A Secret of Her Own part 2

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Tim woke up the next morning to the smell of very strong coffee filtering under the closed door. Rolling over, Bert the Hippo greeted him. Chuckling he moved him to the other side of the bed. Sitting up, he smiled thinking today is the day. Getting up he headed for the bathroom and a hot shower.

Emerging twenty minutes later, he went around the room getting dressed. Glancing at the tux hanging on the closet door, he smiled again. Walking over to the night stand to get his watch thin white box drew his attention. Picking it up he recognized Abby's unique writing. In black sharpie the note read:

Happy Wedding Day, Timmy. I can't wait to see you. Until then I hope this puts a smile on your face.

Love,

Abby

Wondering what was inside he carefully pulled the lid off. Pushing aside some black tissue paper he revealed a white plastic stick with a purple end. His eyebrows raised as he picked it up by the purple end. Turning it over, he examined it. His eyes locked on the duel blue lines in the little window he almost dropped it.

Did this mean what he thought it did, he wondered. His heartbeat sped up and his knees got weak. Sitting on the edge of the bed, afraid that if he didn't he would pass out. He just couldn't tear his eyes away from the stick. His mind had already kicked into hyper drive. How long had she known? How was she feeling? When had she managed to get the box in here? Who else knows?

A knock sounded on the door. He ignored it. The knocking became more persistent then the door swung open.

"Hey McGroom. Just wanted to see if you where up yet." Tony stopped when he saw McGee staring at something in his hands. Walking around the end of the bed, he said, " Mc Nuptials, what cha looking..." the question dying on his lips as he saw what was in Tim's hand.

"Whooo...Where'd you get that?" McGee turned his head, looking at Tony. His green eyes wide open, mouth slightly open as well.

"I..it..it was...sitting by my watch..in a box...this morning" holding it out toward Tony he asked, " Does this mean what I think it means?" Tony inched closer, peering at it and then back at McGee.

"Yeah it does." Tony watched as a huge smile spread across Tim's face. His eyes began to sparkle. "So I take it you're happy?"

Getting up from the bed he rushed past Tony, heading straight for his luggage. He started to rummage around in one of the pockets.

"What are ya looking for?"

"My cell phone. I have to call her." Stepping closer, he said, " uh.. you're not gonna find it." Tim glanced over his shoulder. "Why not?"

"You and the future Mrs. McGee agreed to no contact on the big day until she walks down the aisle. You handed over your phone last night and Ziva is supposed to get her's this morning." McGee's face fell a bit. "Right I forgot." Standing back up, Tony realized he was still had the test clutched in his left hand. Gesturing toward it he asked," So are you happy about this?" Tim looked at him in the eyes.

"This is now most definitely the best day of my life. I couldn't be happier." Smiling, Tony patted him on the shoulder. "That's what I wanted to hear. Come on McDaddy, let's go get some coffee." Placing the test back in the box he set it down next to his bag and followed Tony.

Walking into the kitchen they found Gibbs sitting at the table reading the paper a cup of coffee sitting next to him. When they entered, he glanced over the top of the paper at them. Seeing the grin McGee wore he knew Abby had found a way to tell him. Lifting the paper again, he smiled.

Meanwhile....

Abby lay in bed, clutching the pillow that smelled like Tim. Jethro lay against her lower legs. She had gotten up a little while ago feeling nauseous, since then she couldn't get back to sleep. Glancing at the clock, 10 am, she wondered if he was up yet? If he had found the box and what his reaction had been?

When she had found out almost two months ago she had been happy. Which surprised her. She had always felt that she would have apprehension about being a mom, but she didn't feel that way at all. Rubbing her stomach gently, thinking about the life growing inside. It had nearly killed her to keep it from him, but she knew that she had wanted to tell him in a special way.

She had told Ducky almost immediately, but had only told Gibbs last night. His positive reaction had been a weight off her chest. No one else knew yet and she was hoping it would stay that way for a bit longer. But she also knew that if Tony found out then it would only be a matter of time before everyone knew. The bedroom door opened and Ziva walked in.

"Good Morning, Abby."

"Morning Ziva." She sat up cautiously, hoping that the nauseousness wouldn't return. As Ziva studied her, she petted Jethro.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"Oh yeah, just ya know..."

"Cold hands?" Abby chuckled. "It's cold feet and no, Actually I feel really happy."

"I am really happy for you and McGee." A wistful smile playing on her face. Getting up, Abby crossed the room, wrapping Ziva in a hug. Her voice slightly muffled she said," Thanks. When you and Tony get married...." Ziva shook her head.

"Oh no Abby. I do not think that will happen." Leaning back, Abby gave her a quizzical look. Ziva smiled. "Come on. Sarah has made coffee." Abby nodded. Walking out of the bedroom, she whistled lightly, Jethro jumped from the bed following them into the living room.

Sitting down at the computer desk, Abby watched as Ziva headed into the kitchen. Spotting her cell phone on the edge of the desk, she reached out for it. Making sure Ziva hadn't seen her. Quickly she dialed the number she knew by heart. On the second ring the phone was snatched from her hand. Turning, Abby saw Sarah standing behind her, the cell phone in her hand. She pushed the end call button.

"Ziva. She had her phone."

"Abby!" She said coming out of the kitchen. Two mugs in her hands. She shrugged. "I know, I Know. No contact. But I had to try." Sarah laughed.

"I'm surprised my brother hasn't tried. Ziva sat the cup of coffee in front of Abby, who instantly felt sick. She pushed it far from her. When both women looked at her she said," Uh..no thanks. I'm trying to stay away from caffeine." Ziva glanced at her from over the rim of her cup, knowing that something was up with Abby.