All right, sorry it took so long to post this chapter. But it took me really long to right, and it's not even the end! Hence, (Part I). But it's time for Tony and Ziva to say, "I do." Most of the wedding items are on my profile.

The Wedding (Part I)

"Jenny, how can this get better? Tony and McGee are in jail, Gibbs is nowhere to be found, and yeah let's not forget! My father's here." Ziva fell back onto the bed and put her head in her hands. "Ziva, relax." Abby said as she tried to calm her friend. "Abby, let's just face it, your dream wedding is obviously not going to happen."

24 Hours Before…

Tony DiNozzo layed in bed with his fiancée in his arms. It was a little before eight AM and he was waiting for the perfect time to wake her. He lightly stroked her 21 week stomach, which made him grin widely as she started to stir in his arms. "Ssshh, sweet cheeks," He whispered as her eyes opened to meet his. "Why?" she mumbled. "I was gonna let you sleep some more." Ziva layed her head on his chest, "What time is it?" "Almost eight." Tony replied. "We're getting married tomorrow." She whispered as she kissed his chest. He grinned as he wrapped his arm tighter around her waist, "Come on." Ziva said as she patted his chest before climbing out of the bed.

"Where are you going?" Tony called and Ziva stuck her head out from the bathroom. "We have a long day today. A shower is very necessary, no?" Tony grinned, "Well you have fun." Ziva raised her eyebrows, "I am sure the shower is big enough for two people." He tore back the covers before he tripped in.

25 Minutes Later:

"I still say we could have gone longer," Tony said as the both walked out of the bathroom. "It is almost 8:30, Abby and Jenny said they would be here around nine." Ziva explained as she sat down on the bed. He sighed before he glanced out the window where the sun was shining bright. "Tomorrow's gonna be the perfect day to get married." Ziva said following his gaze. "How do you know?"

"We do have weather men, remember?" She glared at him, before he tugged at the end of her hands, pulling her closer to him, "And because you'll be there." Ziva grinned at him she kissed him again. "Now come, we need to get dressed." He kissed her again before he let her go and threw on a pair a cargo shorts and a green polo. "I'm making breakfast," he called. "Anything you'd like?" Ziva looked up tying her hair, "A fried peanut butter sandwich will do."

"Fried? No Jelly?" He rolled his eyes as she turned back to her hair, "Crazy Pregnant Chick." He muttered before he walked into the kitchen and started on their breakfast. By the time he was checking his reflection in the spatula there was a knock at the door. "I'll get it!" He called as he ran over to the door. "Hey!" He greeted as he saw Abby and Jenny standing in the door way. "Hey, where's Ziva?" Abby asked impatiently.

"I am here." Ziva said briskly brushing past Tony. "Ziva, what about breakfast?" He called after and she turned around, "I had an apple, but thank you for asking." Ziva said before pecking him on the lips. Abby grabbed her arm and followed Jenny toward their car, lugging a bag behind her. "If you let me drive we will be there sooner." Ziva said as she climbed into the passenger seat. "Yeah, but I kinda wanna live." Jenny told her before putting her foot on the gas and hurrying down the street.

McGee and Gibbs arrived shortly after to find Tony sitting at the bar, munching on a breakfast bar. "Hey, why so down?" McGee asked and Tony looked up at him. "Your girlfriend took my girlfriend, no, fiancé." Gibbs smacked the back of his head, "Right Boss. I know how you feel about this marriage thing." Gibbs shook his head, "I was talking about you saying, Abby was McGee's girlfriend." He glared over at McGee, "Right Tim?" He nodded, "Course Boss."

"So, where is my dress again?" Ziva asked once they were on the freeway, heading toward the bakery. "At the hotel, by the dock. Don't worry Ziva, everything will be fine." Abby said as she pulled Ziva back into her seat. "Relax, just think. In like 24 hours you'll be Mrs. Tony DiNozzo." She continued and Jenny chuckled,

"This is supposed to be a happy thought Abby."

