Hey, I'm back! I'm so sorry for not updating in a whole week, but I have suffered from a writings block and it's really annoying! But here is chapter five and I promise I'll work as fast as I can to get chapter six up soon.
I got a lot of answers to my Jibbs and McAbby question, and I've got to say they were really different. I have made a decision and it is that I will probably make hints to it, but there won't be anything specific, I hope that will be okay with all of you.
Thank you for the reviews, I really enjoy reading them, continue to let them come (:
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Once again Tony woke at the feeling of someone bolting out of the bed and shortly after he heard the sound of Ziva throwing up. Tony rolled out of the bed at walked towards the bathroom.
"Ziva?" he asked softly. "You okay?"
"I am fine, Tony. Just go back to bed," Ziva said and as soon as the words were out of her mouth she leaned over the toilet to throw up again.
Tony sat down next to her and when she was done throwing up she leaned her head against his shoulder and relaxed the muscles of her body.
They sat in silence for a couple of minutes before they heard the alarm go off in the bedroom.
"We should probably get ready now," Ziva said as she tried to stand up.
"Yeah," Tony mumbled and stood up, reaching out a hand to Ziva to grab onto.
Ziva showered first and then Tony. When both of them were showered and dressed Ziva started to pack her back.
"No, no, no!" Tony said.
"What?"
"You need to eat."
"But I am not hungry," Ziva protested.
"You need to eat."
"I do not want to eat right now."
"Okay, compromise," Tony said after a minute of silence, "We buy something on our way to the office and you eat it there."
"Fine," Ziva huffed.
Tony and Ziva drove to the HQ together, only making a stop to get something to eat for both of them. When they arrived there was no one in the bullpen but they knew that Gibbs had to be somewhere in the building because there was an empty coffee cup in his trashcan.
"Hey Ziva?" Tony said when they had been sitting in silence for a good ten minutes.
Ziva looked up at him, silently telling him he could continue.
"Do you think you'll get the answers today?"
Ziva looked confused. "What answers?"
"You know – the answers."
"I am not following you Tony," Ziva said.
Tony rolled his eyes and looked around to see if Gibbs was anywhere in sight, "The answers from the doctor."
"Oh," Ziva said, "Maybe."
Gibbs walked into the bullpen and sat down at his desk, soon after the phone rang.
"Gibbs," Gibbs said.
There was a silent conversation and Gibbs stood up, Tony quickly followed.
"Where to, Boss?"
"You, nowhere, me, the lab."
"Oh," Tony said down again.
The day went by slowly. About an hour after Tony and Ziva had arrived McGee had come rushing in, apologizing to Gibbs for being late. There hadn't been a case so everyone had been doing paperwork. Once in a while McGee had disappeared, probably down to Abby's lab. Around lunch things became a little more interesting.
Ziva's phone rang; she stared at it for a couple of seconds before picking up.
"David," she said into the phone, the eyes of her co-workers darted to her.
"Yes, yes, thank you, yes, I will, okay, goodbye," was everything she said, her face completely emotionless the entire conversation.
When she had hung up she excused herself and walked down to Abby's lab, the eyes of her co-workers still glued to her.
Ziva walked to the elevator in a trance-like state. What was she going to do? What would everyone say? Were the questions that were swimming around in her head. Her first thought was to go down to Abby, but now she wasn't so sure anymore. Ziva walked into the elevator and pushed to button for Abby's lab, but as soon as it started moving she flicked the emergency button and slid down the wall so she was sitting on the floor, knees to the chest, arms round the legs and her head resting against her knees.
Out in the bullpen there was a weird silence. No one dared to say anything, not even Gibbs whom normally said something whether it was the right time or not.
Fifteen minutes later Gibbs got a call from Abby saying that she had found something to help a cold-case.
"Abby?" Gibbs asked into the phone.
"Yes Gibbs."
"Is that everything?"
Abby was confused by his question, "Yes? Why? Should there be anything else?"
"Haven't you been talking to Ziva?"
"No?" Abby said, "Was I supposed to?"
"She said she was going down to your lab," Gibbs looked at his watch, "fifteen minutes ago."
"She hasn't been here," Abby said, now nervous that something had happened to her friend.
"Okay," Gibbs said. "Bye Abs," he hung up.
"DiNozzo!"
Tony looked up, "Yes Boss?"
"Call Ziva."
"Boss?" Tony asked, "Why?"
"Just do it DiNozzo."
Tony picked up the phone and dialed Ziva's cell-phone number, five seconds later they heard a ringing coming from Ziva's desk. Gibbs walked to the desk and found Ziva's phone lying next to the computer keyboard. He opened her desk-drawer and saw that her Sig was still there.
