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'Christmas in Maui? Nice' said Ellie as they entered the lift.

'Nice? Nah, after the year Ziva and I have had, a little sun, sand and sipping cold drinks from coconuts is going to be spectacualr.'

Tony looked up from his iPad and smiled at the women walking towards him. She was busy looking at the screen on her camera. Tony had left Ziva taking photos of the views from their bedroom window. They were in Maui, having decided to go on a spur of the moment holiday over the Christmas break. A babymoon as one could call it. Originally Tony had wanted to go to Jamaica, as that was where Ian Fleming wrote the first Bond book, Casino Royale.

Unfortunately for Tony, Ziva's doctor advised against going to Jamaica due to the Zika virus. Maui was suggested as an alternative and when Ziva said that she had never been to Hawaii, Tony jumped onto his laptop and immediately booked flights and a hotel, once Gibbs had signed off on Tony's annual leave.

This was going to be their time to relax together before the baby came. Granted, Ziva wasn't due until the of June, but neither of them was sure if they would be able to get time off work and the next few months were going to be bust. Tony was getting ready to sell his apartment and move in with Ziva, who's tiny box spare room was going to become the nursery. They also had to tell Tony's father. After having told Team Gibbs in person, Ziva wanted to tell Senior in person too. However, Senior was on one of his European trips and wasn't going to back on US soil until after New Year.

Ziva sat down on the lounger next to Tony and continued to play with the camera, deleting some photos and taking some of their view from the poolside. She had borrowed it from Zach, a guy at the NGO Ziva now worked at three days a week. She was enjoying taking photos that did not have dead bodies in them.

Tony leant over and kissed Ziva, his hand going down to the small swell of her stomach. At almost fourteen weeks pregnant, Ziva was starting to show. She was exhausted. They say the first trimester is tiring, and boy were they right. Ziva had even given up her 5am runs in exchange for a couple more hours of sleep. Apart from some morning sickness and nausea just after they discovered she was pregnant, Ziva's pregnancy was going smoothly.

'You know, the last time I was in Maui I was with my father' Tony said. 'This trip is definitely better.'

'What happened?' asked Ziva, slightly nervous what Tony's answer would be.

'He left me with the nanny to go back to the mainland to close a deal with a wealthy widow. Divorcee. No, widow. I forget which one. I was ten.' Ziva smiled appreciatively. 'Thirty years later I am back with my beautiful girlfriend.'

'Your beautiful pregnant girlfriend who is currently craving a large bowl of gelato from the café' Ziva corrected him.'

'More gelato?' There was a café at the hotel they were staying at that sold gelato by the size of bowl. Ziva had managed to devour at least two large bowls a day since they had arrived. They had only been they two full days.

'Tony I am currently growing a human, who has half your DNA. I want gelato. Chocolate and raspberry gelato.' She leant forward and kissed him. Tony sighed, resigning himself to getting more gelato for his beautiful, pregnant girlfriend.

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Senior rang the doorbell to Tony's apartment. He had received a cryptic email from his son just before Christmas. Something about selling his apartment and wanted to have dinner as soon as Senior got back from his European trip. The door opened and Senior stepped in.

'Junior, how are you?'

'I'm good, Dad.'

'How was Maui?'

'Maui was good, great even.'

'You should have come to Paris. It's a beautiful city, especially at Christmas.'

'I couldn't Dad. I wasn't alone in Maui.' A coy smile grew on Senior's face. He was intrigued as he followed Tony into the kitchen.

'Ziva,' cried out Senior when he saw her. 'How are you?'

'I am good, thanks' she replied, hugging him.

'Were you the one who kept Junior company in Maui?' both Ziva and Tony laughed slightly but Senior noticed the look between the two of them. 'Wait, are you two together now?' Ziva nodded her head and smiled. Senior hugged her again.

'About damn time' he said, happily. Tony shook his head in despair.

The time dinged, letting them know that dinner was ready. Twenty minutes later Senior finished eating, scrapping the plate clean. It had been a long time since he had a home cooked meal that good.

'That was delicious, Ziva.'

'You assume that Ziva cooked and I didn't,' said Tony, indignantly. Ziva and Senior looked at Tony sceptically. 'Yeah, I wasn't going to get away with that, was I?'

'No,' said Ziva, shaking her head. Tony laughed.

'So, Dad, there was something else we wanted to tell you.'

'You're getting married' said a hopeful Senior.

'No, Dad. We're not getting married.'

'So, what is it?' asked Senior, curious. Tony looked at Ziva who handed Senior an envelope. He opened it, wondering what on earth was going on. Inside was a card, a sonogram picture with the words 'Baby DiNozzo-David, Summer 2014' written across the top. Senior looked back and forth between Tony and Ziva, gobsmacked.

'Are you pregnant?' he asked quietly. Ziva nodded, smiling.

'Dad, are you OK?' asked Tony. Senior had become quiet. He got up and went over to hug Ziva.

'That is the best news I have heard in a very long time,' he said, voice full of emotion. Senior then hugged Tony. 'How far along are you?' he asked, turning back to Ziva.

'Almost sixteen weeks' replied Ziva, pushing her top back a little to show her growing bump. It had grown since their return from Maui.

'When are you due?'

'End of June.'

'We would have told you sooner, but we wanted to tell you in person' explained Tony.

Senior did not care. His son's girlfriend was pregnant with his grandchild. A grandchild! Senior had never pestered Tony for grandchildren, but Tony knew that Senior hoped for them one day. Tony suspected that his father saw grandchildren as a second chance, to make up for his mistakes with Tony.

All Senior could do was think about Tony's mother, Joy. She had died when he was so young, missing out on so much of his childhood and life. Now, she was missing another big moment. Senior knew in his gut that Joy would have made a fantastic grandmother. There had been times over the past few decades that Senior wondered what his and Tony' lives would have been like had Joy lived, or even if he had another child, with Joy or one of his ex-wives. Senior, like Tony had suspected, hoped that a grandchild would be the second chance he most desired.

Tony's mother is not named in the show, so I went with Joy DiNozzo. Hope you like it.