Ziva David sat on the edge of the bath tub, glancing at her watch every so often. 5 minutes seemed longer than usual, the watched pot, never boils Ziva reminded herself. She needed to be patient, which was what was very important right now.

Tony was in the living room watching the season's OSU game, when Ziva came of the bedroom; worried expression painted all over her face. Tony looked to her furrowed his eyebrows.

"You okay?" Tony said as he stretched his hand to Ziva's, she took it as she came and sat down next to him.

She laughed nervously before adding "We need to talk, Tony"

"Uh-oh, I do something wrong? I didn't put the toilet seat down did I?"

"No you did not, but that is not the problem though…the problem is…I am not sure if it's even a problem…erm…What do you say to becoming a father in 9 months?" That was enough for Tony, as he completely zoned out.

It's not that he didn't want to father Ziva's children, hell; who wouldn't? He had never thought about becoming a father, he didn't even think he was going to be in 'committed' relationship to begin with. But now Ziva was pregnant, he had to be there for her. Did he have to marry her? Shit, shit, shit he thought. I mean not that he didn't; but not just yet. Oh-boy

"Say something Tony" Ziva urged as he stepped out of his trance looking at her in the eyes.

"Are you sure? I mean could be a faulty test…"

"I am 3 weeks late…Tony" Ziva said as blush crept her cheeks.

"Right we…we should…go to the doctors…ch-ch-check how far along you are" Ziva smiled at discomfort and loss of balance as he stood off the couch and stumbled to the bedroom, Ziva followed. He fell back onto the bed and Ziva sat beside him.

"We can always…get…rid of it" Tony jumped off the bed, looking at Ziva as if she had said the most absurd thing.

"What are you crazy? I mean you caught me off guard a little…but that doesn't mean I don't want it." Ziva just stared at him "I never thought I'd be fathering any children, but I have; which is good, really good." He licked his lips "Do you want the baby?" there it was, the question she had been waiting for.

"All my life I have taken lives…now that I have to give life…it is a scary thought. I am an assassin…that was what I was brought up to do…"

"…was an assassin; that part of you died a long time ago Ziva, don't forget that" Tony interrupted stroking Ziva's cheek with his thumb.

She smiled as she placed a kiss to his wrist "Do you think I am going to make a good mother?"

Tony laughed "Oh…I think you'll do! Me on the other hand…not so sure" Ziva smirked.

"Yes…I feel that way about you too" Ziva said as she laced her hands around his neck.

"Thank you so much for be…" the sarcastic words were lost as Ziva's lips came onto his.

The couple sat patiently in the waiting area of the OB/GYN. It had been a week since finding out about the pregnancy. As Ziva held Tony's hand in hers, she felt it sweat. Ziva was nervous too, it was her first time giving life and her first appointment to see how far long she was.

"Ms. David" the nurse mispronounced her name.

"Dav-eed" They corrected her together. The nurse nodded and led the way to the room.

"Please get changed, the doctor will be with you soon" she said as she handed her a hospital gown and walked out. Tony was standing there smirking as she unbuttoned her shirt, she stopped short.

"Can I have some privacy please" she said not turning to look at him, a smirk playing at her lips.

Tony furrowed his eyebrows before replying "Okay…" with that he turned and walked out, pulling the curtain close.

Minutes Later Ziva lay on the examining table, holding Tony's hand who sat beside her. The doctor walked in. He was short, old and fat ah, the irony Tony thought. He had greying hair and a fresh British accent as he spoke.

"Good afternoon, how do you do?" Doctor Harlow asked.

"We are doing fine" Ziva said politely.

"I'm Dr. Harlow. Shall we get started" he said as moved to her side.

She looked up to meet Tony's eyes and smiled "We shall". She moved her gown higher as the doctor applied the jelly like substance to her lower abdomen, she hissed as the cold touched her skin. Tony's head snapped to meet her eyes; the doctor noted his action and smiled.

"The gel is quite cold…here feel it" Tony felt the gel and hissed too.

"Now, lets see" the doctor moved the scanner around her lower abdomen 'hmming' every so often. "Very well…you are healthy and so is the foetus…you are about two months along. Make sure to book another appointment in about another 3 weeks before you leave" they both nodded as the doctor left giving them privacy to change.

Ziva didn't bother with telling Tony to leave the room for privacy, there was no such between the two anymore, after all they were lovers. Ziva had said that earlier to play with Tony, but he had taken it seriously, there will be apologies for that later. Ziva dropped the gown on the table after buttoning her shirt and looked at her significant other standing there with a smile. She smiled before taking his hands in hers and walking out of the OB/GYN.

On their way home they talked about everything and anything but the baby. They laughed about how McGee had put Gibbs in a bad mood on Friday by spilling his coffee, making Abby angry by messing with her 'Major Mass Spec'. Ziva's laughter died down as she thought about where she would be in 9 months or eight she thought dryly.

"Tony…are you sure that this is what you want?"

"What? You think I'm gonna run out on you half way through…"

"I know you won't…but it's just that…we have just started to build a relationship and make it work"

"Maybe a baby is just what we need to make it even stronger…Ziva if you don't wanna have the baby, just tell me…because whatever makes you happy, makes me happy" he said as he parked the car on his, I mean their, driveway. He got out and shut the car door a little too harshly, making Ziva jump in her seat. She saw him disappear through the door as she sat and consider what he had just said.

She didn't want to get rid of the baby, but there was one aspect of her time in Somalia that Tony didn't know about. She had to tell him and make him understand why she was so afraid of having this baby.

She got out of the car and walked into the house, she walked into the bedroom to find him laying on his back, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"There is something that I need to tell you…that makes this birth difficult…" Tony looked towards the door to see his significant other standing there solemn expression on her face.

"What is it?"

"There is a chance that the baby might not make it…because…I was raped in Somalia" Ziva said as tears stained her beautiful face.

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