Garh! I owe you guy a huge apology. I'm sorry I didn't update earlier, but this story really annoys me! And I'm sorry that this chapter isn't longer, but now I just wanted to get it out to you guys.
And by the way, I have gotten one of my friends to read the story and give me some inspiration, she's not totally into NCIS, but I really hope that she can help me because she has the best imagination and fantasy and all that stuff (:
I do not own NCIS, if I did, Tony and Ziva would've hooked up, like a million years ago! (:
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The standard Samsung ringtone woke Tony from his lovely sleep. He pulled his arms away from Ziva to let her sleep and answered the annoying phone.
"DiNozzo," he answered tiredly.
The wasn't any answer on the other end and Tony pulled the phone away to look at the caller ID, it was Gibbs, it wasn't like Gibbs to call and then just hang up.
"Hello?" Tony asked into the phone.
"DiNozzo?" came the answer.
"Yes Boss?"
"Why are you answering Ziva's phone?"
Tony pulled the phone away and looked around the bedroom to see another phone lying on the floor, he turned the phone he had in his hand and saw the little sticker on the backside, true enough, this was Ziva's phone.
"Ehm, well," Tony started.
"DiNozzo, I don't want to hear it right now, right now I just want you and Ziva at the headquarters in an hour."
"Yes, Boss," Tony answered and hung up. He then looked at the bedside watch, 0530 AM. "Come on, you've got to be kidding me!" he said loudly to himself, "It's Saturday, I want to sleep."
Right then Ziva stirred beside him before she rolled over onto her back and opened her eyes.
"We need to go to the HQ, Gibbs wants us there in an hour," Tony told her when he saw she was awake.
"Why are you holding my phone?" she simply asked.
"Riiiight! We might have some explaining to do, I accidently answered your phone and it was Gibbs on the line, but he just told us to be there in an hour."
"Okay," Ziva said as she rose from the bed. "I am going to take a shower and then get dressed."
"Can I join you?" Tony asked.
Ziva gave him a look.
"I mean, to spare time, and I could wash your hair for you?"
Ziva eyed him for a moment before nodding her acceptance. Tony jumped up and followed her to the bathroom.
Forty-five minutes later they had showered and gotten dressed.
"We need to go," Ziva said.
"You have to eat first."
"We do not have the time to eat, we have to be there in fifteen minutes and it is a twenty minutes drive."
"If you drive it's only a ten minutes drive," Tony argued back.
"I cannot eat something in five minutes."
"Okay, then, you'll eat something when we get there."
"Fine," Ziva huffed, "Now give me the keys to the car."
Tony handed over the car keys and they locked up and went to the car.
Ten minutes and a couple of 'Watch out Ziva!' later, they were at the headquarters. They went to the bullpen to see only Gibbs there with his large cup of coffee.
"Where's Probie?" Tony asked Gibbs.
"Down with Abby, sit down and get to work."
"Gibbs, it is Saturday, why are we here?"
"Because we have the weekend watch."
"Come on, we had that one two weeks ago, why do we have this one too?" Tony complained.
"So we can have the one next week off, now get to work," Gibbs said.
Tony and Ziva sat down and started to look for details on the body they found yesterday.
"Hey Ziva," Tony said fifteen minutes later, "Did you eat something?"
"No I did not," Ziva said.
"You promised."
"Well, you break promises too."
"When was the last time I broke a promise?"
Ziva pondered over this for a moment, "Two weeks ago, I borrowed you a book and you promised to read at least half of it, but you didn't."
"And why do you think that I didn't read half of that book."
"Because if you had, you would have commented on what happens on page 168."
Tony was silent for a moment, trying to figure out what he could do so she believed that he really had read that book, he couldn't find a way out. "Okay, no I didn't read that book, but reading a book isn't as important as eating when you're-" Tony suddenly stopped talking and glanced to Gibbs who had suddenly gotten the interrogation-look in his eyes.
"Are you going to finish that sentence, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked after a moment of silence.
"I- ehh- I don't- ehh…" Tony said.
"No he is not going to finish that sentence," Ziva said.
"And why is that?" Gibbs asked.
"Because it is not his sentence to finish," Ziva said while shooting Tony a death-glare before returning her eyes to Gibbs.