"Alright," Gibbs said as he put his bowl in the sink. "So what exactly do we have to do today?" Tony shrugged, "All I gotta do is pick up the ring, the tux, and then we have to go to the rehearsal dinner." "So, where's your future mother in-law?" Tony rolled his eyes, "She and Aunt Nettie are up in Pittsburg for…something on Ziva's dress."

McGee leaned up against the counter, "How much exactly did you spend on the wedding?" Tony closed his eyes as counted on his fingers before finally reaching a number, "At least, 55,000. But I'm not sure." Gibbs sighed, "That's why people shouldn't get married."

"Oh my gosh, it's beautiful!" Abby exclaimed as the baker showed them the cake. It was a very light brown four-tier cake with even darker brown swirls going across it accompanied by light blue stems and swirls that hold multiple butterflies going along the cake. "Tony picked it out." Ziva stated as she looked it over. "Well, we know one thing. He has good picking skills in cakes."

Ziva nodded, "but with children's names? Not so much." Jenny chuckled, "What he pitch this time?" "James Bond DiNozzo." Abby playfully shook her head, "And if it were a girl?" "Claire, after Claire angels." "What happened to Aimee?" "Aimee is staying on that hospital bracelet, no matter what. Now the middle name is negotiable."

"So, have you thought of where the honeymoon is going to be?" Tim asked as Tony drew closer and closer to the tuxedo shop. "Um, yeah but it's kind of a surprise." "Just like the sex of the baby?" Gibbs asked. "Yes, that is still a surprise." "You gonna tell me?" Gibbs asked and Tony shook his head, "No can do boss. If I tell you then Ziva's gonna find out." Tony explained and Gibbs smirked at him, "So, you wanna lose your job?" Tony furrowed his eyebrows over at him, "I never said that."

"You don't keep secrets from your boss."

Tony sighed, "Fine. I'm gonna be needing a shot gun."

"So where to now?" Jenny asked as they stepped back into the car. "Um. We still need to go to the florist, the venue, contact the caterer, photographer, band, the beautician-…you know? I'm really thinking we should have just eloped." Ziva said. Abby shrugged, "Would have been cheaper."

"Tony, where are the rest of the groomsmen?" McGee asked as he tried on his own tuxedo. "Aww, right here, man!" A group of guys shouted as they tumbled into the tuxedo shop. "Wyatt, my man." Tony said as he tightly hugged the first man. He had spikey blonde hair, very light skin, and hazel colored eyes. "Hey, dude. Sorry we're late, Max, drives very slow." Wyatt explained as a shaggy, haired, brunette guy rubbed the back of his neck, "Hey, Washington is very different from Pennsylvania." The guy, known as 'Max' explained and Tony hugged him also.

Tim cleared his throat and Tony turned around to look at him, "Oh." Tony said catching on. "Um, McGee, Gibbs, these are some of my friends from my college days. This is Wyatt, Maddox but you can just call him Max, Peyton, Austin, and Luke." Tony explained as he gestured to each guy in turn, McGee and Gibbs shook hands with each and they all nodded. "So, dude." Wyatt said as he patted Tony's shoulder. "What's this mystery girl look like? None of us have ever seen her."

Tony grinned as he pulled out his phone and flipped it open, "Daammnn." All of his friends muttered as they saw the picture. "How could a….person, like you get a…-?" Tony stopped Peyton there and whispered in his ear, "Her father right there and you know, he's an X-sniper, so…" Peyton nodded catching on. "So let's see these tuxes!" "We're kinda waiting for Matt." Tony said. "Who's Matt?" Wyatt asked just as the door opened and Matt slipped in, "Sorry I'm-."

Tony held up a hand, "Dude, I really don't wanna know, why your clothes are on backwards."

"Do you like the flowers?" the florist asked and Ziva nodded, "They are just what we wanted." They were white roses that were lightly tinted with pink. "They're soo pretty Ziva." Abby said. "And your bouquet? Your mama is bringing it, yes?" she asked and Ziva nodded again. "They should be back by tonight," The florist smiled, "You have fun with your wedding."