"McGee," Gibbs said, "Find her car."
McGee pushed a couple of buttons on his keyboard, "It's in the parking garage, Boss."
Gibbs exhaled sharply and walked towards the ladies room.
He barged through the door but only one woman was standing at the sink.
"Agent Gibbs, what are you doing in here?"
"I'm looking for Ziva," he answered, she – the woman at the sink – was the only one who could get him to answer her when she was that rude, not because she was the Director, but because she did something special to him, he couldn't explain it, there was just something about her.
"And why are you looking for Ziva in here?" she asked.
"Because fifteen minutes ago she said she would go down to Abby's, but she hasn't been there, her phone and her Sig is still at her desk and her car is in the parking garage."
"Well, then I'm sure she is here somewhere," Jenny said as she dried off her hands.
"It isn't Ziva-like to just disappear like that," Gibbs said, he was a little worried, not that he would ever admit it.
Jenny walked out of the restrooms and Gibbs followed her. "Did she go to the elevator?" she asked.
"Yes, she did," Gibbs answered immediately.
"Have you checked if they are working?"
Gibbs didn't answer; he just walked to the elevator and pushed the call button a couple of times, when nothing happened he knew where she was.
Gibbs walked back to the bullpen where Tony and McGee were sitting in tense silence.
"She's in the elevator," Gibbs announced.
"And how do you know that?" Tony asked.
"When you call for it, it doesn't arrive."
"Oh," Tony said. "How are we going to get her out of there?" he asked after a couple of seconds.
"Ask her to come out," Gibbs said.
"And how are you planning on doing that?"
"Well, we must assume that she pushed the button for Abby's lab, so, the elevator is somewhere between here and Abby's lab and Abby's lab is right downstairs so she's able to hear what we're saying if we shout to her."
"Gibbs, she's an ex-Mossad assassin, how are we going to convince her to start the elevator again?"
Gibbs head-slapped him.
"Okay, I guess you plan will work," Tony said quickly.
Gibbs, Tony, McGee and Jenny walked to the elevator; Gibbs banged loudly on the doors of the elevator a couple of times.
"Ziver, open the elevator doors," he shouted and banged on the doors a couple of times again.
Inside the elevator Ziva was still sitting in the floor with her arms around her legs and her head resting on her knees. When she heard the banging on the doors, she had no idea how long time had passed since she first walked in here. Her muscles were a little stiff from sitting in the same position for who knew how long. Her thoughts weren't clearer than before, they were just spinning faster. When she heard Gibbs shout to her that she should open the doors she slowly stood up, she stretched all of her muscles before she flicked the emergency button again.
Outside the elevator Gibbs, Tony, McGee and Jenny heard the elevator start again and Tony and McGee let out their breath.
When the elevator door opened they revealed a very non-composed looking Ziva. Tony became worried, he was pretty sure that the one who had called her was the doctor and now he worried that it was bad news. Gibbs also looked concerned, no one but Jenny really noticed. McGee was as clueless as ever, yes, he could see that something was wrong, but he didn't have a clue to what it could be. Jenny had about the same thoughts as Tony, as she was the only one who knew – besides Tony of course – that Ziva had been to the doctor yesterday.
"Hey Ziver?" Gibbs asked.
Ziva looked up at him cleared her throat once and answered, "Yes Gibbs?"
"What were you doing in there for fifteen minutes?"
Ziva had a little trouble answering. What could she say? She really didn't want to tell anyone, she just wanted to go home or go shoot someone. "Thinking," Ziva finally answered.
"Does this thinking-thing have anything to do with the phone-call you got?" Gibbs asked.
"Yes, it does."
Gibbs began to stare her down, waiting for her to continue, "Well, David. Care to share?"
"I think we should move this somewhere quieter," Jenny cut in as Ziva didn't answer Gibbs' latest question.
Jenny began to lead the group upstairs. When they reached the bullpen Gibbs dismissed McGee and Tony. Tony gave Ziva a look before he turned to sit at his chair.
"DiNozzo can come with us," Jenny said as she saw the look Tony gave Ziva.
"No he can't," Gibbs said.
"Yes he can, Agent Gibbs," Jenny said sternly.
Gibbs heard the tone of authority in her voice and let it drop.
When the little group reached the stairs Ziva turned to Gibbs, "Gibbs, is there any possibility that you would agree to stay here while I talk to the Director and Tony?"
Gibbs looked closely at Ziva and decided to let her have her way, for once.
