A very short chapter so sorry, but it's one of those those annoyingly necessary short chapters! Enjoy.

Chapter 8

"Wow." Ziva breathed.

"Yeah."

"You took such a risk for me Jenny, you are taking such a risk, being here."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world, I can't believe you're pregnant."

"Neither can I, I only found out a few hours before I was stabbed."

"You completely missed the signs?"

"Yes, looking back they were so obvious. I was so wrapped up in myself-"

"Slow down, wrapped up in yourself, are you insane? You were on the run from Mossad, no are on the run from Mossad and you left the love of your life behind. You were trying to survive Ziva, and if I had been you I would have been exactly the same."

They smiled, and got lost in their own thoughts for a while.

Jenny broke the silence. "Speaking of the baby, you should tell him, and soon."

"We have been through this, and I will not put Tony through any more pain."

"Listen to yourself Ziva, imagine the pain he will put himself through when he finds out you had his son and he wasn't there through any of it."

"He can't be here through any of it anyway." She replied.

"When he finds out which he will he will punish himself not you. And he might not be here but at least he will know." She handed Ziva the phone, "And call it tough love, but if you don't do it right now, then I will."

Ziva gave her the death glare.

"That doesn't work on me and you know it."

"Fine." Ziva snatched the phone.

"That was easier than anticipated." Jenny murmured.

"What?"

"Oh nothing."

Ziva dialled. She looked up at Jenny, "What do I say?"

"Tell him the truth." She said gently. "I'll give you some privacy." She said and left the room.

"Dinozzo." She had never appreciated the sound of his voice as much as she did now.

"Tony," she whispered.

"Ziva!"

A tear fell down her face as she heard him speak her name.

"Is it really you?"

"Yes Tony it's me,"

"Are you ok? I thought you were dead." His voice cracked.

"I am fine, how are you?"

"Missing you." He replied straight away.

"Tony… tell me that you love me."

"I love you. Why, what's wrong?" His voice was anxious, it wasn't like Ziva to make a request like that, and he had remembered asking Jeanne the exact same thing before he had told her the truth… except Ziva was a hundred times more important.

"Tony, I'm pregnant."

Hmmmm, how will he react? I haven't actually decided yet, but what do you guys think? Please review and let me know, because to be honest it would be helpful to have your opinions on this one :-p

This is my fourth UD today, hurrah!!!!!!!!

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