Tony was leaning back in his chair, his feet on the desk and a book on his lap, reading quietly.

"You're really quiet today, did the new GSM come already?" McGee curiously asked.

Tony licked the top of his fingers and turned the page, but didn't respond.

"Wow, must be the Christmas issue."

Tony's head shot towards McGee, "Huh?"

McGee stood up from his desk and made his way over, looking down at what Tony was reading, "Part II: Pregnancy: A Drama in Three Acts." He read out loud, "Ohhhh, I see...you know, It's just so surreal, Ziva being pregnant." He shook his head in disbelief, "It's weird."

Tony slowly turned his head, looking up at McGee. He dropped his feet to the floor and started to get up.

McGee took a few steps back, "Oh, not that you two having a child is weird, it's just that, when I think of Ziva, it's hard to imagine she'd want kids, she seems so career oriented and you've said it yourself, you didn't think you could handle it."

Tony sank back into his chair.

"Sorry." McGee said with regret, he turned and started back to his desk.

"I'm not Gibbs."

McGee spun around, "What?"

"And I don't want to be." Tony stood up seeing Ziva coming down the stairs and moved around his desk and headed to the bottom of the stairs to meet her.

Ziva stopped for a moment looking at the title of the book Tony was holding, "Pregnancy for Dummies?" She said and continued down the stairs to meet him.

"You're pregnant and I'm...well..." He replied with a smile, "...plus, it has pictures."

Ziva laughed, "And what have you learn from this...book, with pictures?"

"Well, lots of things actually, I was reading about breasts and how they'll change, the tenderness, the size and whatnot..."

Ziva stopped in her tracks, "Did you really need to know more about breasts?" She laughed again.

Tony stepped closer to her, "I just want to do everything right, I don't want to fail..."

Ziva quickly cradled Tony's face with her hands, kissing him, "You won't." She whispered to him as she leaned back. She rubbed softly at his cheeks, she kissed him again, "You won't."

Tony smiled with a nod, "Are you hungry?"

Ziva laughed, "Of course, but I need to tell you something first, but I need you to promise me you will not freak out, okay?"

"Freak out? Is something wrong with the baby?" Tony asked in a concerned tone.

"No, the baby is fine." Ziva smiled, "Now promise me." Tony looked at her, "Go on."

"I promise."

"I am no longer on Gibbs' team."

Tony just stood there, he tilted his head upwards looking towards the Director's office, but Ziva eased his head back to her, "I am on Ducky's team."

"Ducky's team?" A confused Tony asked, "Ducky has a team?"

Hetty and Gibbs stood in MTAC.

"So, how is this going to work?" Gibbs asked.

"As you know, marriage between two team members is not allowed, but I like her, she's...well, after reading her dossier and discussing things with her, she's quite frankly, been damaged...but from talking to several individuals, her relationship with Agent DiNozzo has started her on a healing process and I will not get in the way of that, therefor, I've come up with this compromise, she will ride along with Doctor Mallard, as his and his assistance's protection. Officially, she is not on your team, but if needed...do we understand one another?" Hetty asked with a subtle smile.

Gibbs smiled back, "Completely."

"Good...now, a question for you, what would the former Director of this agency want with the DiNozzo's?"

"What do you mean?"

"I got a request from Vance today wanting to talk to them both."

"You know about the suitcase nuke?"

"The one that blew up the Iranian nuclear power plant? No."

"Good, me either, but he was working with Mossad and a former CIA agent, named Kort."

"Kort?" Hetty closed her eyes, trying to remember, "That name...it sounds so familiar." She opened her eyes, "Of course, Melissa, get OSP online."

"Right away, Hetty."

OSP Tech Operator Eric Beal popped up on big screen, "Hetty..."

"Eric, where's Callen?"

Eric lifted his arm and walked out of the view and whistled and yelled, "Callen!" He moved back into view, "He's coming."

Callen walked up to the screen, "How's DC treating you, Hetty? Gibbs." He nodded.

"Did you recently talk with a CIA operative named Kort?" Hetty questioned.

"No, it's been awhile, maybe four months, but I did have someone mention him two weeks ago."

"Who?" Gibbs asked.

"Some arms dealer Sam and I were investigating, but that ran ice cold. Him dropping Kort's name was what put us on him, but nothing came of it. The funny thing is, I swear to you he looked just like that mummy guy from the movie."

"No one speaks of this." Gibbs backed up to leave MTAC, "This doesn't leave this room." He said, leaving the room.

"What was that about, Hetty?"

Hetty's head was turned towards the door, she slowly swung it back, "I wish I knew...thank you, Mr. Callen."

"You still want Italian for dinner?" Tony asked, Ziva looked up from doing paperwork giving him a nod, "You wanna go out or get take out to go?"

"Whatever works for you."

"I'd rather go home and eat in bed."

"That's fine, I'll order it." Ziva said, taking out of her cell phone.

"Tony." McGee said, "Can I ask you a question?"

Tony spun away from McGee and pushed against the cubical wall with his feet, propelling himself away from his desk, making it about halfway to McGee's desk. He shuffled his feet making it the rest of the way, he leaned his head back, "About?"

"What did you mean, 'You're not Gibbs' and "You don't want to be,' is there something I should know?"

"No, but I can tell you this, McGee, in 15 years, I sure in hell ain't gonna be in my basement building a damn boat and neither should you." Tony stood up, patting Tim on the shoulder. He then grabbed his chair and swivelled it around, rolling it back behind his desk. He grabbed his bag and moved over to Ziva, taking hers, "So, how much?"

Ziva gritted her teeth as she rose from her chair, "$126.45."

Tony tilted his head to the side, "What the hell did you order?"

"One of everything." She let out a chuckle of embarrassment.

Tony just smiled, holding out his arm. She joined him and he placed his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close, "So, did you order me anything?" Tony joked.

Author Note #1 - Though the lips and past the gums...watch out stomach, here it comes!