WHOA! Major Overload! I asked and you delivered so as promised...'THE BIRTH!'

A/N: I dedicate this chapter to my grandmother; she'll be 85 this saturday so we're going down to Tennessee to see her, so I won't post for a few days, so I thought I should post this before I leave. So ENJOY!

P.S.: Did you see last night's episode? Totally...unexpected to say the least. We finally got to meet Ray, and he and Ziva seemed to be in love with all that kissing and stuff but then they break-up? I don't think that's the last we'll see of him. No way, they build him up to big to drop him off like that.

And whoooooooooooo...

Welcome. Wait, What's Your Name Again?

(Welcome to the World…Wait, What's Your Name Again):

Pain struck Ziva in the side, and she abruptly sat up, and moaned very quietly. She glanced at the clock beside their bed, 12: 30 PM, it read in bright red letters.

Even though it was still early in the day, everybody in the house was asleep from their weekly trips to the hospitals courtesy of well, Ziva and her Braxton Hicks contractions.

Nobody could compete with the exhaustion Ziva was having all the time.

But this time, however, it didn't feel like a Braxton contraction, she figured it was a leg cramp and tried to swing her legs off the sides of the bed to walk it off, when she, again, felt a sharp pain in the same place.

She pushed her hand down on her side and gasped in pain, "Tony. Tony." She whispered as she nudged him roughly.

"Mmmmm- what?"

"We have to go, like now." She emphasized, as she hurried out of the bed.

"Why?" Tony asked sleepily.

"Tony. What have I been doing for like nine months now? Tony!" she shouted his name as she smacked him with a pillow and he fell to the floor.

"Let me take a wild guess, having an attitude?" He said muffled as he buried his head in the mattress.

"I would so kill you right now, but I am intoo much pain."

Tony's head shot up and looked at her curiously, "You're in labor? Are you sure?" he asked, astonished and quite cautious, and she nodded as she gripped the sheets again. Tony scrambled up and began pacing around the room, "Well, um, Bag?" Ziva nodded.

"Car seat?"

"Yes, of course you numbskull." She said through gritted teeth.

"Well how far apart the contractions?"

"I do not know I just woke up." She growled through clenched teeth Rivka and Aunt Nettie walked into the bedroom and rubbed the sleep from their eyes,

"What is going on?" her mother asked.

"Contractions." Ziva said as she struggled not scream, still gripping her stomach in full fledge pain.

Aunt Nettie raised her eyebrows, "Are you sure?" Ziva nodded,

"They are irregular though and they hurt."

"Aren't they supposed to be?" Tony muttered. Rivka glared over at him before giving him a list of orders,

"Tony, go make her bag is ready and by the door, better yet in the car. Ziva, honey, I know it hurts but you have to breath okay? Or it is going to hurt more." Rivka instructed, and Ziva nodded.

Tony hurried out of their bedroom, with Aunt Nettie following him, but not before saying, "I will call the doctor." Ziva nodded again, to breathless to answer a yes or no.

"Breathe Ziva! You are such a hard headed child." Rivka reprimanded.

Ziva grinned before sinking to the floor, "Of course."

"I'm gonna put these in the washer for you." Rivka said as she began balling the sheets up and setting them in a basket.

Aunt Nettie returned with the phone pressed to her ear, "Ziva-leh, tell me how far are they apart?" she asked.

"Irregular." She breathed "You said the contractions are irregular?"

Ziva nodded, "How much do they hurt?" Ziva looked up at her Aunt as if she were senseless, "How much do you think?" she snapped,

"Oh yes, she defiantly in labor." She said into the phone, and held the phone down to Ziva. "She wants to talk to you."