"Trust me, we will." Abby muttered

"Alright, can we have all the men line up." The owner of the tuxedo shop said and Gibbs, Tony, and McGee along with the rest of them lined up in front of him. Almost everybody had on a similar tux except Tony who was wearing a white shirt with a grey tuxedo vest on and black dress pants. "The groom has to look different from the groom's men." Tony clarified for McGee when he asked again. "Do they have to be itchy?" Matt asked as he fidgeted with the collar.

"They're fine to me." Gibbs muttered. "Well of course boss, you've been married three times."

White cloth was going around the top of the gazebo, when they got there. The chairs were already being set up, along with some of the other decorations. "Alright, so the venue is done." Abby stated and check it off the list. "But what happens if it rains?" "Oh, um. They're gonna put a tent and stuff up tonight, and then tomorrow take it down." Abby explained and the two women nodded, "But why can't they just set it up tomorrow?" Ziva asked and Abby sighed, "Because, young Ziva. You guys are getting married at 11, and it takes a long time to set it up."

Ziva nodded, "Alright, so can we get some lunch now? Eating for two people is not as easy as it looks." Jenny chuckled before leading them to the other side of the street. "Alright Ms. Soon-to-be Married Pregnant Person, what would you like?" "I want a taco," Ziva said sufficiently and they both nodded, "That's do able." "With peanut butter." Ziva finished. Jenny looked at her strangely before looking at Abby and sighing, "Trust me, you have not seen anything yet."

"Aye! Aye!" Tony said in a hushed tone, and all the guys looked over at him. "You wanna see the ring I got her?" They all nodded and crowded around him as he pulled out a black, velvet box. "Whoa." All the guys murmured as he peeled back the cover. "Guys, this ring. Cost more than my car." Tony explained dramatically and everybody except McGee and Gibbs were 'star struck.' "That thing is gonna blind me, but the lid back on." Wyatt teased and Tony shut the lid. "Who knew girls were so expensive?"

They all looked from one another, "Everybody."

"God, I never want to be pregnant." Jenny said and Ziva grinned before she took a bite of her taco. "Hey, it's better than the ketchup and ice cream last time." Abby said and Jenny shuttered. "Oh yeah," Ziva said once she had swallowed, she reached into her pocket and tossed Abby a small, black, leather box. "It's Tony's ring. I would not like for you to forget it." Abby nodded before slipping it into her purse. "So Tony still hasn't told you? About the sex of the baby?" Abby asked and Ziva shook her head as she bit into the taco again.

"Not even after moving into that house?" Jenny asked. Ziva shook her head again before turning to glare at Jenny, "Tony knows that you do not keep secrets from your boss. You must know." Jenny held up her hands, "I know nothing." Ziva glared deeper at her before Jenny gave in, "Alright, but he made me swear not to tell you but…it's a boy."

Ziva and Abby gasped, "It's a boy?" Jenny nodded, "It's a boy."

Tony's POV

Me and the rest of my party were walking toward a buffet across the street when a familiar voice called out, "Well, Well," I spun around and Connor Richards was standing beside some woman who looked terrified as his hand gripped her arm, which seemed to be painful. "How'd ya get out of prison?" Gibbs called as we slowly walked over to the two. "Had a good lawyer." Mr. Richards said simply.

"Maybe we need a better judge boss." I suggested and Gibbs nodded, "How 'bout I give them a call." Gibbs said before he pulled out his cell phone. Mr. Richards grabbed the top, "Not necessary, just catching up with some old friends." He said through gritted teeth. "Hey Tony, who is this guy?" Wyatt asked and Mr. Richards turned his head slowly to look at him. "So where is your other little friend?" He said turning back to me. "Well, McGee is right here." I said slowly and gestured back to McGee.

