Oooh, I'm late at uploading! I'd apologise but we all know that apologising is a sign of weakness!

Anyways, I am sorry and I hope you enjoy this chapter! =]

Murder 2.0 was good I actually followed the storyline as opposed to just paying attention to the character interaction for once. =] Go me!

Chapter Twelve

Back at NCIS Ziva took Lissy and Ben downstairs to go and find Abby. She was busy in her lab when Ziva walked in, when Abby spotted her Abby spun around and leapt at Ziva embracing her long time friend. She then turned to the boy and hugged him too much to his amusement. The boy had grown attached to Abby greatly and enjoyed her company, Abby loved him all the more for this and hugged and kissed him every chance she got. Abby led Lissy, Ben and Ziva into her office where she had a large sofa against one wall. She had a duvet and pillow folded up underneath for when she stayed here overnight.

Abby sat on the sofa and pulled Ben up on to her knee, Lissy collapsed next to her and curled her feet up under her body, resting her head on the back of the chair. Ziva stayed standing in the doorway, watching as her son happily played with the chains on Abby's top. Her mind went back to that time several hours ago when she had persuaded her son to give her a DNA swab. She wasn't sure if she should even offer Tony the proof as to Ben's paternity. She wasn't sure if he would care. She certainly didn't want Ben to learn he had a father only to have him be let down by him.

Ziva's moral dilemma was put to rest when her phone rang. Who else, Gibbs, she flipped the phone open as she ducked out of Abby's office.

"Hello?"

"Ziva, you need to come up to the bullpen. Need your statement." He hung up. Ziva flipped her phone closed and popped back in to Abby's office.

"I'm just heading up stairs, can you watch Ben please? I'll be back in a bit. Thanks Abby."

Ziva exited the room, leaving for the bullpen. DiNozzo and McGee were at their respective desks typing away while Darren was standing at Ziva's desk, talking to Gibbs. The two looked up when they saw her approach and Gibbs motioned for Ziva to follow him. She did so, and he led her into the conference room where he sat down with her and looked at her, waiting for her to begin explaining the series of events that led to three autopsies for ducky.

"I was thirteen, Elijah fifteen. I did everything my father forbade, everything I knew would anger him. I always dated the boys who I knew my father would disapprove of. When I was fourteen I brought a nineteen year old home, my father hit the roof." Gibbs coughed, bringing Ziva back to the topic at hand. "Right, I dated Elijah for two months, because my father was so adamant I shouldn't. I learned his father was HAMAS so I dumped him. He seemed to think we were destined to be together, threatened me somewhat. I ignored him, thinking he was merely stung by our break up. So I perhaps under-estimated him slightly."

Gibbs nodded his head. "So why exactly did you do what you did?"

"Swap for my son? Any other parent would do the same Gibbs. If you was given the choice to have been in the car instead of Kelly would you have?" Gibbs stared at her.

"Yes. Of course." Ziva nodded, folding her arms.

"I was positive he wasn't going to kill me, whereas my son was at greater risk. I went along with it until I could get out of their. I took the opportunity at the airport. Said I need the bathroom, one of the guards accompanied me. I took him out and stole his gun. I shot the other guard when I was close enough, but when I turned around to shoot Elijah he had pulled out his own gun. He started talking so I heard him out. He said something about soul mates and that I would never be able to shoot him. So I shot him."

"Right. Is that it?" She nodded. "You can go then." She stood and walked straight out the door. Gibbs followed seconds later. Ziva walked by her desk and grabbed her bag before heading back down to Abby's lab. Darren followed her, when they got in to the lift he flicked the emergency stop button.

"Interesting. You have a private talk with Gibbs?" Darren looked at her amused.

"How did you-"

"Only way you would know where the emergency stop button is." She answered for him. He smiled.

"I take it you are OK then?" He looked at her as she turned her head to look him in the eye. "Yea, Ben is OK, so yes. I am fine." She smiled and he nodded. Ziva leaned over and flicked the switch back on. The ride down to Abby's lab was silent. The two walked in together, Darren had arrived to take Lissy home as Gibbs had given them the all clear a few minutes prior to Ziva's statement being taken. While Darren and Lissy got back in the elevator with Ben, Ziva hung back wishing to talk with Abby.

"Sup, Ziva?" Abby cheerfully smiled.

"Erm," she slipped her bag off her shoulder letting it hit the floor, "I am so not sure whether this is a good or bad idea. I want you to run a DNA analysis on Ben. To prove his paternity." Abby looked at slightly confused.

"To prove paternity? That would suggest you know who the father is?"

"I do. I think perhaps though, he does not wish to know. So even when you get the results you must not let anybody know ok?" Abby nodded.

"I'll need-" Ziva thrust the DNA swab in to Abby's hand before she could finish her sentence, Abby grinned and busied herself setting up the equipment while Ziva walked slowly out to the elevator to go and meet Ben, Lissy and Darren in the bullpen.

Tony watched the group leave the bullpen out of the corner of his eye; he had decided his previous thoughts were stupid, idiotic. How could he ever abandon Ben? He could never willingly give up his on child; he persuaded himself that if Ben was his then he should be in his life. But then that other voice popped up asking him what he would do if Ben wasn't his child. Asking Ziva for a paternity test was like saying he didn't trust her in the slightest. He was just being sure though wasn't he? Tony went home that night trying to work out how best to tackle the situation.