"Hey Ziva." Dr. Channing said. "Hi, Dr. Channing." Ziva said quietly. "Okay, so right now your contractions are irregular, but they'll even out. So when your contractions are Five minutes apart and sixty seconds long, I want you to come in. But if you have any trouble feel free to come in, okay?" Ziva nodded through the phone as another contraction wracked her body again. "Ziva?" she asked. "Yeah, no, I'm still here." Ziva said tightly through gritted teeth. "Ziva, remember what I told you at our last appointment? Breath in and out slowly." Ziva slowly drew a breath in and let it out cautiously. "It still hurts." Ziva could hear Dr. Channing smile slightly through the phone, "Why don't you try lying in different positions, so you can take pressure off of the uterus." "Mm-hmmm, alright." Ziva said, "I'll see you when you get here." Dr. Channing replied before Ziva handed her Aunt the phone. She drew another breath and exhaled slowly, "Ziva? Hey, how ya feeling?" Tony asked as he came over and sat beside her. "I hate you." "I'm sure that'll be one of many." Ziva rested her head on Tony's shoulder, "This hurts. I mean like worse, Gibbs would even be in pain." Ziva groaned and Tony chuckled, "I'm serious."

2 Hours Into Labor: 2: 30 PM

Ziva moaned as she buried her head farther into the pillow. "Nnnhmmm." Rivka walked into the room and sat on the side of the bed and lightly placed a damp cloth to Ziva's forehead, before Ziva pushed it away.

"Please, do not touch me." She mumbled softly. Rivka gently smiled and lightly rubbed Ziva's back.

"Don't worry it will be over soon and the results be wonderful, trust me… But you know this was your idea." Ziva lifted her head up off the pillow and looked up at her mother.

"It takes two to tango." She smirked, and Rivka grinned.

4 Hours into Labor: 4: 30 PM

Tony scurried into the bedroom and jumped onto the bed next to Ziva who was asleep.

"I am going to kill you." She growled with her eyes still closed.

Tony grabbed her hand and tried to pull her up. "Tony, I am having a contraction right now, so please, don't touch me." Tony grabbed a notepad and recorded the contraction; he set the pad and pencil on the nightstand and tried to pull her up again.

"Come on. I read on the internet that during labor you should try and take your mind off of it. So come on let's bake a cake or something, anything to get you up and Adam!" he explained triumphantly.

Ziva lifted her head up and glared at him, "How about no?" Ziva said angrily before dropping her head back down.

"Come on!" Tony whined and in a swift movement, Ziva had removed her hand from her pillow and had the barrel of a gun pressed against the side of Tony's head.

"One more word and you die." Tony held his hands up, "Touchy much?"

6 ½ Hours into Labor: 6: 30 PM

"Tony, let me see." She pleaded as she reached for the pink frosting Tony held above her head.

"No! You're just gonna eat it all." He wailed, and Ziva rolled her eyes.

"I promise, I will not." Tony relentlessly gave Ziva the frosting and she spread it over the red velvet cake.

"Better?" Tony asked, and Ziva ignored him.

"What? Don't wanna say I'm right?" Tony said cheerfully.

"What if it is a boy?" she pondered simply resting on the side of her feet, and Tony furrowed his eyebrows together,

"No, the doctor already told me it's gonna be a girl. And then I told you." Tony explained carefully and slowly as if she had trouble understanding. Ziva turned around to scowl at him,

"I read that ultrasounds are only ninety-five percent accurate. I mean look what happened to Derrick and Nadia. I mean sure Skye is adorable, but they were expecting a Joshua."

Tony nodded, "Aaaahhh." Ziva lightly hit him with the spatula getting pink frosting on his shoulder,

"That is what I say." She grinned.

Tony wiped the frosting from his shoulder and onto Ziva's nose,

"We'll make another cake." He promised. Aunt Nettie walked into the kitchen and handed Tony an empty car seat box,

"I do not see how you have known you are expecting a child for almost 37 weeks-."

"Thirty-Seven Weeks and Two Days." Ziva interjected as she smoothed the frosting along the edges.

"Whatsoever and you did not have the car seat installed!" Aunt Nettie playfully exclaimed.

"Hey! I told him to show me." Ziva laughed.

"Ziva I already showed you." Aunt Nettie gestured Tony to come with her index finger.

"I need to show you, Mr. DiNozzo." Tony looked back at Ziva before following Aunt Nettie;

"Try not to hog him!" she called after them.

8 and a ½ Hours into Labor: 8: 30 PM

"What about Jacob?" Ziva suggested as she played with the blue icing tube in her hand.