"The attractive one." I tensed up and came closer to Connor. "What?" he asked innocently. "Everybody's got a right to an opinion, right honey?" The woman behind him nodded, "So," Connor said as he shoved me. "Back Off." He hissed. Gibbs grabbed my shoulder as I started back, "No, No." He murmured against my ear. "So, she have the baby? Boy or Girl?" Mr. Richards continued and my fists balled into fists.

"Girl." I hissed. "She must be adorable, I'm sure the father will be very happy." "Oh, he was you-." I said as I wound up again before Gibbs tugged on me. "Come on Tony. We gotta go; we still gotta drop these tuxes off." Max said as they all tried to get out of this situation. "Oh, who's getting married?" Mr. Richards asked. "Me and Ziva." I angrily clarified. "And I wasn't invited? How rude. She has to lower herself that low to get a man? Well that's probably how that baby girl got-." I couldn't take it anymore; I let loose a blow of punches, over and over again before he started fighting back. "My girlfriend's not a tramp!" I shouted as I rammed my fist against his face. "If she's marrying you and not me, course she is."

Wyatt and Luke, their adrenaline and anger linked together caused them to join in. "Aye!" A local police officer shouted just as I reached for my gun. The guy pulled me, Wyatt, and Luke off of him and shoved us apart, "I need back up on a 217." He radioed into his walkie-talkie. "What the hell are you talking about?" I shouted as I felt my bloody nose, "That's them Officer!" Mr. Richards 'lady friend' shouted and pointed toward us. Everybody was there expect for Gibbs who had miraculously disappeared. "You set us up? Didn't you?" Wyatt screeched and Mr. Richards smiled a toothy smiled and dropped it when the officer looked at him, "What exactly happened?"

"He called my fiancé a tramp, and-the guys just a nut job and the judge should have never let him out." I spat angrily and breathless. "That what happened Miss?" The lady shook her head, "That guy, I think his name is Tony, just walked up to Connor and started like punching him and stuff and then his buddies joined in." she explained tearfully. I bit my bottom lip as to try not to say anything I shouldn't.

"Alright, I'm gonna have to bring you all down." The officer explained as he grabbed my arm. "I knew your wedding would get me arrested." McGee muttered as he too was dragged off.

Ziva's POV

10: 30 PM; Seaview Hotel;

"Jenny something is wrong, I mean they all missed rehearsal dinner. And we all know how Tony would never miss food." Jenny nodded before turning all the opening her laptop to check her e-mail. "Oh my god, Tony." I murmured as I saw the screen. There in simply English were all their mug shots, "HOW THE HELL DID THEY GET ARRESTED?" I shouted as Abby walked into the room. "Ziva! You said you were gonna watch your language." She scolded. "WHO GIVES A DAMN, HALF THE WEDDING PARTY IS IN JAIL!"

Abby's mouth dropped open, "How?" she asked. "Something about assault." Jenny said as she read over the screen. "Well, where are they?" I asked anxiously. "It's classified." "Well UN-classify it!" I demanded as I stood up. "Ziva, relax. You have to calm down, you have too." Abby said soothingly as she lightly pressed me back onto the bed. "Just please tell me, it's not because of that Richards guy." I begged and Jenny longingly looked back at her. "Oh God."

Still Ziva

8 AM:

"I just gonna go get some fresh air," I told them as I climbed out of the bed. "You gotta be back soon though; the make-up person will be here around 8: 30." Abby said and I nodded before grabbing a light coat and some flat shoes and slipped out the door. I walked toward the gazebo, where I was soon to be wed, (Hopefully) when I heard doors slamming so I spun around. "Aba! Aba!" a small voice shouted as somebody hopped down from the car.

I gasped as my father stepped out, "Maybe today was a bad day to get married." I muttered to myself, and I think my father heard me and turned to look at me. He took the hand of the little girl and led her over to me, "Ziva." He said calmly and when he leaned into kiss my cheek, I pulled away. "Annika," he said as he bent down beside her, "This is your older sister, Ziva." The little girl nodded quietly before holding out her hand, which I lightly shook. She had light brown hair and dark blue eyes, and my father's complexion. "And this," He said as he stood up and gestured to the women behind him. "Is my wife, Mona." "Hi Ziva." She said before she kissed both my cheeks, I wanted to step back farther but I was shocked mostly. She was…what was the term? 'Drop Dead Gorgeous?' I believe that is the term. Her bleach blonde hair seemed to be 'fluffed' up to the extenent of almost looking like a poodle, she very slim, and Annika had her blue eyes.

