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Elaina: I prononce it Eh-lane-ah

And a Baby Makes Nineteen

"Ziva, darling." Rivka said as she lightly shook her daughter's shoulder, Ziva groaned and buried her head deeper into the warm substance that was covering her. "You're gonna miss breakfast." The heat immediately left her body after that. Ziva sat up, and Rivka laughed. "What?" Ziva said groggily. "You look just like, when you were a child." She said. "Hey, babe. Come on breakfast is ready." Tony called. Ziva rubbed her eyes, and looked around. Tony and Aunt Nettie were sitting at the kitchen table eating waffles, and her mother was sitting beside her, but Matthew was nowhere in sight. "Where's Matthew?" Ziva said as she climbed out of bed. "He wanted to check on that college, so he left about half an hour ago." Ziva stretched, "What Time is it?" "Ten-thirty. I was surprised you slept that late. You used to get so early when you were a child." Her mother said to Tony. "The early bird catches the worm." Tony said as he took another slice of French toast. "Ima, you shouldn't have cooked like this." Ziva said. "No, I am a mother. That is what I do." Tony pulled Ziva onto his lap, "And maybe you will too?" her mother said quietly. Ziva couldn't hear though, she was laughing too hard as Tony tickled her sides. "Tony!" she screamed. Aunt Nettie and her mother smiled as Ziva laughed harder.

"Ziva, darling you must eat up. We are leaving soon." Ziva quickly stopped laughing, "Wait! What about Gibbs?" she asked quickly. Aunt Nettie looked up, "Oh! I took the liberty and called him. I told him you wouldn't be coming in for a few days." Tony and Ziva nearly fell out of the chair. "You did what?" Ziva asked breathless. "Is there something wrong with that?" "Your aunt is crazy." Tony whispered in her ear, and she snickered. "Come On Ziva. Eat Up." Rivka said. "No, Ima really I'm not hungry." Ziva said as she climbed out of Tony's lap. "I think I'll go take a shower." "Alone." She whispered down in Tony's ear. She steadily made her way to her bedroom, where soon the shower was heard. Tony gulped, "So, uh, how's the weather in Israel?" he asked nervously. "Hot. Now Mr. DiNozzo. Tell Me" Aunt Nettie said leaning toward him over the table. "Are you in love with my niece?" Tony slowly nodded, "That's why I married her." Rivka stepped forward, "Then who is Dr. Feel Good? And why is she calling you at Seven in the morning?" Tony, for probably once in his life was speechless. "I…Dr. Feel Good is a code." "A code for what?" Aunt Nettie said.

Tony glanced at Aunt Nettie's charm bracelet, where a small baby carriage was dangled, and suddenly he thought of the prefect lie. "Dr. Feel Good is an Obstetrician." Aunt Nettie and Ziva's mother smiled, "As a pregnancy doctor?" Tony nodded, "Ziva, uh, wanted to make it a surprise. So you can't tell her." They both nodded, "Is it a male or a female?" Rivka asked. "It's too soon to tell." "Too soon to tell what?" Ziva said as she walked out of the bedroom wearing a white silk, bathrobe and her straightened hair was now extremely curly. Rivka hurried over and hugged her tightly, "I am so happy for the two of you!" she said excitedly. "What did you do?" she mouthed to Tony angrily. "We must go shopping for the infant!" Aunt Nettie said hugged them also.