"I don't think I would want my son to be remembered as a Twilight star. So, rule out Edward, Jacob, Robert, or Taylor. Please. "

Ziva sighed, "What about Josiah?" Tony shrugged,

"I kinda like it. What about Armani?" Ziva smiled as she looked over at him. Aunt Nettie and Rivka strolled in,

"What are you doing?" they asked.

"Well, Ziva over there thinks the ultrasound may be wrong, so we have to pick out two names." Tony explained.

"Well what do you have?" Rivka asked as she poured herself something to drink.

"Well, I like Josiah Levi." Ziva said smugly.

Tony shrugged his shoulders slightly, "I mean it's a good name but I think Reese Armani is better."

Rivka nearly choked on her coffee, "What?" she asked.

"What? I always liked Reese and Armani sounded cool." He said simply before Ziva placed a hand on her stomach,

"Well, I don't think we'll have time to discuss it." Everybody looked over at her,

"I think my water just broke." She said quietly. Tony snapped his fingers,

"See! It's a sign, little Armani wants to come out." "Well, let's go." Aunt Nettie exclaimed as she helped Ziva stand.

"I'll get your bag. Oh wait it's already in the car" Rivka said rather smugly as she hurried out of the kitchen.

"I'll call Gibbs." Tony said as he grabbed the home phone.

"Why didn't you… call him before?" Ziva said as she tried to breathe through a contraction.

"I was taking care of you."

"Ziva, come on. We have to get you to the hospital." Aunt Nettie said as she tried to pull Ziva toward the door.

"Wait, I have to use the bathroom." Ziva said and Aunt Nettie sighed,

"Fine, I will be in the car." By the time she had said fine Ziva was already halfway to the bathroom.

"Hey Gibbs." Tony said into the phone.

"Hey DiNozzo, a little late for you to be up?" Gibbs answered smug.

"Ziva's water broke." Tony said quickly into the phone.

"Then why aren't you on your way to the hospital?" Tony said as he hurried over to the main entrance.

"We are, we're walking out the door right now." Tony said as he closed and locked the front door.

"DiNozzo make sure you didn't forget-."

"TONY!" Ziva yelled through the front door.

"Ziver." Gibbs sighed.

"Sorry, I'm sorry baby. I'm so sorry." Tony said as he unlocked the door and kissed Ziva's head multiple times.

Ziva rolled her eyes at him, "Sure." "Later Gibbs. See you soon."

Tony closed the phone shut and helped Ziva into the passenger seat of the Ford Escape.

"Please Hurry." Ziva complained as Tony turned the keys in the ignition. "I'm doing the best I can sweetie. I promise."

10 Minutes Later: 8: 40 PM

"Tony." Ziva moaned for the millionth time that minute.

"What Ziva?" Tony asked slightly annoyed.

"How come the police officers get sirens and we don't?"

"I don't know Ziva." Tony said as he nearly ran a red light.

"What's the first thing you are going ask for when you get there Ziva?" Rivka joked.

"An Epidural." Tony answered for her. Soon, Tony drove, no, sped into the Labor/ Delivery parking lot and Rivka and Aunt Nettie quickly helped Ziva out of the car.

Dr. Channing was waiting for them in the waiting room when they all staggered in.

"Hey Ziva." She said as Tony helped Ziva into a wheel chair.

"Let's get you two settled, hmmm?"

A nurse said as she ushered them down a hall, she opened a door to a large room.

It was a light blue with a hospital bed pushed up against a wall in the center, a bookshelf to the side, a large screened TV sat across from the bed, and a futon lay underneath.

"Hi I'm Meaghan; I'll be your nurse for today." Ziva nodded before Meaghan handed her a hospital robe.

Ziva quickly changed into the gown and Tony helped her up onto the bed. Meaghan got an IV started and strapped Ziva up to a fetal monitor.

She stepped out of the room, and shortly after Dr. Channing walked in.

She took a seat by Ziva, "So how far apart are your contractions?"

"About seven minutes." Tony answered before Ziva could. Dr. Channing recorded this new piece of information and nodded,

"Alright, Ziva I'm gonna check to see how far along you are, alright?" Ziva nodded and Dr. Channing rolled to the end of the bed.

