Abby helped Tony down the stairs, holding her hand against his lower back.

"What happened?" Ziva said, jumping up from her chair.

"I'm good." Tony proclaimed, making it to his chair. He arched his back, winching as he grabbed onto his desk.

"Tony." Ziva sighed.

"It's my fault, I got excited and I guess I sorta knocked him down when I went to hug him." Abby admitted, gritting her teeth together, "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it, Abby." Tony softly grunted, lowering his head to the top of his desk.

"Tony." Abby said, squatting in front of his desk.

Tony lifted his head slightly, looking at Abby, "Yeah?"

"Did you go to Jared?" Abby grinned and let out a small laugh.

Tony's head fell, smacking hard against the desk.

"DiNozzo!" Gibbs yelled.

Tony shot up from his desk, "Welcome back, Boss!"

"Lets go." Gibbs said.

Ziva and McGee rose from their chairs, "Just Tony." Gibbs said, gesturing for them to both sit back down and they did.

Tony quickly moved around his desk and followed Gibbs to the elevator, only stopping to playfully slap at Ziva's ponytail, they shared a smile before he ran to catch up, slipping through the closing set of doors.

"So." McGee said, now on his feet, standing in the middle of the bullpen, "You're going to be Mrs. DiNozzo, huh?"

Ziva turned her head towards McGee.

"Mr. and Mrs. DiNozzo, awwww, so cute!" Abby smiled, but it quickly turned to a grin, "From eye sex to real sex, it just keeps gettin' better and better!"

"Eye sex?" Ziva asked with a squint.

"Oh, come on, Ziva, for years your lips have been saying one thing, while your eyes have been saying the exact opposite. Those long, gazing looks, you could feel the passion burning between you two!"

Ziva looked confused.

"It's true." McGee stated, "I've been caught in the middle a few times, very awkward."

"McGee!"

"For me, I meant." McGee tried to explain himself to Abby.

Abby moved over to Ziva, looking at her engagement ring, "I love that he had the jeweler design the Star of David's into it, nice touch."

Ziva smiled looking down at the ring. Suddenly, it occurred to her that he had taken the necklace he got her for Christmas and turned it into the ring. She let out a small laugh.

"What?" Abby asked, "Figure out the price?"

"This is priceless to me." Ziva smiled, pressing her hand to her chest.

"Aren't you suppose to spend two months salary on an engagement ring?" McGee asked.

"It's three." Abby replied.

"Wow, that would be like twelve grand for me." McGee shook his head at the price, "That's quite a lot of money."

"She's not worth it, McGee?"

"Who?" McGee asked, looking perplexed.

Abby rolled her eyes, "Never mind." She turned back to Ziva, "So, have you set..."

"Ziva David?" A tall, slender black man in a dark suit called out.

Ziva looked over her shoulder, seeing the man standing by the elevator. She stood up, "I am Ziva David."

The man smiled, walking over to her, set his briefcase on the cubicle wall, opening it, "This is for you." He said, pulling an envelope out and holding it out to her.

Ziva took the envelope from the man, "What is this?"

"You've been served." The man stated.

"Served for what?" Abby and McGee questioned together.

Ziva opened the envelope, taking out a packet of papers, reading the front page, "Wait!" She looked up, but the man was gone.

Tony was sitting at a small table in a coffee house, "They were out of that sweet coffee crap you like, so I got you a hot chocolate." Gibbs said, placing a cup in front of Tony before sitting down next to him.

"Thanks, but uh, what's going on, Gibbs?"

Gibbs took a long drink of coffee, letting out a small satisfactory sigh as he lowered his cup to the table, "You two are getting married?"

"It kinda happened fast, Boss."

"Is she pregnant?"

"I don't think so, no."

"Good." Gibbs lifted his coffee taking another drink.

"But she wants to have one."

"Do you think that's a good idea?"

"What? You don't think I'd be a good dad?" Tony started to get defensive.

"Tony, look at your life, job and tell me you want to complicate it even more by bringing someone into this world who's gonna depend solely on you two for everything? Has Ziva thought about that?"

"Wow, you make parenthood sound grand, Gibbs." Tony shook his head, not knowing what to think, do, "You forgot to mention, sleep deprivation, but thanks a lot."

"You relied on me to watch Sarah for you and she's 7, what are you going to do with a newborn?"

"Fine, maybe you're right and most of the people who know me would probably agree with you." Tony's cell phone started to ring. He reached into his pocket, seeing it was from Ziva, "But as long as she's happy, I don't care what you or anyone else thinks." He stood up, visually upset, shaken by Gibbs words, "I can't believe of all people in this world that you're the one who's saying this shit, but saying that, you're definitely not the man I thought you were."

"I just don't want you to end up like me, okay?"

"I'm nothing like you, Gibbs. Nothing." Tony vigorously stated before leaving.

Tony stood in front of Ziva's desk looking at the pages from the envelope, "48,000 dollars? He's suing us for medical treatment?"

"No, look at the next page."

Tony flipped over the page, "32,000 for the dentist? Did he have all his teeth filled in with gold? What the..."

"I knew I should've killed him."

"Fuck, Kort. Asshole." Tony dropped the papers on Ziva's desk, "Come on."

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere I'm happy. Home."

"Tony, it's only 10 am." Ziva looked at her watch, then looked around squad room, "Where's Gibbs? Did he not come back with you?"

"Honestly, Ziva, I don't care."

Author Note #1 - Do you have any 8's?

Author Note #2 - Go fish!