Ziva glared at Tony, "Yes, we must. But first I must talk to Tony." Ziva said before grabbing Tony's hand and dragging him to her bedroom. "What the H*** did you do?" she growled. "Hey! It's not my fault they read my phone!" "So your solution is to tell them I am pregnant?" Tony shrugged and sat down on the bed, "I had no other option." "You had plenty. Now how am I supposed to explain to them that I'm not having a baby?" Tony grinned, "Well." He said as grabbed her waist; Ziva gripped him by the ear until he screeched. "NEVER." She hissed. "Well then you got a problem." "No, we got a problem. Does it look like I'm having a baby?" Ziva said as she gestured to her own body." "Well maybe if you-." Ziva gripped his ear again. "Okay. We'll just pretend, after they leave we'll just say you lost the baby." Ziva grimaced but agreed. "You better find out what I have to do, while I get dressed." Ziva quickly shooed him from the room, where Aunt Nettie and her mother were waiting. "Did we get you in trouble?" Aunt Nettie asked innocently. "Just a little but, ya know, that's Ziva." Rivka smiled, "When Ziva was a little girl she used to always wanna dance. After she was finished with ballet, she begged me to join the cheerleading team, she was adore-." "Mom!" Ziva shouted through the door. Tony grinned as he helped them clear away the dishes. "I wonder if she still has the uniform." He whispered to himself happily

"Go put on some clothes Tony." Ziva said as she strolled out of her bedroom wearing a white shirt and black sleeve reaching her elbows, the shirt says, "Live the Life." And a pair of black denim jeans. Tony looked up, stunned. Ziva smirked, "Go!" Tony quickly ran into the bedroom, where he shut the door. "Ziva darling are you hungry?" Aunt Nettie said as Ziva took a seat at the counter. "No, I'm just a little nauseous. You know Morning Sickness." Ziva lied. "Do you want me to make you some tea?" Rivka asked. Ziva shook her head, "Well, just tell me if you don't feel well and we'll go home okay?" Ziva nodded. "Now go, it rained that night and we don't need you or the baby to catch a cold." Ziva sighed before walking into the bedroom where Tony has just walked into. "Can you believe it? A baby?" Rivka asked excitedly. Aunt Nettie nodded slowly, "I'm just worried about that boy."

Tony and Ziva eventually walked out of the room, Ziva had on a new red hoodie to please her mother. And Tony had only a pair of Khaki shorts stopping at the knee and a tan short sleeve shirt. "Are you ready ladies?" he asked. Rivka and Aunt Nettie nodded and followed Tony to his car, but stopped him when he got over to the Driver's side. "We found the most beautiful place." "Where?" Tony asked. "You've only been here for a day." Ziva too was stunned, "It's a surprise." Rivka and Aunt Nettie gently pushed Ziva and Tony into the backseat of the car. As Rivka started the car, she glanced back in the mirror, "Comfortable Mr. DiNozzo." Noticing his feared expression. "Mom, where are we going?" Ziva asked leaning forward. "Ziva Elaina David! Will you sit back and relax." Aunt Nettie shrieked. "Middle Names are not needed." Ziva grumbled as she sat back. "Eliana?" Tony beamed. "I did not choose it." Ziva snapped. "I did." After many violent swirves and turns the car finally came to a stop at store with a colorful sign full of blues, yellows, and pinks. "Lullaby Land" was spelled in green and red letters.

"Mom." Ziva said cautiously as they got out of the car. "Ziva it's just to look." Aunt Nettie said as she held the door open. The store wasn't on the large side, but not on the small side either. The walls were a bright cream and cribs, strollers, changing table and etc. were going along the walls. "Just tell us if you like anything." Her mother said before, she too disappeared into the colors. Tony rubbed the back of his head. "We're screwed." He muttered and Ziva nodded. Very.

I don't see why boss couldn't have Tony or Ziva do this. Oh! Wait their not here. Baby Store. Why would a Mass Murderer be at a Baby Store?