I wanted to throw up, I wanted too so bad, but I couldn't. Not now. "Um, I have to go," I said as I tried to excuse myself. "Abby probably needs me, but I will see you soon." I said as I started slowly backing up. They all nodded and I walked quickly back to my hotel room, where Jenny, Abby, Ashley, My Mother, and My Aunt were waiting. I slammed the door shut and sank to the floor, "What's wrong Ziva?" my Aunt asked and I raised my head to look at her, "He is here." I said coldly. "Who's here?" Abby asked.

"Her father."

Ziva's POV

Present Time:

"Ziva, it's not my wedding. It's your wedding. So, come on, let's put your dress on." Abby said reassuringly. "I am not putting my dress on until Tony gets here." I stated. "Who knows how long that could take?" Ashley said as she brushed her hair. I tossed one of the pillows at her, "Hey, you're my brother's girlfriend. You're family now, I can do whatever I want." I said once she raised her eyebrows at me.

"Point Taken."

Gibbs's POV

Same Time: Somewhere at a very private jail

I walked down the hallway, passing empty cells until I finally got to the one I was looking for, "Boss." DiNozzo said as he looked up at me. "You gotta get me out of here." He pleaded as he came close to the bars. "Hey, you could a let it go." I shrugged and he sighed, "Boss, I'm getting married in like 5 hours, if Ziva doesn't kill me, Abby will."

I chuckled and held keys in front of his face, "I don't want my goddaughter to not have a father." I said before I stuck the keys in slot and unlocked the door. They all scrambled out and thanked me multiple times before Tony checked his watch. "We have like 2 hours don't we?" I nodded. "Ziva freaking out?" I tossed held up my car keys, "Why don't we find out."

Ziva's POV

45 Minutes Later…

Somehow, they had convinced me to put on a simply button down shirt to do my hair and make-up. But my dress was waiting for Tony, "The wedding starts in like an hour." Jenny said as she tried to help the make-up artist. "Technically, you need two people to get married." I snapped. Abby held up both her hands in defense, "I pretty sure if you won't pregnant you'd be more cheery." I rolled my eyes, "It is a slight possibility, but I am and there's no turning back." I stated as I pushed some of my hair back.

"You're right." A familiar voice said and I looked up. Tony was leaning against the wall with a cocky smile on his face, "Tony." I murmured as I hugged him tightly and buried my head in his chest. "Hey sorry I'm late." He said as against the top of my head. I stood up on my tippy toes so I could reach his hear, "Even though you are here, I am still going to kill you."

He chuckled, "Of course." He said and I smiled. "Isn't bad luck to-." Somebody started to say but I quickly cut in, "There's no more bad luck left."

"Alright," Jenny said. "We have an hour, Tony; you and the rest of your party. Tuxes, you better hurry. Guests are starting to show." She explained and I having mixed feelings about my father being here, half anger, the other was sadness.

I could tell he sensed this as he tilted my chin up to look at him, "What's wrong?" he said softly. "…I do not want you arrested again." I whispered and he raised his eyebrows, "That bad?" "My father is here." I admitted.

He looked down at me and kissed my forehead, "You didn't invite him did you?" I asked and he shook his head. "No. If you wanted me to, I would, but I didn't." I sighed and layed my head on his chest, "Crap." I muttered. "Crap indeed."

I could feel Jenny and Abby growing impatient so I kissed Tony good-bye before shooing him from the room. "So now the excitement is setting in?" Abby asked as she handed me my dress. "Yes, I hope it lasts long." I gently threw on the dress and had Abby fix, whatever I had messed up. She curled my curls to the point of infinity and beyond, she let them fall around my shoulder because Tony said he wanted them that way.

