Two hours later Ziva was finally able to see her babies. She was so relieved to have healthy children and to be doing well enough to see them. She didn't even mind having to use a wheelchair. Though she was able to walk around in the NICU. Since there wasn't really enough room to maneuver a wheelchair around the twins beds. There were areas that were wheelchair accessible but those were reserved for babies whose mothers could not get out of their chairs for whatever reason. The twins were side by side in small incubators. Anthony Josiah was hooked to a heart monitor but was free of all other machines and devices. Elijah Corbin had the monitor and a feeding tube but also had a ventilator shoved down his throat.

"Any updates?" Tony asked the nurse he had spoken with earlier.

"Anthony is breathing well on his own. We are hoping that he will take milk and be able to forgo the NG tube. His heart rate is strong and as long as he maintains and eats well. He could be coming home with Ziva." Lola explained.

"I am willing to try breastfeeding." Ziva replied.

"You will need to pump." Lola replied.

"I can do that." Ziva replied.

"How's Elijah?" Tony asked.

"Elijah is doing well considering but he is not doing as well as his brother. He is requiring oxygen but the vent is only sent to fifty percent. We will try to extubate him tomorrow. He may end up going home with his brother but I would not get your hopes up." Lola explained.

"Can I hold them?" Tony asked.

"Of course" Lola replied.

Tony had McGee bring Ziva's breast pump to the hospital. Ziva sat up in her bed and pumped the milk for little baby AJ. She was relieved to know that her boys were healthy. Even if Elijah was giving them a little trouble. She knew in her heart they would be together soon and that both boys would grow up strong and happy. Just like the family she had formed.

"You done?" Tony asked as Ziva removed the pump.

"Yes" Ziva replied.

"I hope he takes it." Tony replied.

"I am sure he will and they said we can try to feed Elijah when he is extubated." Tony replied.

"I hope that is soon." Ziva sighed.

"It will be. He is doing great and most premature babies need breathing support. They really do think he will be off soon though." Tony assured.

"I know but it is still worrisome." Ziva replied.

Ziva brought the milk down to the NICU and walked over to where AJ was resting. They removed him from his crib and placed him into Ziva's arms. The boy looked at her with his big blue eyes. Tony was right. He did look just like his older brother. She looked to Tony who was rocking a sleeping Elijah in his arms. She shuddered at the sight of her baby on the machines. Remembering when her first AJ had been so sickly. She placed the bottle to Anthony Josiah's lips and the newborn was instantly gulping down the liquid. It was not long before she had to pull the bottle away. That was when she realized just how strong AJ's lungs were. Instantly the room was filled with a blood curdling scream of rage. The boy continued to scream until he was gagging. She remembered the drill from when Adam Joseph was new, flung him onto her shoulder, and hit his back until he let out a huge burp. Followed by a wad of spit up. That did not stop little baby AJ. As soon as the bottle was in his line of sight he was screaming his head off again. Tony was laughing from where he sat holding Elijah.

"You had better never request a paternity test." Ziva warned.

"Believe me I know I am the father." Tony assured.

"Considering I am breastfeeding, I certainly hope that Elijah Corbin doesn't have the same appetite. If he does they are going to formula." Ziva explained.

"All DiNozzo's have the same appetite." Tony confessed.

"So?" Ziva asked.

"I'll start comparing prices on formula." Tony sighed.

"Good boy" Ziva replied.

AJ was able to spend his first night of life with his parents. Ziva slept in the hospital bed, Tony on the couch, and AJ in a small plastic crib. When the first AJ was born, Ziva didn't even know where Adam was that first night. He stumbled in around noon the next day and slurred something about celebrating with his buddies. Tony on the other hand had only left to be with Elijah or to check in on the other DiNozzo children. During the night when AJ would cry, Tony would wake and unless the infant needed to be fed. He would tend to the newborn. Ziva woke early in the morning to the sun spilling through the window and warming her skin. She realized that three hours had passed since AJ had awakened. The previous record had been about an hour. She rolled over and saw Tony holding AJ in the small leather chair that sat against the window.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray. Please don't take my sunshine away." Tony sang as he cradled the newborn close to his chest.

"How long has he been awake?" Ziva asked.

"Two and a half hours." Tony replied.

"Why didn't you wake me?" Ziva asked.

"You needed sleep." Tony replied.

"So do you." Ziva reminded.

"I will be working as much as you but I am not at risk for postpartum depression." Tony explained.

There was another reason that Tony had not woken Ziva up. He wanted those moments with just him and AJ. When Angela was born. He was only able to hold her through the gloves that dangled from the side of the incubator. He only held his daughter without machines or protective clothing when she was already gone from the world. She was not soft and warm. She had been cold and lumpy, even before she went into rigormortis. AJ and Elijah however felt the way a newborn should. They were warm and full of life and love. Even when he was fragile Elijah was strong. For a moment his life was perfect and he was treasuring every moment. Not because it could be taken away at any moment. Though that was always in the back of his head. No the reason for his peace and joy. No he was happy because he had been miserable for so long it felt good to feel real joy.

A/N: Both babies are healthy though Elijah will need to catch up a bit more. New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.