I sighed as I opened the door and a red headed lady popped up from behind the counter. "Hi! How may I help You?" she said eagerly. "Hi I'm Special Agent Timothy McGee. I'm looking for Rachel McFadden. Did she show up for work today?" She pondered the thought for a second and then said, "I'll go check the back." She scurried to the back of the store and disappeared. I glanced around, and passed by a white framed crib. I checked the price range, $1500.00. That's way too much for something a kid is only gonna have for a year. I glanced to the back, and she had come back but was helping some senior citizen with some outfit. I sure hope it's not for her kid. "Ziva!" she called. And I immediately snapped up, Ziva David? At a baby store, No. Ziva walked over with some man's hand in hers. They both talked quietly before Ziva leaned up and kissed the man's cheek, he laughed and looked out the window. Even though I could only see the side of his face, I knew who he was and I had to tell Abby. The redhead quickly made her way over to me, "No. She didn't show." She said. "Um, okay." I said quickly before I hurried out the door before I could be recognized.

Ziva's hand gently ran over a one piece. It was a light pink and it had short sleeves, she smiled softly.

Tony gently put his hand on her shoulder, and she looked up at him. "Ziva Darling!" her mother called, and she looked up. "Do you know if it's a girl or boy yet?" Ziva smirked up at Tony. "No. Not yet." "I do not like lying to her." Ziva whispered. "Then tell her the truth the whole truth." Ziva frowned, and stamped down on his foot. "Owwwww" Tony squeaked. Ziva grinned as she made her way to Aunt Nettie. "You've been pretty quiet, Aunt Nettie." Aunt Nettie looked at her, frowning, "Why are you so blind?" Ziva looked at her confused. "What?" "He's cheating on you. He's not holy."

"Trust Me Aunt Nettie, he's holy." Ziva said as she felt another outfit. "Do you love him?" she asked. "Yes." Ziva said after a long period of silence. "Then why did it take you so long to answer?" Ziva picked up a yellow pair of socks. "Because it took me a little longer to realize it. Tony just wants you and Ima to like him. He even wanted to take you to your favorite restaurant. But I told him he may not want to go over the top." Aunt Nettie weakly smiled, "I just do not want him to hurt you or that baby." Ziva exhaled deeply, "Aunt Nettie, he loves this baby more than me, I believe. He said he would even trade places with me, when I was in labor." "He seems like a good boy." "That's because I whip him into shape." Both women laughed.

"What's so funny?" Tony asked as he came over, and wrapped his hand gently around her stomach.

"Nothing." Ziva said. "See anything you like?" he whispered against her neck. "Hey, Ziva." Her mother called her over, with Tony following behind. "What is it?" Tony asked as he looked over Ziva's shoulder. The crib was a bright white, heavily crafted, the back side was taller than the other for easier access, and it could be personally engrave. Or at least that's what the tag said. "Mom, you cannot." Ziva said. "The question is do you like it?" she asked. "Well Yes, of course. But-." "Nothing More, it is already bought and paid for." Tony picked up the price tag, "Mrs. David you really shouldn't-." Rivka held up her hand, "I can and I have." There was no point arguing with her, she was worse than Ziva. After she bought them the matching dresser, changing table, and the whole alphabet to spell the baby's name across the wall in, Tony gave up and sat down in one of the ottoman, rocking gently. "Somebody Tired?" Ziva whispered as she gently rubbed his shoulders. Tony moaned quietly, "We're dead, when we tell them." Ziva gripped the skin by his throat. "They'll be here for 2 weeks; I can pretend to be pregnant for that long. You rat on me I kill you got?" Tony painfully nodded. "I got it, wifey."

I ran into Abby's lab with her music blaring loudly. "Abby!" I shouted. She spun around her pigtails flying, as her eyes met mine, "What McGee?" I panted breathless, it was the fastest I had run in a while. "Ziva…Ziva's" I could barely finish the sentence, my throat burning. Abby sat me down in her office chair and handed me a Caf-Pow! I downed nearly all of the drink. "Now what were you trying to say?" Abby asked. "Ziva's Pregnant." I breathed. Abby was silent for maybe a minute or two, "As in having a baby?" she asked stunned, which was unusual because she was well….Abby. "Guess Who." I grinned. I wanted her to guess, I knew she's get everyone wrong. "I don't know, tell me!" she wined. "Big Playa, Tony DiNozzo."

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