Tony gently rubbed Ziva's hand as she looked up under the sheet. Ziva started fidgeting somewhat as she felt another contraction hit.

Dr. Channing threw her pair of gloves out into a nearby trashcan and set the sheets back down.

"You're about five centimeters dialed." Ziva nodded aggregately as she bit the edges of her thumb.

"I'll let your family in soon."

"No!" Ziva shouted as Dr. Channing stood to leave.

"Not yet, give me ten minutes to ourselves, please." She begged.

Dr. Channing chuckled before nodding and leaving the room.

"Tony?"

"Yes, Ziva?"

"You are to never touch me again."

"Does that include-?"

"If you have to ask, then yes."

10 Hours into Labor: 10:40 PM

"Hey." Abby whispered quietly as she and the rest of the team walked into Ziva's room.

"Sorry it took so long, we couldn't find Matt. So we just gave up." McGee said.

"How is she DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked as he took a seat on the futon.

"Well." Tony said softly taking his attention away from lightly stroking Ziva's face.

"She fell asleep about an hour or two ago, but has been cursing at me the entire time."

The whole team seem to smile at this, "Not true, I was not cursing at you when I threw that stack of movies at you." A soft, groggy, and weak voice said.

Ziva sat up and rubbed her eyes, "Morning. I think."

"Ziver go back to sleep we didn't mean to wake you, and you need your sleep." Gibbs said with a softer tone than usual.

Ziva shook her head, "No, I'm fine." "Little Armani just giving you a tough break?" Tony teased.

"Armani?" Everybody shouted.

"Yes." Ziva stated.

"We agreed that if it was a boy his name would be Reese Armani."

McGee tilted his head to the side, "Armani?" Ziva shrugged,

"It was Tony's idea."

"And don't put that in your next book!" Tony snapped and McGee faked a laugh.

"So, uh, where's you mom and aunt?" Gibbs asked.

"Gift Shop." Tony declared. Abby sighed,

"I told you we should have gone there!"

12 Hours into Labor: 12: 40 AM

With Ziva, McGee, and Abby asleep Gibbs decided it was time to have a man-to-man conversation.

"Hey DiNozzo." He called softly and he looked up slightly.

"Yeah boss?" He gestured for him to follow him into the hall way.

After Gibbs had bought them both of a cup of coffee they started walking through the garden occasionally sipping on the warm drink.

"So you ready?" Gibbs finally asked.

"Well, I mean a little. But I'm a little startled especially since you bought me coffee." Gibbs cracked a smile,

"Don't get used to it."

Tony ran his hand through his hair, "I'm kinda scared boss, I mean it's a kid!"

Gibbs slapped Tony on the back of the head, "It's a little late for that." He said smugly.

Tony sighed, "I know. It's just; I mean what if I disappoint them. I don't wanna turn into my father." Gibbs nodded understandingly.

"You won't." He said quietly.

"How do you know?" Tony asked.

"Because you haven't screwed up…yet." Tony was about to debate it when his cell phone rang, he held up a finger and flipped up the phone.

"DiNozzo." He answered.

"Tony, it's Abby. Ziva says she feels like she has to push." Abby said through the phone.

"I'll be right there Abs." Tony said as he hung up the phone.

"What happened?" Gibbs asked almost-worriedly.

"Ziva feels like she has to push." Tony stated. Gibbs patted Tony's back firmly,

"You'd better hurry."

12 ½ Hours into Labor: 1: 10 AM

"Tony, get me drugs." Ziva complained as Tony lightly rubbed her back. "

Hey, you said you wanted the, 'natural experience'."

Ziva slapped his hand away, "Then don't touch me, bastard." Tony smiled gently before wiping the few tears away from Ziva's cheeks.

"Sorry, if I could I would do it for you, but I wasn't made like that, I don't have parts like you." He admitted.

Ziva lightly rubbed his cheek, "Hey... It takes two to tango." She murmured and he moved her hair out of her face so he could kiss her forehead.

