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Tony leant against the wall by the stairs, watching Fornell and his daughter have a some-what animated discussion. They had caught the man who had murdered the marine and kidnapped Emily Fornell. What the conversation that Fornell and Emily were having, Tony had no idea. He just liked the sight of father and daughter, and wondered what his relationship would be like with his child. Since finding out that Ziva was pregnant, Tony had found himself watching people with their children: the woman and her son in the store; the man pushing his daughter on the swings as she kept shouting 'higher, daddy, higher'.

'I know that look.' Diane Fornell-Stirling was walking over to him.

'What look?' he asked.

'The look of impending fatherhood.' Tony laughed, but couldn't keep the smile off his face. 'Ziva's pregnant?' Tony nodded. 'How far along?'

'About ten weeks.'

'Congratulations.'

'Thanks.' Tony was finding this version of Diane a little unnerving.

'How are you finding it all?'

'Honestly?' Diane nodded. 'A little overwhelming' said Tony. He knew that Ziva was also finding it overwhelming. She had some morning sickness over the past couple of weeks, and always felt tired. Both felt like they were just keeping their heads above water, feeling like there was so much information to digest, and they hadn't even told their closest friends and family. Their entire lives had taken a massive shift in a very different direction.

'Everyone does. You're not alone in that.' Tony chuckled. 'Have you told anyone else?' Tony shook his head.

'We're thinking of telling everyone this weekend, at Abby's party.'

'You and Ziva will be fine.' She placed a supportive had on Tony's arm.

'Thanks Diane.'

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As per usual for a Saturday, Gibbs was in his basement, working on his latest carpentry project. Footsteps on the stairs made him turn his head.

'Ziver.'

'Hello Gibbs.'

'What you doing here?'

'I have something to tell you.' She seemed a little nervous. Ziva pulled out a small envelope from her pocket and handed it to Gibbs.

'Ziva, what's going on?'

'Just open it. Please?' Gibbs did as he was told, lifting the flap and pulling out the card inside. It was a sonogram picture, the words 'Baby DiNozzo-David, Summer 2014' written at the top. Gibbs stared at the picture before turning to Ziva.

'Ziva,' he said quietly, walking over to her. 'Are you pregnant?' Ziva nodded. A flicker of a smile flew across Gibbs' face.

'There is something else I want to tell, to ask you' continued Ziva. 'We have not told Tony's father yet. He lives in New York and is somewhat, um, unpredictable.' Gibbs let out a snort. 'Eli is, uh, is dead. You have been more of a father to me and Tony than our own fathers sometimes.' She paused, unsure whether to continue. 'I want, Tony wants… we both want you to, want the baby to see you…' she tailed off, knowing what she wanted to say, but not how to say it. Gibbs seemed to understand though. He pulled her into a hug and kissed her temple.

Gibbs remembered the last time Ziva had been in his basement with something on her mind. It had was four year ago, after they had rescued her from Somalia. Ari and Eli had come up. This time Eli came up, but this time it was surrounded with a much happier reason. A baby!

'Who else knows?' he asked.

'Diane Fornell.' Gibbs looked confused. 'Apparently she sussed it out of Tony earlier this week. My friend Callie also knows. We are going to tell everyone else tonight, at Abby's party. I wanted to tell you first.' They were sitting down now.

'How far along are you?'

'Eleven weeks on Tuesday.' Ziva's hand hovered over her lower abdomen.

'How you're feeling?'

'Tired. I have had some sickness, but really it has been fine. So far.'

'What about Tony?' Ziva laughed.

'He has been great. From the moment I told him.' Gibbs laughed. For the man who was once afraid of children, deep down, Gibbs knew that Tony had wanted a family. Both he and Ziva wanted to have a chance to 'redo' their own childhoods, attempt to make up for the mistakes of their fathers.

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A blind person could have found Abby's apartment, simply by following the loud Christmas music that was coming from it. Tony wondered what Abby's neighbours thought. They were probably used to it though, given that this was Abby Sciuto after all. The entire team (and their plus ones) had come, except new girl Ellie Bishop and her husband, who already had other plans that night.

Abby proposed a toast; everybody raise their glasses. Ducky started to propose a toast but got side tracked by one of his many stories.

'Uh, Ducky?'

'Yes, Tony?'

'Um, I hate to interrupt you, but we had something to tell you' finished Tony, sounding a little nervous. He took Ziva's hand and she squeezed it for support. Ziva looked around the room, and smiled.

'I am pregnant.' Abby squealed, as did Breena and Delilah. They came over to hug both Tony and Ziva, along with Ducky and Jimmy (although they shook hands with Tony). Tim was the one who was most surprised at the news. He was still getting used to not working with Ziva, and even getting used to the fact that Tony and Ziva were in a relationship. Now they were having a baby! Tim made his way over to Ziva.

'A baby?' he asked. She nodded and they both laughed slightly. 'I'm happy for you Ziva, so very happy.' He pulled her into a hug.

'Thank you, Tim.'

'You ready to have another one of him around?' Tim gestured to Tony who looked put out.

'It might not be another one of me' he said defensively. 'It could be another one of her.' Tony pointed at Ziva. They laughed, Abby dragged Ziva away to chat with Delilah and Breena. Tim turned to Tony.

'You ready for it?' Tony snorted and shook his head.

'Nope. Big shock. We've only really been together properly for a couple of months.'

'I thought the two of you got together back in April.'

'Technically, but then there was those three months in the middle east.' Tim nodded, remembering how quiet the bullpen was without Tony or Ziva bickering. Having said that though, Tim did miss the three of them working together. Ellie was intelligent and smart but didn't have the instincts that Ziva had.

'I suppose the two of you have know each other for years. Haven't started at the beginning.'

'Unlike you and Delilah? You've been together for a year, right?'

'Almost. A year in April' corrected Tim.

The two men turned around to see their girlfriends chatting away with friends. Ziva and Delilah got on quiet well, which surprised Tony slightly. On the surface it appeared that Ziva and Delilah had nothing in common. Since meeting a couple of months ago, the two women had become good friends. What they talked about, neither Tim or Tony had any idea. It didn't really matter. Tony knew he had found his one. He had known for some time.

Delilah turned to look at Tim briefly. She winked at him. Tim smiled. He was starting to think he might have found the one too.

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