Shortly after Carly, Alexa, Parker, Connor, and Hunter ran up. They were all so excited to be a part of the wedding. "But," Connor interjected. "Do we have to wear the purple ties?" the two other boys finished and I laughed. "Yes." I said. "Can't we wear them on our heads?" Hunter suggested, if we were alone I would have said go for it, but, I'm pretty sure their parents wouldn't think it was a good idea.

"I don't think your parents would like that." I told them. I knew I was right, ever since we had 'officially' moved into our house Violet and I had gotten to each other better and she would help me whenever I had a question about the baby, so we eventually invited her whole family to wedding and Tony said we could never had to many ring bearers and flower said that there was some surprise but he wouldn't tell me.

The boys all had matching black tux's and the lavender colored ties that every man hated, while the two girls had on bright yellow flower girls dresses with a yellow strip going across. "You look pretty." Carly complemented and I hugged her. "Thank You."

I heard footsteps and once again the door swung open and the parents of the mischievous children ran in, "Hey! There they are." Dr. Channing said breathless. "They said they wanted to see you but we said stay there and we'd take them." Violet said and it was hard not laugh. They were all red from running, and as the nursery rhyme says, 'Huffing and Puffing until they blow something down.' I think.

"They're fine." I said reassuringly. "The wedding should be starting soon." I told them and they all nodded. "I think almost everybody is here," My Aunt said as she sat down on the bed and zipped the back of my dress. "Well, we just want to make sure they're fine." Reese said and I nodded. "They'll be fine. But you should hurry, we'll be down soon."

All the mothers and fathers nodded before kissing their children good-bye and leaving. "Hey! What's that?" Carly asked and grabbed the make-up brush. "Here let me help you." Abby said and took the brush from her and lightly brushed her face with colorful sparkles. "Alexa, did you sparkles on your cheeks too?" Abby asked and Alexa nodded excitedly before climbing up with her sister.

"Ziva," my mother whispered and I followed her into the other room. "So you are getting married today." She stated as I sat down at the mirror. She pulled my hair back and shook it gently. "I like the fact that I'm so excited, I can't wait to marry him." I uttered excitedly. She grinned and picked up and attached my veil. I stood up and turned to her, "I'm getting married." I murmured and she pulled me into a hug. "My baby girl is getting married." I nodded. "I'm getting married." I said. "I'm scaring." I whispered and she looked at me."You have no need to be scared, Tony is an excellent man and you are lucky to have him." She told me and I grinned. "I can't wait."

"Are you ready? Are you ready?" Carly and Alexa shouted as they ran into the room.

"Yes, I am ready."

Tony's POV

I wasn't ready. I was nervous, I was terrified. I hadn't even put on my vest yet and we were supposed to be on our way to the gazebo. "Aye Man, why aren't you dressed yet?" Wyatt asked as he walked into the room. "I'm having trouble breathing." I said as I tried to loosen my tie.

"Why?" he asked. "What if I screw up? I don't wanna let her down." He tossed a pair of socks at my head, "What was that for?" I asked. "Because, you're freaking out over nothing. If Ziva thought you'd screw up, she would have already kicked your butt." He said, almost in a scolding tone and I chuckled. "Course she would." He gripped my shoulder, "No, seriously bro. If you proposed to Ziva, then she must be right for you and you must be right for her."

I hugged him for the longest time before he said, "Dude….you still gotta get married." I quickly let him go, "Right, sorry." I threw on my vest and fixed my hair before following Gibbs and the others out to dare I say it.

Get Married.

Ziva's POV

They lined up all the bridesmaids up by the back door, that we had practiced coming in and out of so many times. The familiar sound of classical music spilled through the windows and my Aunt gave them all cue, and one by one they slowly left.

My breathing went from very calm to not so calm. "Relax Ziver." Gibbs whispered in my ear. I smiled gently at him before he kissed my cheek. "Don't you forget." He whispered as I watched the door. "To not kick Tony's butt every day." I finished and he chuckled.

