It ends up being too rainy, to go to the zoo. They find themselves at a close second, the National Aquarium, instead. He looks over at his partner.
"What are you thinking?"
"That we can go now," she answers.
"Why? We haven't seen everything."
Ziva points, "Because she's asleep."
He looks down at the stroller, in front of him. Zafirah is passed out. Her head leans to the side, as she sleeps.
"I guess that we can go then," he agrees.
Ten minutes later they have loaded the car, without managing to wake Zafirah up. Ziva looks in the rearview mirror, as Tony pulls out of the parking lot.
"Ziva?"
"Huh?"
"Do you ever think of how things would have been if you had told me?"
"All the time."
"Tell me."
"Tell you?"
"How do you see it?"
She sits down next to him, on the plane. She looks over at him. He reads a magazine, cluelessly. She exhales, trying to find the courage to tell him.
"Can you put the magazine down, for a minute?"
"Now you want to talk?"
"Please," she asks sharply.
"Ok," he places the magazine under his butt. "I'm all ears."
"We need to talk."
"Talk, about what? How you hate me? How you're never going to forgive me?"
"Those things are probably true, but it's not what I want to talk about."
"What do you want to talk about, then?"
"The future."
"The future? What about it?"
"What it looks like."
"Ok. What does it look like?"
"I do not know. I just know that there are going to be a lot of changes."
"Like what?"
"Tony, I..."
"You what?"
"I'm pregnant."
He stops at the red light, and looks over at her. He stares at her, in bewilderment.
"What?"
"We actually had that conversation," he points out, "Except for the last part."
"Yeah, I know."
"On our way to Israel? You were going to tell me?"
"Yes, I almost told you. It was a long flight, and Gibbs made me sit next to you, the whole time."
"Why'd you change your mind?"
"I don't know."
"You shouldn't have changed your mind," he answers, recalling how the conversation, had really happened.
He looks at her, waiting for her to continue. She doesn't. She stops mid-sentence, and leaves him hanging.
"You what?" he asks her.
"I don't think that you can be part of my future," she makes the sudden realization.
"You don't mean that."
"I hate you, right now."
"Why don't you get back to me, when you get over it? When you get over yourself?"
He accelerates through the green light. He drums his thumbs on the steering wheel.
"What did you think that I was going to say, or do, if you told me?"
"I thought... I didn't think it would go smoothly. I mean you have the tendency to overreact, and Gibbs was sitting across the aisle from us."
"The man has good hearing, but... he couldn't have heard us."
"I wouldn't be so sure."
"Just tell me, what did you think was going to happen, if you told me?"
She watches him, waiting for a reaction. Finally after what seems like an eternity, he opens his mouth to speak.
"Come again?"
"You heard me the first time," she answers in frustration.
"What do you mean, by that?"
"I am having a baby."
"Why are you telling me?"
"Because it is yours."
"It's what?"
"Yours."
"What is?"
"The baby."
"You're pregnant? With my baby?"
"Yes, that's what I just said."
"Take it back."
"Take it back? I can't take it back."
"Are you sure?"
"Do you think that I would tell you, if I was not sure?"
"Take it back."
"I can't take it back. It's too late."
"Too late? What do you mean, it's too late?"
"It's too late, to change the outcome, now."
"I see."
"Is that what you want?"
"What I want?"
"Do you want me to change the outcome?"
"You can do, whatever you want to do, but... I'm not ready for a baby."
"What does that mean?"
"I'm out."
"You're out?"
"I'm sorry, but... I am not ready for something, like that."
"I wouldn't have said that."
"What would you have said?"
"Nothing. I would have been too much in shock, to say anything. I wouldn't have wanted to say something stupid, so I wouldn't have said anything."
"Are you really telling me that you would have been involved?"
"I would have taken a while to get used to the idea. I'm not that great, with change."
"I know."
"But I'm here now, aren't I?"
"You're really telling me that you would have been there? If things had been different? If I had told you, if I hadn't stayed in Israel, you would have chosen to be there, from day one?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"I would have."
"How do you know? How can you be so sure?"
"I just take one look at her face."
"What do you mean?"
"I took one look at her face, and the whole world changed. I would never have been able to not be in her life. No matter how complicated, or messy, I never would have been able, to just walk away from her."