Gibbs nodded his head, "Okay," he said, "I have to go check with Abby anyway."
Ziva let out the breath she hadn't even realized she had been holding.
Tony looked amazed; Gibbs had let Ziva have her way! Well, it probably had something to do with that it looked like she was about to break down, not something you often saw with the ex-Mossad assassin.
Jenny, Tony and Ziva walked to Jenny's office in silence and when they finally were inside Jenny closed the door behind them. Jenny sat down in the chair at her desk and motioned for Ziva and Tony to each move at chair so they could sit across from her. When they all were settled Jenny turned to Ziva.
"So," she began, "I'm guessing that was the doctor on the phone?"
Ziva nodded her head slightly, "Yes," she said, barely above a whisper.
Ziva, come on, please tell us!" Tony finally said; he had been dying to know what it was the doctor had said.
Ziva looked at Jenny who nodded, "I'm pregnant," Ziva said, her voice had a little more volume than before but it wasn't much.
Tony froze, "I'm- You're- I- What?" Tony stuttered.
Ziva cleared her throat, "I'm pregnant," she said more clearly this time and looked at Tony again.
Jenny, who had been silent since Ziva had said she was pregnant for the first time, had been watching their interaction with interest. The reaction Tony got was the cherry on the cake; they were definitely in a relationship.
"But how can you be pregnant?" Tony said.
"Well, I believe it have something to do with that I have sex," Ziva said deadpan.
"Yeah, well, I know that, but how?"
Ziva gave Tony a look and he looked at Jenny, she looked like she found their conversation interesting.
"Does Gibbs know about this?" she asked.
"About my pregnancy? I admit that he is good, but I did not even know until fifteen minutes ago and I have not really talked to him since," Ziva said.
"I mean about you and Tony," Jenny said.
Tony and Ziva shared a look, "No he does not," Ziva finally said.
"How did you know?" Tony asked seconds after Ziva's statement.
"It's pretty obvious," Jenny said, "With your reaction and the fact that it was you and not Gibbs she wanted here, now."
"Oh," Tony said lamely.
"Director, could you please not tell Gibbs?" Ziva asked.
"It Jenny, Ziva. And I'm pretty sure he will find out sometime."
"I know that he will find out, but could we please wait to tell him until Tony and I have talked about things?"
"Of course, I will let it be up to the two of you when you are going to tell him."
"Tell Gibbs?" Tony exclaimed. "I will be head-slapped all the way into the next century!"
Ziva smiled a little and Jenny got a 'look' in her eyes, it only lasted for a couple of seconds and no one noticed.
"Well, we have to tell Gibbs at sometime because he will want to know what I was thinking about while being in the elevator, and he will probably get McGee to find the number that called me."
"I will tell him to drop it for the day, but I can't do anything about tomorrow," Jenny said, "So if I were you I would go home after work today and talk things through."
Tony and Ziva both nodded and rose to leave Jenny's office.
"And I don't care about your relationship, it's only Gibbs who has problems with Agents dating," Jenny said as they reached the door.
Both of them turned and gave Jenny a genuine smile before opening the door and walking down to the bullpen.
As soon as Tony ad Ziva had left her office Jenny had her phone at her ear.
"Jethro, I need you to let Ziva and Tony off the hook about what we have been talking about, they'll tell you soon enough."
"They're my best Agents, I need to know what's going on inside their heads," Gibbs argued.
"Let it go for today and I'll take you out to dinner," Jenny said.
Gibbs sighed, that wasn't fair; she knew he couldn't resist a dinner invitation from her. "Fine, but I'll get them to talk tomorrow!"
"Yeah okay, see you at my house at 2000 hours."
"Yeah, sure, see ya'."
Tony and Ziva heard the last words of Gibbs' conversation as they walked into the bullpen. They sat down at their desks in silence and began on the paperwork. They got a couple of looks from Gibbs but he didn't say anything. The rest of the day continued in silence. At one point Tony went out to buy lunch to the team. Gibbs dismissed them at 1800 hours and they all left quickly. McGee went to Abby's lab to take her home, and Tony and Ziva want to the car in silence.
When they were sitting in the car Tony talked for the first time, "So, your place or mine?" he asked.
"My place," Ziva said.
Tony nodded and put the car in drive. The ride to Ziva's apartment was quiet both of them were preparing for the conversation they both knew was coming.
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So, this was chapter five, hope you liked it (:
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One child or twins? Boy? Girl? Boys? Girls? Boy and girl? And how do you think/believe the conversation between Tony and Ziva will go?
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