Okay, so last chapter I gave Matt a love interest. It'll be more major next chapter. And I did kinda leave you off with a cliffhanger, Sorry! But lucklily I did give the answer, and here it is!

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Disclaimer: No NCIS characters belong to me execpt Ashley, Matt, and the children.

People Can't Handle This Many Surprises:

"Tony, count with me," Ziva instructed as she lightly tapped her arm, "One... Two... Three... Four. Now you said you counted, 2, 3, whatever sets of hands correct?" Tony nodded, "You're wrong, so wrong. It's not sextuplets, it's not octuplets, it's not triplets, it's not-." "So are you having a baby or not?" Ziva grinned, she held up one finger, "One. That's it." Tony sighed, "Are they sure, I mean I could have sworn-." Ziva grabbed a fistful of his chest hairs and pulled his face closer to hers, "Shut up while you're still ahead." She thrust him back, "Be lucky it's just that one."

Tony chuckled, "Alright," He sat on the edge of the bed, "We didn't get to talk about this last night-." "Well, yes. We were doing something last night." Tony mocked a laugh. "And it was delicious thank you." He said before he pulled her in for a quick kiss, Ziva rested her forehead against his, once she pulled away, breathing heavily. "You know," Tony breathed "I can see down the sheet right now." "Who siad one was necessary?" Ziva teased as she got out of the bed.

Tony pulled off his own shirt and handed it to her, which she slowly slid on. "Okay," Tony said pulling on her waist, "Your Brother and Ashley." Ziva raised her eyebrows, "What?" she innocently playing with the edges of his mouth, "Wait, you set this up didn't you?" Ziva grinned, "Tony, it was inevitable, they are the same age and they like the same things, what did you want me to do?" "Oh, I don't know not set them up." Ziva kissed him again, "Get over it."

She got off his lap before she started shooing him off also, "What?" he asked. "We need to change the sheets." Ziva explained as she started taking off the front ends. "Why?" "Tony, imagine you are my Aunt or my mother sleeping in a bed that people have just…you know." Tony shrugged, "They've done it before." "That's how we got in this situation in the first place." Ziva said as Tony helped her took the ends, "Hey, how about I go make breakfast and your finish?" Ziva suggested and Tony groaned as he fell onto the bed. "Fiiiinnnee." He said picking his head up. "What would you like?" "Um, a sautéed lobster with a side of bacon, along with egg whites scrambled, not stirred." "So cereal then?" Ziva said before she disappeared into the kitchen.

Tony went into the linen closet and pulled out a set of matching sea blue sheets before he put them on the bed along with the pillow cases before he snuck from the bedroom and crawled over by the kitchen. "Tony," Ziva called, "You are the worst spy ever." He popped up from behind the bar and took a seat at the table. Ziva handed him a bowl of cereal before she too took a seat, "You know," Tony started. "I know nothing about this wedding you three have been planning." Ziva grinned, "Um, truth be told. Neither do I." she whispered. "Only Abby truly knows." She said before she spooned more cereal into her mouth.

"Speaking of…" Ziva grinned, "The only thing I have really picked out is my wedding dress." "And the colors." Tony interjected. "Those we were not my ideas, but I thought it fit for spring." "And those colors are?" Tony asked and Ziva smirked, "The women wear yellow and the men, including you wear purple." Tony scoffed, "First of all, Purple is so…feminine, why can't the women wear it!" "We just thought that you wouldn't want your son to live up under a purple belt." Ziva said smug and Tony furrowed his eyebrows together before he snapped his fingers together, "Ah ha! So you were listening!" He shrieked and Ziva grinned, "No, I was just listening now." Tony chuckled, "Well sweet cheeks, you can try all you Mossad little tricks but you're not gonna get it out of me." "But you just told me it was a boy." "I'm an actor did you forget, and I lie." Ziva pecked his lips lightly, "I'll remember that too."

"So let me paint a picture," He started closing his eyes, "It has a band or belt thing going around the middle. And I know it's not a strapless dress, because you don't like your breasts." Tony teased as he opened them again, "I never said that." "So it is strapless them." Ziva shook her head, "Not at all. You were spot off until you got to that part." Tony sighed, "It's spot on." "Sorry," Ziva admitted, "Continue." She demanded. "Um, knowing Abby it's some strange color." "I did not let Abby have any say in it," Tony nodded, "So it's not long, a white, maybe?" "You are close, but you are not going to see it until the wedding."