"Is it our turn?" Carly asked as she heard the song change to something more upbeat. I heard Gibbs laughing and I looked at him before I recognized the song, "The James Bond Theme Song?" I questioned and he nodded, "That's DiNozzo for yah." I smiled as the children all slid like spies down the aisle, "You helped him pick it out didn't you?" I asked and he nodded, "…Yeah. He wanted that to be one of the many surprises." "There's more?" I asked and he nodded. "Like what?"

"It's your turn." He said and I turned and heard the music change to, 'The Wedding March.' "You ready to do this?" he asked. "Yeah." I whispered before he linked arms with me, pulled the veil over my head, and the doors opened dramatically and everybody rose including my father and all eyes were on me, but as I was walking with Gibbs, I could only focus on one pair.

Time seemed to get slower and slower until we finally got to the gazebo and Tony said, "Thanks Boss."

I smiled before joining him and Marcus (the guy who was supposed to marry us.) "Did you like that first surprise?" He asked me and I nodded, "But I should have expected it."

"Friends," Marcus started as he joined Tony and I's hands together, "We are gathered here today to join Tony," He smiled over at Tony. "And Ziva." He smiled over at me. "In matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all men; and therefore – is not by any – to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly – but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly. Into this holy estate these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together – let them speak now or forever hold their peace."

I bit my lip at that part, because I knew my father was staring at me. Tony gently stroked my cheek and tucked one of my curls behind my ear. I calmed after that and Marcus said a few other things but I didn't really pay attention; Tony just kept gleaming at me. "Tony and Ziva have written something for each other, and they'd like to share them with each other." Tony nodded before taking a piece of paper from his chest pocket.

"Ziv, Let me get this off my chest first. I love you. I love you more than anything, anything, like I would miss a James Bond episode for you, even Magnum P.I." This made me and a few others laugh. "You know I've been with a few other women-." "A few?" I questioned. "Okay, more than a few. But you're completely different. You're intelligent, beautiful, and you make me laugh when I shouldn't be. And from the moment you said yes, I couldn't wait to marry you. And I know that at some point, somebody might say till death do we part. But that's not going to happen to us, you're my angel, forever and always."

I took a deep breath before I started, "Tony." "You're not gonna dump me are you?" He asked and I shook my head. "I love waking up every morning to find myself in your arms. I hate every second that you're gone. And I can't wait to be your wife, and be the mother to your son." Tony started chuckling, "You really think, I would tell one of your best friends what we're having? I'm not that…" He trailed off when I smirked and raised my eyebrows, "I'm not giving you that smoking gun." He said huskily. "I just want to be your missing piece." I finished.

"Alright, the rings." Marcus announced and Abby handed me Tony's ring. "Wy, Wy?" Tony hissed and his friend looked over at him. "Oh right." He teased before he tossed him the ring. "Ziva, repeat after me; "I give you this ring to wear with love and joy. As a ring has no end, neither shall my love for you. I choose you to be my husband this day and forevermore." Marcus said and I murmured it back to Tony before I slipped it onto his finger.

Marcus turned to Tony, ""Tony, repeat after me." Marcus started. "Ziva, I give you this ring as a symbol of my love for you. Let it be a reminder that I am always by your side and that I will always be a faithful partner to you." Tony repeated ever word as if they were his last and it brought tears to my eyes. "And then, we got this little tiny baby coming. And I know that you'll love it so much!" Tony said as he squeezed my arms as to try not cry. "But you still won't tell me what it is." I said through tears and he chuckled before he shook his head. "Do you Tony take Ziva to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Marcus asked. "I do."

Marcus turned to me, "Do you Ziva take Tony to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"No."

Alright, calm down. I know it's a big cliffy but all will be resolved in the next chapter which I'm almost done writing. So it should be done by tomorrow or Saturday. But I need reviews people! And I need the answer to this burning question. Should their be a sequel? Think about it.

Sincerely, Broken Piece.