NCIS:
TONY, I WOULD LIKE YOU TO MEET...
DISCLAIMBER:
NCIS and characters do not belong to me.
SUMMARY:
A few days after Kate Todd's funeral, Tony dose something and now it's been a little over seven years. What happened in the past comes back to him...with a shock! What did Tony do and why would it come back to him now? Little TIVA, MCABBY and maybe a love interest for Leroy Jethro Gibbs
CHAPTER 8: THE FINAL TOUCHES ON THE DINOZZO HOUSE...
TONY'S P.0.V.
I almost could not believe when I woke up with Ziva still in my arms and it just felt...right?
It felt weird, but it also felt right.
I was just lying there looking at her when she opened her eyes to look at me.
"Tony? What...?" Ziva asked.
"You fell asleep on the couch and I told you the bed would be more comfortable. Nothing happened...we just slept, Zi." I promised.
"I need to go..." Ziva began.
"Why? No one is going to be here for a while." I said with a smile. "I need to go home, and then I will come back." Ziva said already getting up.
"Why do you need to go home?" questioned. "Because I need to change and you can start unpacking." Ziva told me and I got up catching her from behind.
I put my arms around her and started to kiss her.
"Tony, I ne-need to go and everyone will be here soon." Ziva said pulling away. "How about a slumber party again tonight, sweet cheeks," I called, but the front door closed and she was gone.
I now began to wonder what my future with Ziva would be like. I hoped that Ziva would be there for Jessie and me...
I know where I want things to eventually go...but it is too soon to say anything about that.
'I was really thinking about a future with, Ziva. About marrying her...'
I never thought there would be a day when I wanted to settle down.
Things change...Jessie coming into my life had changed everything. I had known for a long time what I felt about, Ziva.
It had just taken Jessie coming into my life before I did anything.
I got dressed and was just about to start unpacking, when I heard the sound of the doorbell...
I opened to find Probie and Abby.
I stepped back and noticed Gibbs was not with them.
"Gibbs said he'll come later." Abby said to my unasked question.
"I'll get started on the TV..." Tim said making his way to the living room.
Abby followed Tim to the living room to start on boxes in there.
"I hope they actually get some work done." I muttered under my breath.
It was fifteen minutes later when Ziva returned.
FOUR HOURS LATER...
We now have almost everything unpacked and since McGoo had fixed my TV. I put in a movie, so we could relax.
"I wonder if Gibbs is on a date with, Ms. Holden," Abby asked and I choked my drink.
"W-what...?" I started to cough "...Why would you say that?" I asked.
"She has red hair..." Ziva began. "Didn't you notice the whole time she was in my lab that day I did the test on you and Jessie, how she stared at, Gibbs?" Abby asked and I just shook my head.
"No, I was still trying to accept the fact that Jessie could be and did turn out to be my daughter. So I was paying more attention to, Jessie." I replied.
"I would not be too surprised..." Ziva said and that is when the doorbell rang again.
This time when I opened it, there stood Gibbs and we were surprised to also see...
"Ms. Holden? Is Jess...?" I began, but Gibbs smirked.
"Jessie's fine, DiNozzo," Gibbs said.
The three of us made our way to the living room where Tim had his head leaned back against the couch, Abby had her arms around him and Ziva was sitting in another chair.
Ziva and Abby looked up when the three of us entered.
"Ms. Holden?" Ziva asked and McSleepy opened his eyes. "It's not about, Jessie." I said, before anyone could say anything. "It's good to see all of you again...I guess I shouldn't be surprised after what, Jethro has told me today. You seem as close as a family." Ms. Holden told us.
"We don't only work together at NCIS...we are a family, Emma." Gibbs said.
If we were trying to get over the shock of the two of them showing up together...that was shock number two.
"It looks like you're doing a wonderful job, Mr. DiNozzo. I still want to wait until you get the bedroom ready for, Jessie. Before I write anything official, but in my personal opinion...the chances look good. The support of your family here and everything else," Ms. Holden told me.
"Thanks." Was all I could manage to say.
"How about some coffee," Ziva suggested and we all headed for the kitchen.
Gibbs pulled out his own special blend and shared it with Ms. Holden; Abby had her Caf-Pow after storing several in my refrigerator when she first arrived.
After that, all the drinks were taken to the living room, where we sat and talked for the next few hours.
Tomorrow the furniture for Jessie's room would be here and then I could bring my daughter, Jessica Amber DiNozzo home.