8 Months Later

Ziva was on best rest, she was over due by about a week. She was having a little boy and a girl, whom they were going to name Tali Abigail DiNozzo and Zachariah Jethro DiNozzo. Tony was now painting there room a light yellow. The doctors would have to induce her soon, if she didn't go into labor. Jenny and Gibbs had already had their little girl, and named her Caitlin Kelly Gibbs, whom they called Kelly in remembrance of Gibbs's first daughter. McGee and Abby had already had their little boy too, Kyran Jamen McGee.

Ziva was reading a book when she felt a sharp pain. She looked down, and saw the bed was wet. Her water had broken.

"Tony!" She yelled. He walked in slowly, wiping of his hands.

"Yes?"

"My water broke." She said, a bit angry at his slight non-interest before.

"Oh my GOD!!!" Tony said, excited. "Let's go, where's that bag you packed?"

"In the closet. Hurry!" Ziva said, now excited.

When Tony had gotten the bag, he quickly grabbed clothes for himself and then helped Ziva out of bed. On the drive to the hospital, Tony called Gibbs and Jenny.

"Hey, boss. Ziva's water broke; we are on our way to the hospital." Tony said, driving like Ziva down the road.

"Okay DiNozzo, we will be right there." Gibbs replied and hung up. Tony also called McGee and Abby.

When they walked into the hospital, Ziva was taken strait to a room. Then, Dr. Chase walked in to see how far Ziva was about 2 hours later.

Ziva was in great pain by then, but refused an epidural.

"Ziva, you are about, eight centimeters dilated." Dr. Chase said. Tony was angry; he didn't like seeing Ziva like this and not being able to help. Everybody else was standing in the hallway. They were nervous.

About half an hour later, Ziva was ready to push.

"Alright Ziva, push." Dr. Chase said.

"TONY! I HATE YOU!" Ziva yelled, squeezing Tony's hand. Outside, everybody started sniggering.

"Ziva!" Tony said. "You're breaking my hand!" Ziva didn't loosen her grip. After a few more pushes, the baby was out.

"It's a boy!" Dr. Chase said over Ziva's retching in Hebrew. Tony was sure she was cussing.

"Ziva, baby, did you hear that?" Tony asked her.

"Yes Tony! I am in pain, but I am not deaf." Ziva said and gave him a murderous glare.

"Okay Ziva! I'm sorry." Tony said; a bit scared.

"Ziva, it's time to push again." The doctor said kindly. Ziva pushed, but then all Tony saw was blood, a lot of blood. Ziva wasn't screaming anymore. Tony was rushed out of the door.

"Tony! What's wrong?" Gibbs said when he saw the shocked look on his senior field agent's face. Tony didn't answer.

"DiNozzo! What's wrong?" Gibbs asked again and slapped him on the back of the head.

"I… I don't know." Tony said, and collapsed onto the floor with his head in his hands.

About an hour later, Dr. Chase came out. Tony had tried to make the team go, but McGee, Abby, Gibbs, and Jenny had insisted that they stay there with Tony in the hallway.

"Mr. DiNozzo? Your wife had….." Dr. Chase began.

"I don't want to know what was wrong; I just want to know if Ziva and Tali are okay." He said nervously, and slightly angry.

The doctor nodded his head and said, "Your wife is physically okay. But, I'm sorry Mr. DiNozzo, your daughter, Tali, passed away at 11:52 A.M."

Tony bowed his head and let quiet tears escape. "Can I see my wife?" He asked.

"Yes." Dr. Chase said. Tony looked around at Gibbs, Jenny, McGee, and Abby before walking in the door. Abby was holding a sleeping Kyran and had tears silently flowing down her cheeks, and McGee had his arms wrapped around them both with a crestfallen and troubled look on his face. Jenny had her head bowed against Gibbs's chest and Kelly against her own chest, Tony couldn't tell if she was crying, but Gibbs had her locked in a strong embrace and had a blank look on his face. Tony turned away from his friends and walked into the door, where he saw Ziva sitting up in bed holding their son; rocking him back and forth and crying. Dr. Chase walked in with Tony and pushed down on Ziva's shoulder when they reached the bed.

"You need to be lying down." Dr. Chase said quietly and Ziva let him take Zachariah and lay him in the crib. Ziva looked up at Tony with red bloodshot eyes when the doctor walked out. Tony's heart fell even more, if possible, when he saw the look in her eyes.

"Oh my God." Tony said and sat on the bed. Ziva climbed into his lap and cried into his chest.

"Shhhhh…." Tony said, crying silently himself and rubbing Ziva's back softly.

"Get Zach." Ziva said quietly in a cracked voice a little while later. Tony lifted her off his lap and went to pick up his sleeping son. He carried him back to Ziva and handed him to her. Tony climbed back on the end of the bed and sat cross legged with his head in his hands, and started to cry again. He felt Ziva's hands taking his arms away from his head.

"Tony. Are Gibbs, Abby, McGee, and Jenny still outside?" She asked slowly and quietly. Tony looked at her and nodded his head.

"Go get them. They deserve to be in here." She said; her voiced still cracked.

"Okay." Tony said and walked to the door. But, when Tony looked in the hallway, nobody was there. Jenny, Gibbs, McGee, and Abby had decided to let Tony and Ziva be alone.

"They aren't here anymore." Tony said.

Ziva nodded her head and patted the space next to her, still crying. He sat down and picked her and Zach up and placed them in his lap. He maneuvered himself to where his back was against the pillows, and Ziva laid her head against his chest. It wasn't long until Ziva fell into a welcomed peaceful sleep. When Tony was sure that she was sound asleep, he hugged her and his sleeping son closer to his chest and fell asleep himself, saying, "I love you, Tali."