A/N: So, here's the deal. When Gibbs is describing how the team is a family I remember reading it somewhere, but I don't remember where. If it's yours please tell me and I'll credit you.
Apology
Previously on Emergency!
Tony's POV
"I can't be a father," I said quietly.
"Why not?" Gibbs asked.
"I'm not ready. I don't know the first thing about being a father," I said. Gibbs was quiet for a moment and then he spoke.
"You know when Shannon told me she was pregnant I called one of my marine buddy's and we went and got drunk," Gibbs said. "Shannon was so mad at me that night when I called her to come get me. On her way to pick me up she was in a minor accident with a drunk driver. They took her to the hospital because they were afraid that something might have happened to the baby. I remember sitting in the waiting room and no one would tell me anything. That was when it hit me; I knew I wouldn't be able to live with myself if something had happened to our unborn child. Trust me, you don't want something major to happen to realize that you're ready to be a father."
We were both quiet for a minute and then the silence was filled with a resounding thunk.
"What was that for?" I asked, rubbing my head.
"For making her cry," Gibbs said.
Tony's POV
"I didn't mean to," I said as I rubbed the sore spot on the back of my head.
"She's up in Jenny's office; go apologize or I'll be hitting something other than your head," Gibbs said as he stood up and then helped me up. He ruffled my hair gently and smiled. "I'm proud of you, Tony," Gibbs said.
"Thanks, Boss," I said and then I bounded up the stairs.
Ziva's POV
I had finally stopped crying and was currently wrapped up in Jenny's arms when there was a knock at the door. Jenny looked at me and I nodded.
"Come in," Jenny called and Tony stepped through the door.
"Do you think you could give us a minute?" Tony asked Jenny and she looked at me.
"It's okay, go, I will be fine," I said. Jenny kissed my cheek gently, like my mother used to do when I was upset and then she walked out of the room. Tony came and sat down next to me on the couch. I didn't speak.
"Ziva, I'm sorry I reacted the way that I did," Tony began as he took my hand into his. "When you told me you were pregnant I wasn't prepared and I got scared. I didn't think that I could be a father, but Gibbs talked to me and now I'm happy about it." I looked at him.
"Really?" I asked.
"Really," Tony answered. I leaned into him and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and kissed the top of my head. "I love you," he told me.
"I love you too," I answered.
Gibbs's POV
When I returned from the head I found Jenny sitting at my desk.
"Did you get lost, Jen?" I asked. She smiled at me.
"Tony and Ziva are in my office, Tony's apologizing," she replied.
"Yeah, I know, I told him to," I said.
"What do you think about everything that's happened today?" Jenny asked. I sat down on my desk next to her.
"I think that they're perfect for each other and I think that this will be a wonderful learning experience for the both of them," I said.
"Do you ever feel like we're their parents?" Jenny asked me. I smirked.
"Only every day, and in a way, they are my kids. Tony's the oldest and he's full of himself because of that. Ziva is like the adopted child, not a member of the original family, but loved just the same. McGee is the middle child who often gets overshadowed by the oldest or youngest and he doesn't know quite where he stands. "Abby is obviously the baby who gets her way all the time. Ducky's the grandfather that's always there to help everyone and give advice. And, Palmer, well Palmer is like that weird cousin you never talk about. You and I, we're the parents."
"That's quite an analogy," Jenny said, her smile growing wider.
"It's true," I said. "It may be dysfunctional, but it's our family. And I know that Abby already thinks of you and I that way and I'm more of a father to Tony and Ziva than theirs ever were."
"I know," Jenny said. Just then Tony and Ziva appeared, walking down the stairs holding hands.
"Did he apologize?" I asked. Ziva smiled and nodded.
"Boss, I can talk to you for a second?" Tony asked me. I nodded and he jogged over to my desk and whispered something into my ear. I listened and then nodded. Tony went back over to his desk, put his jacket on, kissed Ziva on the cheek and then left.
"Where's he going?" Ziva asked, looking at me.
"He just remembered something he needed to do," I said. "I'm going to give you a ride home."
Ziva's POV
Several hours later I found myself in the car with Gibbs. The ride was silent until I spoke up.
"Thank you for everything you did for me today," I said quietly. Gibbs smiled and patted my hand.
"You're welcome," Gibbs said.
"I really mean it, I couldn't have dealt with today if you hadn't been there," I said, a small tear escaping and running down my face.
"You know I think of you as my daughter, right?" Gibbs said.
"I know," I said quietly.
Finally, we pulled up in front of my apartment. Gibbs leaned over and kissed my forehead.
"Be nice," he said. "He was really freaked out earlier."
"I will," I said. I opened the door and got out of the car. As I walked around the car, Gibbs rolled the window down.
"Be careful, it's still icy," Gibbs said. I waved and then went inside my building.
When I reached my apartment I found the door standing wide open. The room was barely lit, with candles flickering everywhere. There was a fire in the fireplace and my dining room table was set with fine china and red candles.
"Tony," I called as I set my bag down on the floor. Tony appeared from the back hallway dressed in a tux.
"My lady," he said, taking my hand and kissing it.
"Tony, what is all of this?" I asked.
"Dinner," he said simply with a smile.
"I believe I'm underdressed," I said.
"Not to worry," Tony said as he led me to my room. Laid out on the bed was a beautiful black silk dress and on the floor underneath the dress were beautiful strappy black heels. "I'll finish dinner while you get ready."
Tony's POV
I was setting the last bowl of food on the table when I heard the bedroom door open. I looked up and saw Ziva step out. I inhaled quickly. She looked gorgeous in the dress. It came to her knees and showed off her well sculpted calves while the plunging neckline enhanced her neck and chest.
"You look beautiful," I breathed. Ziva smiled.
"You don't look to bad yourself," she said. She walked over to the table and I pulled out her chair for her. She sat down and then I sat don as well.
"So," she began. "What exactly is this all about?"
"Well, this is my apology for being an ass earlier and a thank you for making me a father," I said.
"It's beautiful, Tony," Ziva said. I reached across the table and took her hand in mine.
Throughout dinner, our eyes never left each other.
A/N: So, I hope you liked this chapter. Please review!