Tony groaned, "Come on sweet cheeks. I don't like surprises." "I noticed." "Hey, you said you didn't wanna know." Tony interrupted. "I said I had a surprise for you, I expected you would have told me after." Tony gasped, "You seduced me, didn't you?" "No, I would never." Ziva lied.

"Now, give me a hint. About the baby." She insisted. "Um, do you sleep on your left or right side?" "Left." Ziva answered cautiously. "Then supposedly according to the old wives, it might be a girl. But here let me see your hands," He instructed as he picked up her hands and rubbed them on his face, "Mmm soft. That means to expect a girl too, but do you crave sweet or salty foods?" They both looked at each other before they said in unison, "Both."

"See, now is the time where twins would make sense." Ziva used one of her hands to lightly slap the sides of his face, "Do not start." "Alright, Alright. Would you say your clumsy or graceful on your feet?" As Ziva pondered the thought she bit the side of his lip, "I do sometimes trip on your shoes." "Finally! A boy answer." Ziva rolled her eyes, "Tony enough with these ridiculous questions, you still have not told me." Ziva pleaded. "Okay, Okay. Last one, which one of your breasts is bigger?" Ziva stood up and collected her bowl, "Okay, we're done with that conversation." Ziva said as she started washing her bowl. "Ziva, I am so serious, they say that if the right one is bigger then it's a boy, and if it's the left it's a girl."

Ziva rolled her eyes, "Tony you already know what the baby is, so why are you playing this game?" she asked and Tony came to stand behind her. "'Cause it's fun." Ziva turned around to look at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, "I do not like it is very fun." She purred and Tony grinned before glancing down, "Definitely the right one." Ziva grinned, "You should you know, you saw them all last night." "Course I did sweet cheeks." He said before he leaned in and kissed her.

Ziva moaned as he slid his tongue into her mouth, "A replay of last night yes?" she whispered against his lips once she pulled away for air. "Technically, we're in the wrong place. But yes, a replay would be nice." Ziva giggled, "Course you would."

"I know I wouldn't."

Tony turned around and Abby was standing in their doorway, baby carrier in hand, and smirking at them both. "How long have you been standing there?" "Oh, since you two started talking about breasts." Abby said as she set the carrier down by the couch. "Hi Maddie." Ziva said as she picked the infant up. "Did you have fun last night?" Ziva asked and Maddie giggled. "Did you have fun last night?" Abby asked and Tony shrugged, "I mean it was-." "Tony." Ziva growled. "I'm kidding. I have a fantastic night." Abby grinned, "Maddie and I had a good night too. She came with me to bowling practice and we bowled higher than Sister Rosita!" "You didn't use her as a bowling ball did you?" Abby shook her head, "I would never Tony."

"So what are you guys doing today?" "Um, actually, I have an engagement present I have to give Zi," Tony explained grinning the entire time. "What is it?" "You'll see." Ziva rolled her eyes at him before looking back at Maddie. "I'm gonna go take a shower," Tony announced and Ziva nodded before taking a seat on the couch,

"So," Abby said once Tony had left, "What is it? Boy or Girl?" Ziva shrugged, "I do not know." "Ziva. It's not nice to lie in front of the baby." Abby said and Ziva smirked over at her, "I changed my mind, I wanted it to be a surprise, but it is not going that easy." "What do you mean?" "The suspense is killing me, and now Tony won't tell me. He likes teasing me."

Abby smiled, "So I have to stick with neutral?" Ziva nodded, "Sorry." "It's all right. But what do you think the surprise is?" "I don't know, maybe jewelry or something. But I do need your help with something." Ziva said before the two ladies began whispering furiously.

Once everybody was dressed and ready, Tony, Ziva, Abby, and Maddie piled into the 'family' car and started driving west.

"Tony," Ziva asked cautiously looking at the window as they drove out of the city. "Just relax sweet cheeks." Tony reassured as he lightly patted her hand.

He started slowing down when they turned onto a street, "Okay cover your eyes." He instructed and they all hesitantly obeyed. The street had few houses and a Cul-de-sac at the very end. He pulled up into a long driveway and turned off the car, "Can I open them now?" "No, Zi." He got out and went around the other side and helped them out, he pulled them to the very edge of the grass. "Okay, Open!"

"Oh my god Tony, you bought a house?"

Okay, the picture of Tony and Ziva's House is on my profile. I did make some changes so it's not exactly like the floor plan.

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