Really Long Wait...I know...My computer's been glaring at me for ever so I finally sat down and wrote out a chapter. This one is kinda short, but there will be a second part, I promise!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN NCIS

We May Be The Same, But We're Not Twins

She stood in the elevator.

Neither she, nor the elevator moved.

She leaned her weight against her hands which were pressed against the bars wrapping around the interior of the elevator.

'How could I tell her that?' Ziva thought to herself.

"Something's should stay private." She muttered. "Not everybody needs to know…"

She removed her hands and ran them over her face.

She then remembered, she had a daughter.

Rylin.

She had a daughter, named Rylin, who was waiting for her.

She pictured Rylin's sweet face, her curly locs, and her laugh.

She forgot Abby, their conversation, all she wanted now, was her daughter.

She flipped the switch; feeling like the elevator couldn't get there fast enough.

She practically ran from the elevator as it reached her floor, as soon as she saw Rylin resting her head on Gibbs's shoulder as he rubbed her back soothingly, her anxiousness subsided.

She licked her lips, and slowly walked behind Gibbs.

He knew she was there, but knew if he moved, he would ruin the moment.

She lightly rubbed Rylin's tiny knuckles.

Little Rylin, simply looked at her mother, staring to be accurate, her tiny little eyes matching her mothers.

Following her mother's eyes, the edges of her mouth turned upward.

"See, I do not break my promises," she murmured as she slowly slid a hand under Rylin's precious body and gently pulled the baby girl into her arms.

Ziva placed a sweet kiss on Rylin's nose as Gibbs turned and looked at her.

"DiNozzo and McGee went to go bring a witness up, they'll be right back." Gibbs stated in reference to her eyes wandering around the empty bullpen.

"Alright."

Rylin's soft curls brushed against her mother's chin as she peered around.

Ziva pressed her soft lips against the curls as Tony and McGee dragged in their murder suspect, a bright red haired, delusional, and drugged man. He looked very unusual, and out of place.

"She's pretty," He purred and Tony tugged on the handcuffs as he and McGee attempted to pull him away. "Is she your wife?"

"If I say yes, will you hurry up?"

"Uh, sure."

"Then, yes, she's my wife."

"Is the girl your daughter?"

Ziva suddenly felt like she was the one out of place, like she was naked,vulnerable, and generally unsafe, she took three steps back, into Gibbs's arms. Covering Rylin into her chest, with her arms.

Gibbs whispered comforting words in her ear but her breath became heavy and her hands began to shake.

"Ziver…calm down," Gibbs murmured. "DiNozzo, get him out of here."

Tony nodded and shoved the man forward.

"Wait! You didn't answer my question." The man called as they drug him away. The man's shouts and rants caused tears to fall down Rylin's cheeks.

"Sh…Sh, Ry." Gibbs murmured. "Mommy, okay…she's okay…"

Gibbs gently maneuvered Ziva back into Tony's chair.

Ziva seemed to be in another universe. Her eyes were straight forward as her face and knuckles were a pale white.

Gibbs bent down in front of her.

"Ziver, you look sick…Just let me hold Rylin for a sec, so you don't drop her."

Ziva's eyes came back to reality; suddenly her voice was pee-pee like a small child. She shook her head like one too, "No. Please, no."

"Are you sure?"

"I won't drop her, I love her." She murmured almost inaudibly.

"Here," Gibbs said as he handed her a sling. "For safety reasons."

Ziva blinked at him before shaking her head, curls flowing wildly, and then looked at him again, "What?" she asked.

Gibbs looked at her curiously, and knelt down, "Ziver…are you…okay?"

She stumbled on the first to words before finally being able to make a sentence, "I'm fine...I just, got a little uncomfratable and nervous, and weird, it felt like I was being pulled between two different worlds."

Gibbs's eyes glanced at her and then the baby in her arms, before placing a soft, hesitant kiss against his thumb, and then pressed it to her cheek.

As he stood his lips came to brush near her ear, he only muttered three words.

"Love. Brave. Family."

"She's really knocked out, huh?"

Tony nodded and smiled, as he slowly rocked Rylin, trying to keep the small infant from disrupting the office. After getting a confession from the witness and pre-occupying Ziva with breastfeeding they were able to quickly hand him over to the local LEO's.

After a nearly hourly session, Rylin had finally fallen asleep while Ziva had excused herself to the bathroom.

It had now become the two gentlemen's job, to make sure, that one, Rylin did not wake up. And two make sure she did not realize her mother was gone.

But even then, you gotta learn how to walk before you run...

"Alright, McBaby. Um, Yeah, but I gotta go do some…stuff. So you're gonna have to watch her for a sec." Tony said as he attempted to shift Rylin in his arms, to the probie.

"Wait, what? Tony, kids don't like me."

"Yeah, I noticed McHate. But still. R.J. likes everybody." Tony said as he attempted to place Rylin in McGee's arms once more.

"I-uh." Before McGee had time to deny it again, Rylin was already in his arms, and snuggling into his chest.

"See, she's fine. Just you know, keep her close. Don't lose her, and,well, if she gets hungry…well you got boobs, you use 'em."

McGee glared at him, "Tony-"

"Hey, McMilky, don't wake the kid." Tony called quietly as he proceeded out of the bullpen and walked toward the bathroom.

Not the Men's bathroom, that's not the point of bathrooms at NCIS, anymore, that is.

He headed straight towards the Women's area.

He pushed the door open, before it nearly hit him in the face.

He squeezed through before looking down on the floor.

"Didn't she just eat?" he asked.

Ziva nodded, her eyes closed and her head leaning against the wall, as she allowed the breast pump to do its work.

"They still hurt like hell." Ziva breathed.

"Well, you know, I don't have you know…big-"

"Boobs, yes?"

"Yeah. So I wouldn't know what to do about that, but maybe a-"

"Tony, if you suggest that damn Mommy & Me class one more time…" she threatened, before she immediately felt a wave of dread and began apologizing profusely.

"No, no, I was just suggesting, 'cuz, you know, they have group for…"

"For what? Rape victims? Women with rape children?"

"That's not what I mean…"

"I know what you mean, but I do not need to share my troubles with some other women. I am not like Abby, I am sorry if that disappoints you. But still…"

"Look, still…you don't have to talk to them, do anything, just go. Not for yourself, for Rylin."

Ziva stared up at him, her face full of frustration, anger, and uncertainness.

Finally, she sighed and swallowed, "Fine. But I will go, for Rylin, and Rylin only."

Tony grinned, "I'll hold you to that."

Like I said very short, but the next part will be up pretty soon! But only if you REVIEW!