Back in the bullpen, it was just Tony and Ziva, McGee was off getting coffee for Gibbs, and Gibbs was briefing the director. Ziva and Tony kept stealing glances, but they didn't dare do anything, then, a man with a marine uniform walked in and said, "I killed the three petty officers. I was angry at them, and I lashed out. It was wrong, and I deserve to be put in jail."
Tony and Ziva shared a look and then put the marine in the interrogation room to be interviewed by Gibbs.
Later, after the marine had been interrogated, Gibbs said that Ziva and Tony could go home because the case was closed, and then Gibbs headed towards the director's office, coffee in hand. (A/N: I wanted to get the case over with. I just needed a reason to get Tony and Ziva home, and since Hadleigh is Ziva's protégée now, I had to keep her in the story a little while longer.)
Tony and Ziva both rose from their desks, but as Ziva stood up, she felt dizzy, and then she puked into her trash can beside her desk. Tony held her hair for her and rubbed her back. When Ziva stood up, Tony said, "We have to go see Ducky, and I won't take no for an answer."
Ziva sighed and said, "Very well, Tony." They headed down to Ducky's autopsy room, and when they got there, Tony explained what happened.
"Well dear, we will take some blood and have Abigail run some tests." Ducky said.
"Toda, Ducky." Ziva said as he drew blood from her arm. After the blood was drawn, Ziva and Tony took the blood to Abby and went to get Hadleigh.
When the elevator doors opened, Ziva and Tony saw Hadleigh and Abby, each with a very large Caf-pow in hand, laughing.
"What's so funny?" Tony asked.
"Oh, Abby just told me a joke." Hadleigh said.
"Okay, Abby, we need you to run this blood, Ziva is sick and we need tests done." Tony said just as Ziva got sick again in one of Abby's trash cans. Tony ran over to her and rubbed her back again.
"Hey! Are you two together now?" Abby asked.
"Yes, Abby." Ziva said, and looked at her with a look that plainly said, "Shut up!"
"We got together when we were under cover seven months ago." Tony said.
"Oh! That's cool. I guess you couldn't tell anybody because of rule twelve." Abby said, recovering. She didn't want to know why Ziva gave her that look.
"Okay, I will run the blood, and since the case is closed I will call you tonight and tell you the results." Abby continued.
"Okay, Abby, thank you." Tony said.
"Come on Hadleigh."
"Alright, bye Abby." Hadleigh said.
"Bye, Hadleigh!" Abby replied.
When they arrived at Tony's apartment, Tony showed Hadleigh her room, and then took Ziva into his bedroom so she could lie down and rest. No sooner than Ziva had gotten comfortable, her phone rang. "Shalom, Abby." She said into the phone.
"Hey Ziva, I have good news!" Abby said. "You have the flu." She continued.
"How is this good news?" Ziva asked.
"Oh, no! Ziva that isn't the good news. The good news is that you're pregnant." Abby said. Ziva was quiet; she was on the verge of tears. It was not that she wasn't happy; it was that, she didn't know if she was ready for this.
"Okay, Abby, thank you." Ziva said, her voiced cracked, and hung up. Tony looked at Ziva and saw silent tears running down her face. He then knew that something was wrong. Ziva never cried.
"Ziva! Honey, what's wrong?" He asked.
"Tony." Ziva said, "I don't think we will be able to keep this a secret much longer, I am pregnant."
Tony's eyes lit up. "Ziva, why are you crying? This is great. I'm going to be a daddy!" Tony said excitedly.
"I thought you would leave me." Ziva whispered.
"Oh, baby, I will never leave you! I love you, more than anything in this world!" Tony said.
"Really, Tony. I love you too!" she said and kissed him passionately.
When they broke apart, Tony laid his hands over her abdomen, and Ziva placed her's on top of his.
"We will have to send Hadleigh home." Ziva said.
"Why?" He replied.
"I also have the flu. I do not want to get her sick." Ziva said.
"Oh. Okay, let's go tell her, and then we will call David and Marci to come and get her in the morning."
"Yes. Let's go." Ziva said.
Ziva softly knocked on Hadleigh's door. "Yes?" Came Hadleigh's voice.
"Hey, Hadleigh. Tony and I have something to tell you." Ziva walked in and said.
"Okay." Hadleigh said, and walked and patted the bed beside her, where Tony and Ziva sat.
"Well… first of all, you are going to have to go home." Tony said.
"Why!?!" She said.
"Let us finish, because I have the flu, and I don't want to get you sick." Ziva said.
Hadleigh started to say something, but Tony stopped her. "But, the good news is, Ziva is pregnant."
"Oh!" Hadleigh said excitedly. "Mazal tov, Ziva and Tony!"
"Where did you learn how to say congratulations in Hebrew?" Ziva asked.
Hadleigh pointed to her computer, and she said, "I looked them up."
Ziva just laughed, and Tony rolled his eyes and said, "She is your little protégée."
Hadleigh smiled as Tony and Ziva left the room. Ziva called Marci and explained. Marci agreed to come get Hadleigh in the morning and congratulated her. Now she just had to figure out how to tell Gibbs.