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Ziva's phone rang. She checked the caller ID and it read 'Abby'. Ziva answered it. "Abs, what are you doing I am right upstairs."

"Yeah, it's not exactly easy to walk upstairs right now, Zee." Abby laughed.

"Cell phone, why?" Ziva asked.

"If I used the office phone it would be easier to be overheard. I helped McGee set up the call recording system two years ago." Abby took a deep breath. "Ziva I need to go to the hospital."

"Wha—oh Abby now?" Ziva asked.

"Yup. I'm coming up the elevator now. Get your car ready. Is anyone else up there?" Abby asked.

"No. Gibbs took DiNozzo and McGee out on the case. They asked me to stay here and sort through files." Ziva explained. "If I leave for this, Gibbs will understand."

The elevator opened and Ziva's call went dead. "Those files will have to wait, Ziva." Abby said. She glanced at Duckie and rolled her eyes. "Duckie is insisting on coming."

"Abigail, you're so obviously pregnant it's a wonder that hiding out in your lab fooled Anthony and Timothy." Duckie observed.

"Well, promise you won't tell them." Abby stated.

"Abigail, do you think they won't notice when you're out on maternity leave? Or when you show up to work with two newborns? I know Jethro already knows, and Timothy is beginning to suspect, although I'm not sure if Anthony even knows his own middle name." Duckie smiled, and Abby and Ziva laughed. They all got in the car.

Ziva's driving got them there in record time. As always. Abby's contractions were about fifteen minutes apart when they brought her up to a room. "How you feeling Abs?" Ziva asked.

"Fine, at the moment. In a few minutes I'll feel like hell. Or worse." Abby glanced at Duckie, who was telling the nurse about a birth he had witnessed in Singapore.

"Neither of you told anyone, right?" Abby asked.

"No, but you'll have to tell them sometime." Ziva said sternly. "Probably later this week."

"I know." Abby glanced at Duckie and lowered her voice. "No one knows who the father is, right?"

"No one but you and me, Abs."Ziva replied.

"But, hey. Nine months is a new Secret-Keeping record for me!" Abby laughed. Ziva smiled too.

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Gibbs walked into NCIS headquarters to see his team's area empty. He, Tony, and McGee had just returned from talking to petty officer William Blake's wife. She had plenty of motives. He had been cheating on her with three other woman and two other men. And they were going through a highly expensive divorce.

"Where's Ziva, boss?" DiNozzo asked.

"No clue." he stepped in the elevator to go down to Abby's lab to see if Ziva was there. No Abby or Ziva. He went to the autopsy room. No Duckie, Abby, or Ziva, and Plamer had no idea where anyone was.

After searching the whole building, Gibbs decided to call them. No answer on Abby. Ziva answered on the first ring.

"Special Agent David." the distracted voice answered.

"And you won't be for long if you don't tell me where the hell you are." Gibbs shouted.

"Um…" Ziva replied.

"Did I mention your job was on the line?" he asked.

"I'm at the hospital. With Abby. she—"

"Today?"

"Yes."

"Right now?"

"Yes."

"Well why the hell didn't you tell me?" he angrily snapped the phone shut. "DiNozzo! McGee! Car!"

The two did as he said. "Where are we going boss?" McGee asked.

Everyone was silent until they were in the car and on the freeway. Then Gibbs answered Tim's question. "The hospital."

"Why?" DiNozzo spoke up.

Gibbs pressed the accelerator. "Abby."

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"About five minutes, honey." the blond curly haired nurse assured Abby.

Abby's eyes were shut, her fists were clenched and she was shaking in pain. "Just get it over with."

Duckie and Ziva's faces were pressed up against the glass window on the door, giving her looks of encouragement. Ziva's phone buzzed; she had a text message.

Tony: wat hapnd???

Ziva: Nothing. Abby is fine. Is Gibbs overreacting?

Tony: k. Ya a bit…

Ziva: lol. U comin?

Tony: yeah c ya.

Ziva: c ya.

DiNozzo shut his phone. "Calm thyself, McGeek. Abby's fine."

McGee gave him a look. "What happened?"

Gibbs kept his mouth shut, so DiNozzo went on. "Ziva said Abby is fine. She didn't say what happened, but she's fine."

They pulled into the hospital parking lot and ran to the front desk. "Name?" the receptionist asked, snapping her gum.

"Abigail Scuito!" they all yelled.

"Floor three, room three-twenty-seven. But you can't go in yet!" she receptionist called.

But the three didn't hear her. They ran up the stairs to floor three, into the hall where they saw Duckie and Ziva.

Gibbs ran to the door and saw Abby in the hospital room. McGee saw it too. Abby was in a delivery room.

"How is she?" Gibbs asked softly.

"About to go into labor, I believe." Duckie replied.

McGee was frozen by the door. April, March, February, January, December, November, October, September, August, July… "Oh shit." he whispered. He opened the door to the room.

"Tim! What are you doing?" Abby demanded. "Get out!"

"Sir, you can't be in here." the blond nurse told McGee.

"I'm the father!" he exclaimed. Duckie, Gibbs, and Tony all turned to look wide-eyed at him. Ziva just rolled her eyes.