13 Hours into Labor: 2:10 AM

Tony wiped some of the sweat from Ziva's forehead and tied her hair up into a messy ponytail and Meaghan helped Ziva put her feet up on the pedestals and Dr. Channing changed into a pair of scrubs.

"Ziva, on your next contraction I want you push as hard as you can." She instructed and Ziva nodded. Tony hesitantly gave Ziva his hand,

"Try not to break it. I wanna be able to hold my kid." He whispered in her ear, Ziva smiled gently,

"Okay, next contraction. On the count of three…One, Two, THREE!" Ziva screamed as she pushed down.

"Okay, take a breath." Dr. Channing coached as Ziva's contraction ended.

Ziva let out a staggered breath as Tony moved some of her hair from her eyes.

She panted for about a minute before Dr. Channing asked, "Ready?" and Ziva acknowledged with a silent, yes.

Ziva had a few tears run down her cheeks but Tony wiped them away.

After an hour and half of pushing Dr. Channing finally said, "Give me a good one, I can tell it's like right there. Count of Three. One, Two… Three!" Dr. Channing shouted.

Ziva screamed painfully as she pushed and Dr. Channing smiled.

"Keep Pushing, I can see the head. Keep Going, there you go." She encouraged.

"It's got a full head of hair." Meaghan praised.

"Really?" Tony exclaimed.

"Let me see." Tony went to look where Dr. Channing was but Ziva grabbed him.

"You look down there, I kill you." She snarled.

Tony held his hand up in defeat, "Sorry."

Dr. Channing urged Ziva to keep pushing after becoming distracted, "Come on." and Ziva screamed louder and louder, "Least we know the head's out." Tony muttered.

A loud wail filled the room and Dr. Channing pulled the infant up and out. Tony glanced down,

"It's a-." Ziva covered his mouth.

"Wait till everybody is here." She whispered weakly.

The baby continued to cry as Meaghan set it on Ziva's stomach. "Tony, you wanna cut the umbilical cord?" she asked.

Tony nodded eagerly and took the scissors and gently cut the cord.

Ziva lightly rubbed the baby's hair as it wailed.

"Hey Baby." Ziva whispered as Meaghan wrapped it up in a yellow blanket,

"Let's let it be a surprise to you too." She said to Ziva who smiled weakly at her.

"Ziva, we're gonna go get it cleaned for you okay?" Dr. Channing asked and Ziva agreed and rested her head back on the pillow.

Meaghan took the baby to the back of the room and set it on a scale.

"We got a six pounder on our hands." She called back to them.

"At least we know it's a DiNozzo." Ziva said weakly.

Tony grinned and kissed her lightly, "My DiNozzo."

1 Hour Old: 4: 50 AM

Tony walked into the waiting room where everybody, well, at least tried to wait.

He cleared his throat, and everybody turned and looked at him. "Um, there are a couple surprises back there. That I'd, no, we would like you to meet." He said carefully, Abby quickly ran over and hugged him.

"I'm so happy for the three of you!" she exclaimed, but pulled away slightly to look him dead in the eye.

"It is only three right?" she asked carefully.

Tony nodded, "But, you wouldn't wanna keep them waiting would you?" Tony lead them down the hall way and quietly knocked on the door.

"Yes." Ziva called through the door. Tony gently pushed open the door and Ziva looked up from gently rocking the sleeping baby.

Abby squealed and carefully walked over and gasped,

"Adorable." She whispered.

"Say hi to Abby, teteleh." She murmured down to the infant.

Rivka slowly made her way over to her daughter and, Ziva gradually gave it to her.

"The baby looks like you." Rivka grinned.

"Can you say shalom? Or Savta?" she said as she lightly bounced the baby. Gibbs peered over Rivka's shoulder,

"Are you sure she's DiNozzo's, she much too adorable to be his." Rivka looked up at him before gently giving him the baby.

"Congrats, you guys." McGee said awkwardly,

Tony noticed this tone and decided to make fun of it, "What? Tiny Tim doesn't like kids?" McGee rolled his eyes at him. "

It's just weird to see you and Ziva with a kid." He whispered by Tony's ear.

"Get use to it probie."

"Hey, where's your Aunt?" Abby asked.

