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As Ziva hears these words that should make her happy, all she can think is. What if I'm pregnant?!

It won't be Tony's baby.

He'll leave me.

I can't raise three children alone, especially when one of them was conceived when I was raped!

What if I get sicker? If I die? Tony won't want to raise kids alone, especially when they aren't even his!

"Ziva. Did you hear me?" Tony's voice breaks into her thoughts.

Shakily, Ziva looks to Tony, and begins to say that she can't. "I..." But looking into his eyes, she can tell that he loves her, and hopefully will be there for her, whatever happens. "Okay."

Knowing that Ziva is still a bit jumpy, Tony slowly leans closer, and gently embraces her. "I love you so much, Ze."

"I love you too, Tony." Ziva murmurs as she leans into a passionate kiss.

They're going to get married.

The next morning, the first thing Ziva does is go down to a local pharmacy, and buys a pregnancy test.

She takes the test back to her apartment, and locks herself in the bathroom to take it, not wanting either of the kids to walk in.

She is shaking as she takes the test, and then waits.

And waits.

And waits some more.

Then, after five minutes, Ziva looks at the test in her hand, and she almost collapses with relief. Negative. Oh thank god.

She doesn't have any more time to dwell on this as she hears the kids getting out of bed, and after throwing the test and its packaging in the bin, Ziva goes out to the kitchen to start getting breakfast ready for her children.

It is another month before the trial begins. And when it does, Tony is by her side, holding her hand comfortingly.

Everything is going fine up until when Shane Jones is brought into the court room. He quickly spots Ziva, breaks away from the officer, and with a maddened glint in his eyes, he charges at her.

Before anyone else has a chance to react, Ziva bolts out the doors.

In normal circumstances she would have had no problem defending herself, but she panics upon seeing him, memories of that night flooding back to her.

All hell breaks loose as a number of officers attempt to restrain Jones, but Tony takes no notice as he takes off after Ziva.

After searching for almost ten minutes, which feels like an eternity to him, Tony finds Ziva, curled up tightly behind the driver's seat of her car, sobbing hysterically.

Tony cautiously opens the door, not wanting to scare her any further. "Ze?" He says gently, letting her know that it's just him.

Still, Ziva is startled, but still doesn't respond as she buries her head in her knees, and rocks back and forward violently.

How the hell did we come to this? Tony wonders as he sits in the car, and gently whispers soothing words to Ziva until she eventually calms down.

Once she is calm, at least relatively, Ziva looks up at Tony. And she shakily tells him. "I can not go back in there, I can not do it."

Tony helps Ziva sit up next to him, and then holds her close to him. "It'll be alright, Ziva. You have to do this ...or he'll get off."

"I know." Ziva whispers, she then says. "But I do not want to see him again, I can not."

"I'll be right there with you, it'll be alright." Tony assures her firmly.

After a minute, Ziva turns to face Tony, and says. "You will stay with me?" Logically she knows that he will, be she needs to hear him say it.

Tony smiles comfortingly at Ziva as he tells her. "I will be right beside you the entire time, I promise." He then steps out of the car, and stands just outside.

Ziva pauses for a moment before stepping out of the car too, and letting Tony take her hand as he leads her back into the court building.

Ziva is the fourth person to testify against Shane Jones. As she sits up in the stand, she forces herself to focus on Tony and the rest of the group, and ignore Jones' constant glare.

It takes a minute for all the formalities to get out of the way before Ziva begins retelling what happened to her, as she does so, her voice is emotionless, she forces herself to see it from a detached perspective, as though she was the investigator of this attack, not the victim. "I had heard about a new nightclub, Destiny, in Georgetown, and decided to go there with some friends. Not long after arriving, I was approached by a man-"

"Did you know this man?" The prosecutor questions her, interrupting her.

Ziva shakes her head slightly as she answers. "No, I had never seen him before."

The prosecutor then asks her. "What happened next, Officer David?" He subtly is reminding the jury of her position at NCIS, if this could happen to a federal agent, it could have happened to anyone.

Ziva takes a calming breath before replying. "He introduced himself as Jack, and bought me a drink. I had already had a couple of drinks, and wasn't thinking clearly. Within a minute of finishing the drink, I started to feel sick. It gets unclear after that."

"Can you just tell us what you do remember?"

Ziva nods nervously as she says. "I remember the car, it was a convertible, dark coloured, light interior. I saw the plates, they ended in 4-K-N. My colleagues later found out that the defendant owns a car that matches that description. The next thing I remember after that is waking up in the hospital."

"Alright. Thank you Officer David, you may step down now." The prosecutor tells Ziva.

Ziva practically runs back to her seat, and wraps herself tightly around Tony, seeking comfort.

The trial continues for several more hours before the judge says. "Court is adjourned. We will recommence once the jury has reached a verdict."

And so begins the most anxious time of their lives to date.

TBC...

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