"What?" Gibbs demanded. He hit DiNozzo on the back of the head.

"Ow! What was that for? I didn't knock Abby up!" DiNozzo whined.

"I can't reach McGee." Gibbs replied.

Inside the room, Abby was about to give birth. The nurse, doctor, and Abby had silently agreed to let McGee stay. He was next to Abby, holding her hand. His face became white as a bed-sheet. He started feeling dizzy. He couldn't keep standing up…

"Get him out." the doctor muttered.

"Timothy McGee!" Abby exclaimed.

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While Ziva and DiNozzo were calming McGee down, Gibbs was pacing outside the door. It had been about fifteen minutes since Abby had birthed a healthy baby boy, but she was still in labor.

"Ziva!" Gibbs yelled.

"Yes boss?" she called.

"Twins?" Gibbs exclaimed.

"Um… yes." Ziva murmured.

"McGee!" Gibbs now demanded. McGee, still dazed, stood up and walked over.

"Yes boss?" he asked.

Gibbs Gibbs-slapped him. Ziva broke into a fit of giggles.

Two hours later, Abby lay sleeping on the hospital bed, the little girl sleeping in her arms, and the little boy with his father, next to her. Abby stated to wake up.

"Good morning." McGee laughed.

Abby looked at her watch and groaned. "It's the middle of the afternoon." they sat in silence for a minute before Abby laughed. "I can't believe you passed out."

"I did not—okay, well, I did." McGee admitted. They both laughed. Then Gibbs walked in and both braced themselves for a 'rule twelve' speech.

"Can I talk to Abby?" he asked softly instead, surprising them both immensely.

"Of course." McGee said, handing Gibbs the baby boy and exiting the room.

Gibbs sat in the chair that had been previously occupied by McGee. "How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Okay. Well, I actually feel like hell, but I think in this case it's okay to lie."

Gibbs smiled, "Yeah, probably."

"Gibbs, are you totally mad at me—us?" Abby asked.

"No." he replied. "Abby, when my daughter died, I searched for someone to fill her place. And no, Abs, you didn't fill the hole she left. No one can do that. Instead, you carved your own hole. Abby, you know I see you as my other daughter. And I could never be 'totally mad' at you." he mocked.

"Aw, Gibbs!" Abby squealed as she hugged him, careful not to disturb the sleeping twins.

"And besides," Gibbs grinned, "how else was I supposed to get grandchildren?"

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Meanwhile……….

"You knew all along, didn't you, Ziva?" Tony asked, but it wasn't really a question.

"Yes, I did." Ziva replied simply.

"That's why you were allowed in Abby's lab and we weren't." Tony continued.

"Yes."

"And that's where you were taking her in the middle of the day every few weeks."

"Yes."

"And... Hey Ziva, don't you have another pregnant friend too? The one you were shopping for clothes for at Target a few months ago." Tony asked.

"No Tony. That was Abby." Ziva rolled her eyes.

"Did you know that if you rearrange the letters in Abby's name you get Baby?" Tony asked.

"Yes Tony, I did." Ziva laughed, but tried not to.

They were silent for a few minutes before Tony brought something else up. "Why didn't Abby tell anyone except you, Gibbs, and Duckie?"

"She did not. We all figured it out." Ziva shrugged.

"Okay then, why didn't she tell anyone?" Tony changed his question.

"I do not know, maybe she was embarrassed." Ziva answered.

"What would there to be embarrassed about?"

"Getting drunk on a work night, sleeping with your best friend/coworker/ex boyfriend, getting pregnant, finding out there's twins…" Ziva trailed off.

"Okay, so there's plenty to be embarrassed about. But why would Abby be embarrassed to tell us?" Tony said, completely confused.

"I do not know. She's Abby. She is… Un… Unpred… Unpred…" Ziva snapped her fingers, trying to remember what she was saying, "What is the word?"

"Unpredictable." Tony laughed.

"Yes! Unpredictable! Abby is unpredictable."

"So are you, you know." Tony whispered.

"What? No I am not!" Ziva scoffed.

"Want to know what's unpredictable?" Tony asked, still talking quietly.

"What?" Ziva breathed.

Tony leaned in and kissed her. "That." he said.

"That was... To tell you the truth Tony, that was awkward." Ziva blushed.

"Yes it was." Tony also turned bright red.

"But I liked it. A lot."

"Me too."

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"Tim, they need to sign the birth certificates; they need names." Abby demanded.

"You name them, Abs. I didn't even know about them until today." McGee muttered.

"But if it wasn't for you, they wouldn't even be here." Abby stated. "I'll name him, you name her." Abby giggled and played with her son's feet. "I like the name Jared for him."

McGee smiled. "I like it. And how about Josie for her."

"Aw! Jared and Josie! That's so cute, Tim, I love it!" Abby exclaimed. McGee blushed, but grinned.

"Hi, Jared." Ziva smiled as Abby passed her the child.

"You have odd parents, Josie." DiNozzo said when he was passed the little girl. "You're so tiny." Everyone laughed.

"She better be. She and one more of her fit in my stomach." Abby shrugged.

"Actually, Abigail, she wasn't in your stomach. She was in your—." Duckie started.

"Thanks Duckie." Abby laughed, and everyone joined in.