"She swooped in to see the baby a little while before, but said she wanted to do something at the house." Tony said as she sat on the edge of the bed by Ziva.

"No fair! How come she gets know?" Abby pouted slightly, Gibbs smoothly gave the baby back to Ziva who kissed the baby's nose.

"I love you, I love you little-." Tony kissed her gently to stop her from revealing their secret.

Abby groaned out loud, "Come on. Tell us." She pleaded. Ziva looked at Tony who shrugged, "There can only be one Reese Armani."

Abby gasped.

"But this is not him." Tony finished with a great big DiNozzo grin on his face.

"Say Hi Aimee." Ziva said as she lightly rubbed the baby's arm.

"What is her full name again?" McGee asked.

"Aimee Jenesis DiNozzo." Ziva clarified.

"Jenesis with a J." Tony emphasized.

"Can I hold her Ziva?" Abby asked eagerly and Ziva nodded.

She gently placed the baby girl into her arms,

"Hey Aimee. I'm Abby, but you can call me double A, okay? Or Aunt Abby." She whispered.

"Abby please don't try and convince my daughter to sleep in a coffin." Tony joked, and everybody in the room laughed.

Aimee began squirming and fussing in Abby's arms and soon starting crying.

"What'd I do?" Abby asked concerned.

Ziva took Aimee back into her arms and lightly patted her back.

"All this commotion wake you? You just wanna sleep, hmmm? " She murmured.

"That's how we know she's a DiNozzo." Tony stated proudly.

"She being Six Pounds means she's a DiNozzo." She retorted back.

"What are her measurements?" Abby asked inquisitively.

"Um, a Good. Six Pounds, Nine ounces." Ziva asked looking for confirmation from Tony.

"Yeah, um. Sixteen inches." Tony confirmed and Abby pumped her fists in the air.

"Ha! I told you! Pay up!"

McGee handed Abby a couple of large bills along with Gibbs.

"You were betting on how much my daughter would weigh?" Tony asked sarcastically.

Abby handed Tony half of the money, "For Diapers." She stated and he nodded, "Thanks."

Aimee lightly clung to Ziva's wedding necklace, Ziva looked down at her.

"Mine." She whispered down to her. Aimee looked up at her and for the first time she saw her eyes.

They were a profound deep chocolate brown and were almost like endless pools of chocolate kisses,

"Tony." She breathed. Tony glanced over at Ziva and lightly rubbed Aimee's back.

"What, sweet cheeks?" he asked kindly.

Ziva shifted Aimee so Tony could see her eyes.

"Now you know what I see when I look at you." He whispered into her ear.

"They're beautiful." Ziva said. Abby gazed down at Aimee,

"She's defiantly Ziva's daughter." She said quietly trying not to startle her, she reached behind her back and handed Tony a big pink box.

"Open it." Abby urged.

Tony slowly tore off the ribbon and opened the box; he pulled up a black onesie and in big white letters it read, "If you see a smile on my face, you know Aunt Abby was here." Ziva smiled,

"Thank You, Abby."

"When are guys being released?" Abby asked excitedly.

"Tomorrow or the next day." Tony stated.

"We'll see you guys tomorrow because Vance might freak if all his agents aren't there." McGee said and Abby groaned, "Don't be a party pooper McGee." She whined.

"He's right Abs, and you'll see em' later." Gibbs said as he placed his hand on her shoulder.

Abby sighed before kissing Aimee's head,

"See you later." She side-hugged both Ziva and Tony before Gibbs pressed his lips to her forehead.

"Later." He whispered.

He lightly rubbed Aimee's hair, "Tomorrow Jenesis." McGee shook Tony's hand and hugged Ziva,

"See you guys soon." Both of the new parents nodded, Gibbs and the rest of the pack left after that.

"I Love You Aimee Jenesis." Tony said as he lightly rubbed Aimee's olive-toned skin.

"She loves you too." Rivka said quietly. Abby came back bounding back in with bouquets of flowers, stuffed animals, and balloons.

"I couldn't help it."

10 Minutes Later: 5: AM

Aimee began fussing and wailing as Ziva tried to calm her, "What's wrong?" Tony asked as he took her into his arms.

