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Ziva looked out the window of her tiny apartment. She finally found her voice and whispered softly, "Do you remember our wedding day?"

Tony smiled lovingly at her, "There isn't a day that goes by that I don't remember that day. It was the best day of my life."

"Mine also. I remember how loved I felt that day. It was a perfect day."

Tony nodded and remembered back on the day that he pledged his heart and soul to the woman he loved.

The day had started out rainy and Tony woke with a serious case of foreboding and thought to himself, "Great, just what I wanted to see on today of all days."

He wanted to call and talk to Ziva. He hadn't seen her since dinnertime the night before. Abby had refused to let him call her and tell her goodnight. He wasn't allowed to see her until the wedding ceremony. He knew that any attempt he made at seeing his bride to be would be met with fierce resistance and would probably cause him a great deal of bodily harm. So, he simply resigned himself to getting ready for the day ahead.

Gibbs and McGee had arrived at nine. McGee was Tony's best man and Gibbs was walking Ziva down the aisle. Tony remembered when Ziva had approached him with the idea.

She'd been incredibly nervous bringing it up to him. She hoped that he would support her idea. So, she looked at Tony and asked, "Tony. Do you think that it would be appropriate for me to ask Gibbs to walk me down the aisle, since my own father cannot be there?"

Tony smiled and nodded, "I think he would like that Zi."

So, he'd gone with her to ask. Tony had never seen such emotion from the man that he called his boss.

Ziva started slowly, "I would like to ask you something Gibbs. If you would rather me ask someone else I will understand."

Gibbs smiled softly, "Okay."

"Well, you realize that Tony and I are getting married in less than a month. Well, I found out today thanks to Abby that I need someone to walk me down the aisle. Usually that would be my father, but since he and I are not speaking I was wondering if you would do me the honor of accompanying me?"

Gibbs was speechless. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined Ziva asking him to do something as important as this. He had to look away and finally managed to nod and say, "It would be an honor Ziva."

Tony and Ziva smiled at each other. She leaned forward and kissed Gibbs softly on the cheek and whispered, "Thank you. For everything."

Gibbs coughed to clear his throat and whispered, "You're welcome."

They'd left soon after that. Abby had helped her plan everything. From where to hold the ceremony to the flowers. She'd even surprised Ziva by agreeing to wear the red bridesmaid dress, "But if it would have been pink then the deal would have been off."

Ziva laughed and the two women hugged each other tightly.

By the time that the ceremony was time to begin, the weather had decided to cooperate for them. Ziva, Abby and a few of Abby's other friends were there to help Ziva get ready. Everything was perfect. Gibbs had tears in his eyes and he kissed her as he lifted her veil. He looked at Tony and whispered, "You hurt her and I will make you regret it."

Tony smiled and nodded. He had no intention of hurting her.

They had written their own vows, so when it was time, Ziva looked deep into Tony's eyes and whispered, "Tony, you are the love of my life. You have made me believe in love. That love is possible for someone like me. You are everything I have ever wanted in a husband. I look forward to growing old with you and laughing and loving with you. You are my Nefesh Teomah. You are my twin soul."

Tony looked at her and placed the ring on her finger. Then, he repeated the vows that he'd written, "Ziva, you are the woman that made me believe it is possible to love one person. I've spent my whole life searching for you. I love you. You are my lev. You are my heart. I promise to spend my life loving you and protecting you. I can't wait to grow old with you and show you just how much I love you."

The preacher pronounced them husband and wife and they kissed passionately. By the end of the wedding there wasn't a dry eye in the room.

Tony smiled and said, "I remember that day like it was yesterday. You are still my lev."

"And you are still my nefesh teomah. I cannot live without you, even if I tried."

Tony knew that she was still worried about him. So, he did the only thing that he could think of. He pulled his cell phone from his pocket and told her, "Call him."

Ziva was confused and asked, "Call who?"

"You father. I want to talk to him."

"You cannot do that Tony. He will not like that."

"And I don't like living without my wife because she's afraid to live with me. I would rather risk angering him than spend another second without my wife. Call him."

Ziva looked at the expression on his face and knew that it was pointless to argue with him. She looked at him and took the phone that he held out to her. She dialed the number known only to a few special people. She heard her father answer and cringed, "Shalom?"

She talked to him for a few moments and then she handed the phone to Tony and went to sit on her bed. She sighed and looked out the window. She heard him speaking and knew that he was talking rather calmly. She couldn't quite bring herself to listen to the full conversation.

Tony smiled despite the fact that he wanted to crawl through the phone and choke the man that he was talking to, "Mister David, I would like to ask you for one thing."

"And that would be?"

"To call off the hit that you have on me."

"And why should I do that?"

"Because, despite everything that tells me I shouldn't, I'm crazy about your daughter. I love her with every part of my body. When I'm not with her I want to be with her. And most of all, she's carrying our baby. If you kill me, you might kill her and our baby."

"She is having a baby?"

"Yes. She ran far away from me and everything that was familiar to her. Because she was afraid for her life. I've missed out on five months of my life with her. I don't intend to miss another second. If that means going on the run with her, then that's what I, no we, will do."

The other end of the phone was quiet and Tony thought that he had hung up. Finally, he heard, "Very well. For her well being and the well being of her baby, I will back off. I only ask one thing."

"Which is?"

"After the baby is born, I would like a chance to get to see and possibly hold my grandchild."

Tony looked at Ziva and took a deep breath. Finally, he agreed, albeit reluctantly, "I will do whatever it takes to make it happen."

"Very well Tony. Shalom. I am glad that my daughter has found someone such as you to love."

"Shalom."

Tony hung up the phone and told Ziva, "He's agreed to call off the goon squad."

"But?"

"He wants to meet and possibly hold the baby after it is born."

Ziva swallowed hard and whispered, "I do not like that idea, but if it means that we can live together in peace, I will do whatever it takes."

Tony smiled and walked forward and kissed her softly. He held her for the longest time. Each quiet and lost in their thoughts and completely happy for the first time in the longest time. They were only interrupted when Tony's cell phone rang and Tony smiled and went to answer it….