Tony and Ziva were standing in the middle of an aisle inside of a CVS pharmacy looking at the large assortment of home pregnancy tests, "Why are there so many?"

"They knew we were coming, Ziva." Tony joked.

Ziva rolled her eyes, taking a bite of a large piece of pizza she was holding, "Seriously, how do we choose?"

"I say we get one of each, lets make sure."

Ziva swallowed hard and looked at Tony, finally letting out a laugh, "How much pee do you think I have?"

"Hold my pizza." Tony said as he ran down the aisle and disappeared around the corner, he jogged back holding a bottle of Gatorade, "This should help."

Ziva smiled, her lips greasy. She handed back Tony's pizza, which had several large bites taken out of it. He looked at it and just shook his head, "What?" She chewed, "You gave food to a pregnant woman, what did you expect?" She continued chewing.

"Oh, you're pregnant now?" He asked, smiling the whole time.

"I'm hungry." Ziva frowned.

"Heh." Tony leaned in, kissing her, "Here." He held out his pizza to her, letting her have it. He turned, grabbing a handful of boxes from the shelves and they moved towards the front of the store as Ziva continued to eat her pizza.

Tony dropped the pregnancy tests and the bottle of gatorade on the counter. Ziva grunted, reaching down, grabbing a king sized Snickers bar.

The woman behind the counter laughed, "Anything else?"

Ziva reached forward again, grabbing a bag of Twizzlers, then a bag of M&M's, but put them back seeing something better, "Oh, pretzel M&M's! Salty and sweet!" She grinned, tossing them on the counter.

Tony looked back as Ziva took another bite of her pizza, "If you're not pregnant, God help us."

The lady behind the counter laughed again, "I loved gummi bears when I was pregnant."

"Gummi bears?" Ziva's eyes lit up, making Tony shake his head and laugh.

Tony looked at the the lady behind the counter, who pointed towards one of the aisles. He quickly made his way over grabbing a bag of gummi bears and made his way back.

"So, that'll be it then?" The woman asked, she and Tony both looked at Ziva, who nodded, "Okay, so that'll be $87.48."

"Heh. A little overboard, huh?" Tony asked, handing the woman his credit card.

The woman wiped his card and smiled, handing it back, "Naw, most women come in here alone and buy them and you actually seem excited, so good for you!"

Tony was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the bathroom door. He rocked back and forth on the bed before standing up, he took a step towards the door, but quickly sat back down, "Do you need help in there?" He raised his hand to his face, groaning, "How are you going to help her pee? Dumbass!" He quickly shot back up from the bed, "Running water always helps me."

"Tony." Ziva's voice carried through the door.

"Yeah?"

"Stop."

"Okay." Tony shook his head and moved back to the bed.

The door opened, Tony started to get up, "No." Ziva called out. He remained on the bed as she stepped towards him wearing a robe, her arms behind her back, "I have six things to show you." She smiled, "No, seven."

"We only bought five tests, Ziva."

Ziva walked over to Tony, straddling him, "5 for 5."

"You want Arby's?" Tony squinted.

"What?" Ziva squinted back and let out a laugh, "Yes, actually, but later..." She brought her arms forward showing Tony the test strips, "All positive."

Tony's eyes began to swell until tears trickled down his cheeks. He moved his right hand to the back of her head, sliding his fingers into her hair, bringing her lips down to his.

"There's more." Ziva stated, she leaned back and slowly started to open her robe.

Tony's eyes moved up and down, looking into Ziva's eyes and down and back up, several times, "Holy boobies!"

"I know, right? They are huge! Not huge, but you know what I mean!" Ziva laughed. Tony lifted his hands, closing in on her breasts when she slapped his hands, "No touching!"

"Huh?"

"They are very sensitive and sore and...just don't touch them!"

Tony frowned, making Ziva roll her eyes, "Can we at least have sex?"

"Oh, we're having sex." Ziva laughed, pushing Tony down onto his back.

Ziva's retching awoke Tony, he slid off the bed and hurried to the bathroom. She was kneeling over the toilet. He knelt down next to her, pulling back her hair, "Do you hate me yet?"

Ziva looked at him, "Why would I hate you?"

"I just figured, you know, morning sickness and me causing it."

"It takes two to make a baby." She attempted to smile, but quickly turned back to the bowl, vomiting.

Tony held her hair back and caught a glimpse of the bowl, "Wow, did you eat all that candy? It's like a rainbow of ewww." He quipped with a smile.

Ziva groaned, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she turned her head, looking at him, "Don't make me kiss you."

The elevator doors opened, Ziva stepped out, Tony was right behind her, carrying both of their bags. He followed her to the bullpen when a voice rang out, "Agent DiNozzo."

"Yes?" Tony and Ziva both answered.

"See, Agent Gibbs." An older woman who stood chest high to Gibbs spoke, standing on the balcony, "You two up here."

Tony looked at Ziva, "Who's that?"

Ziva shrugged her shoulders, she had no clue.

Tony and Ziva moved up the stairs, she swatted at his hands as he tried to help her, "Tony, I know you're trying to help, but I'm fine. Just pregnant."

