Chapter 18: The End…(Not such a great chapter title but sufficient.)

Ziva huffed out in frustration as she leaned her elbows on her desk. She glanced over at her wedding photo. She loved her white form fitting dress. It was so feminine and elegant. Not bad for a former Mossad assassin and current NCIS agent. The photo had the bride, her of course, Tony, the groom of course..and the wedding party. That was two years ago. However, her memory of that day was still fond.

She pulled back her hair into a head band as she remembered walking down the aisle to her groom. Tony stood waiting for her. A greater site she couldn't imagine. Tony standing was not only the great part. But the fact that it was Tony that she was walking to. A more wonderful life could not have been bargained for.

Tony had even managed to get Eli David to make amends with his lovely daughter. Sadly, Eli being ill and older helped. However, Tony convinced him that he loved Eli's daughter. He also convinced Ziva that her father made mistakes but their marriage meant new beginnings. Therefore, all were shocked to see Ziva being escorted up the aisle by Eli on one side and her other father, Jethro Gibbs, on the other side of her. Gibbs stepped aside and joined Tony as best man. That allowed Eli to say he gave his daughter away into marriage. Eli had moved to the United States after retiring from being Director of Mossad. He had became a father to Ziva that none had expected. Yet, Ziva cherished.

No one laughed at the fact that Abby was a flower girl dressed in all black and dropped black rose petals. They only smiled. No one second guessed why a male stood beside Ziva as her best friend rather than a maid of honor. At least McGee got to wear a tuxedo like Gibbs, who was Tony's best man. Even if he was deemed Ziva's maid of honor by a teasing Tony. Palmer and Ducky were proud to be ushers.

To some it may not have been the perfect wedding, but to Ziva David and Anthony Dinozzo, it was way beyond perfect. A strange mix of Catholic and Jewish traditions were combined at the wedding. No one questioned it. After all, if a 5'10" flower girl wearing black wasn't questioned, what could be?

Ziva exhaled blowing wisps of hair from her face. She stated something in Israeli then pouted some more.

"What's wrong, my little ninja?" Tony walked up behind her and massaged her shoulders.

"I don't want to be stuck in bed." Ziva crossed her arms defiantly.

Tony jutted up his eyebrows. "Never heard you complain before."

Gibbs head slapped Tony as he walked by.

"Shutting up, Boss." Tony straightened his shoulders.

"On the screen, McGee." Gibbs walked and looked at the screen. "Ziva Dinozzo, don't even think about standing up from that wheelchair to look at this. You are officially off this case."

Ziva grunted something in Israeli again.

"You do know that Eli is teaching me the language?" Gibbs stared at his female agent.

"I did not know this." Ziva's eyes grew larger. "I apologize."

Gibbs turned around with a smirk as he glanced back at the scene.

"It won't be so bad." Tony got down to his knees. He took Ziva's hand. "I'll help you through this. Just like you did me when I wasn't able to walk."

"You caused this." Ziva stared angrily at her husband.

Tony didn't deter. He leaned and kissed Ziva's forehead. "I love you."

Ziva rolled her eyes. "I love you as well, my hairy butt."

He then stood up satisfied that his wife was no longer angry.

"Can we get back to work?" McGee teased. "I'm getting nauseous."

Abby came bounding up all smiles. "I get to take care of you this evening, Ziva. Tony has to work late."

"I appreciate it, Abby." Ziva half smiled. She felt so helpless. "But I can take care of myself."

Abby seemed to sadden at Ziva's words. Ziva noticed and added. "However, I would prefer your company tonight. If that is okay?"

Abby practically squealed with delight.

Suddenly, a young attractive female approached. "I'm here to report for work."

All turned to stare. Gibbs finally spoke up. "May I help you?"

"Yes, I am looking for Agent Gibbs. I am here as a replacement for Ziva David Dinozzo." The young agent smiled.

"SUBSTITUTE!" Everyone including Ziva stated. "Temporary substitute."

"Excuse me?" The female stepped back unsure what to think of everyone's outburst.

"You are my substitute. NOT replacement." Ziva strongly stated.

"Oh." The female smoothed down her skirt. She half smiled at Tony hoping this attractive man would come to her rescue. She blinked her eyes at Tony and moved closer to him.

Tony ignored her as he touched Ziva's shoulder. "You will be able to walk again in no time, Ziva."

"I can walk now." Ziva protested.

"But doctor's orders. You can't." Gibbs noted. "Now let Tony take you home."

"Very well." Ziva no longer had the will to protest. She wheeled out from behind her desk.

"Wow!" The unknowing temporary agent stated. "You're huge….I mean…."

"It is a high risk pregnancy. I am stuck in this wheel chair. I look bigger sitting down…..I'm carrying twins." Ziva glared at the new girl. It was bad enough the pretty thin thing had openly flirted with her husband. But now she was calling her big.

"Yep."Tony stated proudly. He pulled out the ultra sound pictures. They flopped out like wallet photos. He pointed as he showed the new agent his treasures. "This is our girl, Jenny. This is our boy, Jethro."

Ziva smiled knowing that her husband was proud of her and their life as a couple.

"Oh..she's your wife. Twins." The girl took a step away from Tony. "Congratulations."

Tony had been oblivious to the female's flirting and staring. He was infatuated with no other person but Ziva David Dinozzo. Well, and his twins.

Gibbs walked over and glanced at the ultrasound photo. "I have that one."

"Yep, Boss." Tony shook his head as he watched Gibbs pull out his own copy of the ultra sound. "He's named after me." Gibbs stated proudly to the new agent. "Jethro."

The girl just nodded as she was taken aback by this strange team.

"Let's get you home." Tony pushed Ziva's wheelchair towards the elevator. Abby and Gibbs followed.

McGee walked up to the new girl. "Welcome to team."

"They're close to her. Huh?" The new girl asked.

"Yeah. We are." McGee nodded. He then walked back towards his desk. "By the way, Ziva's a little jealous over Tony."

"It was innocent flirting. Besides, she's in a wheelchair. What can she do?" The female laughed as she sat down at Ziva's desk.

"Ummmm." McGee started typing. He chuckled. "I suggest you hide your paperclips."

Author's Note: The END! I hope you enjoyed..in case the last sentence doesn't make sense..it is in reference to Ziva being able to kill with a paper clip.