"What's wrong with Daddy's Little Girl?" He gently bounced her but the crying only got louder.

"She may be hungry." Rivka said sleepily from the couch.

"Oh. That's not my job." Tony said, gingerly handing Aimee back to Ziva.

She made a funny face toward him,

"You know, we could switch." She stated.

Tony eventually fetched Meaghan back to their room where she showed Ziva exactly how exactly to nurse Aimee.

Tony helped Ziva shrug off the shoulder of her gown and Meaghan helped her position Aimee properly.

"I'll check on you later." Meaghan said before she left the couple alone again.

Ziva squirmed under her daughter's touch,

"Feels…Weird." She said as she covered Aimee with the new blanket Aunt Nettie had given them before she had left.

"You'll get used to it." Rivka said groggily, it was obvious she was about to fall asleep.

"I hope so." She murmured. Tony removed the blanket and peeked at his daughter,

"She eats like a DiNozzo." He joked, Ziva swatted at him.

"I'll make sure you change her then." Tony smirked,

"Of Course."

3 Hours Old: 8 AM

Matthew lightly knocked on Ziva's door and lightly pushed the door open. Rivka was asleep on the couch with Tony's coat sprawled on top of her.

Ziva had her head lying on Tony's shoulder, who was sitting beside her on the bed and had slid his arm around her waist as she snored quietly and Aimee was lying beside them in a bassinette, her eyes looking around at the world around her.

"Hey, little girl. At least I think you're a girl, you're too pretty to be boy. But if you're a boy. I'm sorry." He said quietly as he picked her up.

"I'm your Uncle Matthew. But you can just call me Uncle Matt."

Aimee lightly reached out to touched his nose, "No, I think you have your daddy's nose."

"Yes, she does." A soft voice said.

Matthew looked over at Ziva, "Sorry, did I wake you?"

Ziva shook her head, "No, I thought Aimee might be hungry by now." Ziva said quietly.

"Well, let me give you your baby." Matt said before he handed her to Ziva.

Ziva lightly placed a kiss on Aimee's nose, "She's got Tony's nose, ya know?" Matt said, and Ziva nodded,

"She acts like Tali, I know you never met her, but she's just like her." Ziva said as tears threatened to fall. Matt brushed them off for her,

"Don't." he whispered.

Ziva smiled, "You may wanna turn around or something." Matt furrowed his eyebrows together,

"Why?" he asked and Ziva smirked.

"What do you think I am supposed to feed her with?" Ziva asked with a firm smirk on her face.

Matthew failed to take the hint and Ziva rolled her eyes,

"Did mom not teach you anything?" she asked.

Matthew slanted his head to the side still totally confused.

"What's your favorite part of chicken to eat?" He thought about it for a few seconds, rubbing his tongue on the inside of his mouth.

"It's not like I haven't seen a set before." He said and before backing it up with, "Well, not yours but-"

"Just hush." Ziva said as Aimee began crying.

Ziva gently rocked Aimee singing her a soft lullaby, "Sssshhh, you don't wanna wake Daddy and Grandma up do you?"

"Too late." Tony groaned as he rubbed his eyes open.

"Hey Matt." He said groggily.

"Hey Tony, congrats."

"Thanks. But this is gonna be you in a few months."

"Not this hectic, I hope." Rivka muttered as she sat up.

"Why is everybody getting up?" Ziva asked as she lifted Aimee up so she could reach the blanket.

"I was going to get breakfast." Rivka stated simply.

Tony nodded slowly, "Can you pick me up a coffee?" Tony asked.

Rivka yawned and agreed she followed Matthew out of the room.

Ziva shifted off the side of her gown and placed Aimee in the most comfortable place against her chest and covered her with the blanket.

"Welcome to the World." Tony said as she kissed her head.

"More like welcome to a new life."

All right, so I hope you guys liked it because this took me a long time to write! (I had it planned from like the beginning, though.) Leave me reviews, because I enjoy them! Thanks, for the old ones and the new ones. And trust me, I think I have a few more chapters left in me before I post the pre-sequel, and actual sequel.