"Pregnant?" The woman glared at Gibbs.

Tony and Ziva made it to the top, stopping next to Gibbs, "Boss?"

"My name is Henrietta Lange, Agent DiNozzo." The woman began, "I'm the new Director of NCIS, but you can call me Hetty. Please join me in my office, Mrs. DiNozzo." She walked through the doorway to her office.

"You're pregnant?" Gibbs asked.

Ziva nodded with a smile.

Gibbs took Ziva in his arms, giving her a hug. He pulled back, giving Tony a smack on the shoulder, "Someone finally wanted your sperm, huh?" He smirked.

"HA-HA-HA!" Tony sarcastically laughed, "That was funny, Boss...5 years ago!"

Ziva rolled her eyes, "Leave his sperm alone, Gibbs, it belongs to me now anyway." She said, moving through the door towards the director's office.

"Yeah! Wait, what did she say?"

Gibbs patted Tony on the shoulder again, putting his arm around him, "Yeah, well...welcome to married with children, she owns your ass now."

Ziva stepped into the forensics lab, the door immediately slammed and locked, the music stopped, the lab went completely quiet except for the fans on the machines.

"Really, Abby? Again?" Ziva groaned, walking up to Abby as she stood at her workstation, "What did I do now?"

"You're pregnant?" Abby turned, "Please tell me you didn't pee on a stick."

Ziva laughed, "I did not pee on a stick."

"So you went to the doctor?"

"No, I am going at lunch today."

"Then how do you know you're pregnant?"

Ziva clinched her teeth, "I peed on a stick."

"But you just told me you didn't!"

"Well, you told me not to tell you."

Abby frowned, "You know I wanted to be one to tell you that you were DiNozzoed."

"Awww." Ziva opened her arms, "Sorry, Abby."

Abby quickly hugged Ziva, then pulled pack grabbing a cup from her table, "Pee me." She laughed, "I promised my machines."

Ziva chuckled, shaking her head at Abby's silliness.

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!"

Ziva smiled, taking the cup from Abby, "Okay, but only because it's you, Abby."

Abby grabbed Ziva, hugging her again, "When you get back from lunch, act surprise when I tell you you're preggers, okay?"

Ziva laughed, "Anything else?"

"Can I name the baby?" Abby laughed, grinning ear to ear.

Ziva was laying on her back on an examination table, her feet up in stirrups. Tony took a hold of her hand, squeezing it, "Ultrasound time." He smiled, seeing that she was nervous.

The door opened, a younger woman in a white lab coat walked in carrying a medical chart, "Ziva, it's good to see you again." She sat the chart on the counter and washed her hands, drying them and placing latex gloves on, "You are pregnant." She smiled, "So, how about we get a look at the baby?" She said, lifting a long thin probe up in front of her, "You did empty your bladder, correct?"

"That the hell is that, doc?" Tony asked.

"It's a transducer, the baby is too small for conventional ultrasound, so we need to perform a transvaginal ultrasound." She said, sliding a condom over the probe. She looked at Ziva, "Are you ready?"

Ziva nodded, "Yes."

The doctor lifted the front of Ziva's gown.

"Oh, you mean you're going...ahhh, in...okay."

The doctor smiled at Tony, "I know, this part is always hard for the fathers. So, Ziva, in your chart, you asked the nurse about spotting?" She asked.

"Yes, why would I be doing that if I was pregnant?" Ziva wondered.

"It could be many things, do you guys have an active sex life?"

"Define active?" Tony replied.

"Three to five times a week." The doctor said, her eyes moved to the monitor, "How active are you guys?"

"We're still newlyweds, so..."

"Ahh, I see, that's probably it then, I wouldn't worry about it unless the blooding becomes more heavy, okay?"

Ziva nodded, understanding.

"Uhh, Doc...can I hurt the baby, you know?" Tony asked, looking and sounding quite embarrassed.

"No, the baby is well protected inside and don't worry, all first time father's ask that question, so don't be embarrassed." The doctor pointed at the monitor, "Okay, you're about 7 weeks along."

"7?" Ziva asked, "Really?"

"Yeah, your baby is about a half inch long, so about the size of grain of rice."

"Wow." Tony looked at the monitor, "What's the flickering?"

"That's your babies heartbeat."

Tony smiled, squeezing Ziva's hand tighter, "Look at her, Ziva."

Ziva looked at Tony, smiling, then at the doctor, "Her?"

"No, not yet, sex can't be determined yet." The doctor answered.

"You want to have a girl?" Ziva asked Tony.

Tony nodded and leaned in giving his wife a kiss, "If she's anything like you, absolutely. I'm going to have to buy a shotgun, but absolutely." He admitted with a small laugh.

Ziva walked into the forensics lab, "Abby, I'm here for my results." She said, letting Abby have her moment.

Abby spun around from her work station, "You're pregnant!"

Ziva was holding a photo of the ultrasound up for Abby to see.

"Baby Abigail!"

Ziva laughed, "What if its a boy?"

"Abe?" Abby shrugged her shoulders, flashing a grin.

Author Note #1 - I remember my wife's first ultrasound, I didn't think it was possible to be so scared and so excited at the same time.