.

"Us, what about you Jimbo, aren't you supposed to be off today?" Tony asked trying to hide the fact he didn't have anything on from the waist down.

"I had forgotten my work cell phone here, and you know how Ducky is. You always have to answer his calls." Palmer said still trying to figure out what the two agents were doing in his neck of the woods.

"We were trying to connect with some of our victims, trying to put ourselves into their shoes by laying on the slab. See?" Ziva said laying back on the autopsy table. "Very comfortable."

Palmer just shook his head. He had went to medical school, he knew what was happening with Ziva in her pregnancy and that it wasn't trying to find a comfy place in autopsy to sleep.

"Well you two have a good night and you know you already have one bun in the oven, but I guess it don't hurt to practice in autopsy. Have a good night." Palmer said running out the door.

Ziva and Tony couldn't help but laugh.

"Did you see the look on his face? It was like a deer in the headlights. He probably doesn't even know what to do with Breena." Tony said laughing.

Ziva's laughing came to a halt. "Tony, the reason he was off today was because he took Breena to the doctor. Palmer's going to be a father too."

Tony had a confused look on his face.

"Wait what? Palmer and Breena are pregnant?" Tony asked.

Ziva nodded. "Katie will be a little bit older but she will have a playmate when the Palmer's baby comes along. They told me today if it's a boy they want to name him Anthony James after you."

Tony leaned against the autopsy table. He ran his fingers through his sandy brown hair.

"I can't believe they would want to name a baby after me." Tony said shocked.

"Just think, Katie could end up marrying Anthony Palmer." Ziva smiled.

"I can picture her marrying a Palmer before I would McGee son if he ever had a boy. That poor kid would be a total nerd. Between having McGee as it's father and Abby as it's mother, the kid would never stand a chance in high school." Tony joked.

Ziva gave him a slap to the back of the head.

"Whoever Katie decides to marry we will support. But for now lets just focus on her coming into the world safe and healthy. Until then though I want to focus on us." Ziva said. She pinned Tony down on the examine table and climbed on top. He was in for a night in autopsy.

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