The following morning Ziva had come in to work early, she was sat in Abby's lab with Ben waiting for Abby to arrive. Abby offered to let Ben stay in her office during work hours so Ziva would be close to him without him getting in her way. Ziva had already set up a travel cot in Abby's office next to the sofa and Ben was playing peacefully inside. Ziva watched him for nearly twenty minutes before Abby came bustling in. She spotted Ziva quickly and headed towards her.

"I got the results yesterday, I couldn't guarantee I wouldn't look so I had it sent straight to print and I closed my eyes and then folded it up and put it in an envelope which I sealed and then I took that-"

"Abby!"

"Right ok, here it is. Hey Benny-boy! How are you this morning? You are gonna be spending the day here with aunty Abby, good huh?" The little boy nodded sleepily before returning to his toy cars. Abby looked up at Ziva who was still holding the unopened envelope. She smiled at Abby thanked her for watching Ben and offered to take her out for dinner to make up for it. Abby said there was no need, besides she wouldn't have time, she spent most evenings planning for the wedding.

Ziva walked back in to the bullpen, she was a few minutes later than everybody else, but having left her bag at her desk it was obvious she had been here a while. That and she emerged from the back elevator. She walked to her desk, stuffing the envelope in her top drawer not needing to look at it or indeed use it unless it was asked of her. Gibbs was already at his desk typing away, cup of coffee in front of him. He didn't even look up when Ziva walked in. He had plenty of paper work to do, all relating to her stunt the previous day.

"Didn't ask for you in today David." He said after a while of silence.

"I'm fine. I had no reason to take time off." She never took her eyes off her monitor as she answered him. She had 53 e-mails, opening them she saw most were from Tel Aviv and people she had known at Mossad. She opened one; it was asking for her whereabouts, if she was fine, the friend was worried they hadn't heard from Ziva in a while. She deleted it, as she did with all of the others from Mossad. She didn't want to broadcast where she was. How many more psychotic people has she pissed off over the years? Too many to count.

That left 2 E-mails one from Darren, 'Have fun at work, going to pick Chinese up on way home. See you at 6.' And another from McGee, 'Glad you're back. DiNozzo is hell when its just the two of us. Hope Ben is settling in. xx.' Ziva smiled before typing replies to them both. After a few minutes she got an instant messaging request from somebody, she thought it might be Abby but when she checked the name it was obviously not Abby. 'Italian Love God' could only be one person, she clicked accept and a box popped up.

"Are you ok?"

"Fine."

"Good." He paused before typing again. "Is Ben ok?"

"As far as I am aware he was not harmed, physically or mentally."

"Good."

"Is that all you was after Tony, because I have got work to be doing."

"No." He quickly typed. "No. I wanted to say sorry. Ben was with me at the park so the whole thing was my fault. So I'm sorry."

"It was not your fault, it was mine Tony. I should have done something."

"What? Chase the van all the way down the street? There was nothing you could have done, I should have fought better or told Ben to run, but I didn't did I?" The two were so focussed on their conversation they didn't notice Gibbs watching them he hid a grin as he turned back to his computer opening an instant message window with Tony and Ziva in.

"It was neither of your faults. Get over it." He typed before closing the window; both his younger agents looked up at him, he concealed a grin before returning to his paperwork.

"He is right." Ziva typed in to the original conversation window.

"I guess. I still feel bad, if you had of died out there it would have been because of me."

"I didn't, so forget it. Ben is safe that is all that matters."

"You matter." Tony typed without thinking. Ziva read and re-read this line trying to come up with a response.

"Not particularly. Mossad train us to believe lives are worth less than the information they contain, or are trying to collect."

Tony didn't know what else to type, while he was thinking Ziva posted another comment.

"You do not know what to say. Many people don't understand that in Mossad you quickly learn that if you are not killed by being captured while collecting information; it will be in a terror attack. Most likely before you turn 40. It is a better option to be collecting information to bring the opposition down yes?"

"I guess. Doesn't mean life is not precious. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you or Ben."

"Nothing did."

The conversation was forgotten as both Ziva and Tony turned their attentions back to paperwork as it was getting close to Lunch time and neither had done much more than open their documents. It was later on in the morning; about ten minutes before the team were dismissed for lunch when Tony had gone back to conversation with the intention of asking Ziva for a paternity test. He didn't know she was thinking up a way to let him know she had done the test already. Ziva found the words first.

"I had Abby do some tests yesterday." The message popped up in front of Tony. He nearly missed it. He read it and panicked.

"Tests? What types of test?"

"Paternity. For Ben."

"The results?"

"I haven't opened the envelope. I know what it says." She pulled the envelope out and placed it on her desk. "The envelope is on my desk. If you want to know then look." Ziva stood up and walked over to McGee's desk. She asked him if he would get Abby to join them all for lunch. He accepted and the two left for the back elevator. Within minutes Gibbs also left. Tony remained seated glancing at Ziva's desk he eventually caved and walked towards the envelope on the top of the pile of paperwork.

He flipped the envelope over and slid his finger under the flap, he flipped it over and the sheet of paper fell out. Folded, he gently turned it over and over in his hands before unfolding it. He glanced at the paper looking for a name; he found it and stared at it for nearly five minutes.

OMG Who's the daddy?

Well, I know because I've written the entire story. Minus the Sequel. Which is like not even got a title or anything yet! Isn't that fab? You may have to wait a while before I get the sequel up there. xx

Hope you enjoyed.