"Well, he surely started it, David."
"But he is not going to finish it," Ziva said.
"Then who is?" Gibbs asked, a smile threatening in the corner of his eyes.
Ziva looked at Tony to see him looking at her, she saw him nod a tiny nod before she returned her eyes to Gibbs. Ziva took a deep breath before she spoke, "I am."
After a couple of seconds of silence Gibbs spoke, "Well? What is the ending of that sentence?"
"Tony was going to say: but reading a book is not as important as eating when you are," she stopped for a moment and took another deep breath, "pregnant," she finally go out.
"As when you are what?" Gibbs asked in disbelief.
"Pregnant," Ziva said again and looked Gibbs directly into the eyes.
"You're pregnant?" Gibbs asked, still not believing it.
"Yes."
"And does the father know?"
"Yes."
"Are you going to tell me who the father is?" Gibbs asked.
"Only if he does not mind you knowing," Ziva said.
Tony rose from his desk and spoke before anyone could say anything, "He doesn't mind."
Gibbs's eyes immediately went to Tony, to Ziva and then back to Tony again.
"You're the father?" Gibbs asked.
Tony walked to stand beside Ziva's desk, "Yes, I am."
"And when were you two going to tell me that she is pregnant?" Gibbs asked.
"Soon," Ziva told him as she stood up too, to stand beside Tony, just waiting for the major head-slap that would surely come soon enough.
"You do remember rule #12, right?"
"Yes," mumbled both Ziva and Tony.
"Then how can Ziva be pregnant with your child?" Gibbs asked Tony.
"Well, you know. It kind of slipped our mind, you know. A caught up in the moment thingy-thing. Must have happened to you too some time, right?" Tony stopped his babbling abruptly when Ziva elbowed him and gave him a look.
"So, because my two best agents got 'caught up in the moment' I'm now a man short for a year?"
"A YEAR?" Ziva exclaimed.
"Well yes David, a year," Gibbs said.
"I cannot go for a whole year without doing something!"
"Ziva, that's the rules, when you hit six months you are not allowed in the field and then when the baby is born you will need some time off."
"Then what am I supposed to do when I am not allowed in the field?"
"Desk duty."
"Desk duty?"
By now almost everyone, on the same floor as team Gibbs, was gathered around the little group and listening intently to the conversation. Tony looked around and saw all the stares, he poked Ziva lightly in the shoulder and she turned to look at him, an angry expression in her eyes.
"Maybe we should move this somewhere else?" Tony said.
Gibbs nodded and motioned for them to follow him. On the way to the Directors office they ran into McGee and an over-excited Abby.
"What happed?" Abby asked as soon as she saw the facial-expressions of her fellow co-workers.
"Our dear DiNozzo here got himself in a lot of trouble," Gibbs answered.
"What about Ziva, Boss?" Tony asked. He was rewarded by an elbow in the stomach by Ziva.
"Well, it's you who is going to survive the hormones," Gibbs said.
"Oh," Tony said and got a glazed-over look in the eyes.
"What hormones? Why? OH! I know, I know, I know!" Abby yelled.
"Abby! Keep it down," Ziva hissed.
"Timmy, I knew it was going to happen. They are a match made in heaven. Pay up Timmy! Uhh, I'm going to be rich!" Abby squealed before running off, pulling McGee with her.
"What was that about?" Ziva asked confused after a couple of seconds of silence.
"I think Abby just won the bet that has been going around since Ziva started," Gibbs said, surprising both Ziva and Tony by knowing what exactly Abby had been talking about.
They continued up the stairs to the Directors office, Gibbs walked straight in with Tony and Ziva following behind.
"Agent Gibbs," Jenny said, nodding at him. Then she saw Tony and Ziva. "I guess you told him?" she asked them. They both nodded.
"Tony could not keep his big mouth shut," Ziva said, glaring at Tony, again.
"So this was what you talked about two days ago," Gibbs said. (A/N Sorry if the timeline is wrong but I tried)
"Yes," Ziva said.
"Jethro, why are you up here?" Jenny asked.
"Because Tony wanted to move our conversation someplace more quiet," Gibbs said.
"And why did it end up being my office?"
"Because I wanted to know if you knew and if you knew, why the hell you hadn't told me."
"I knew, and I didn't tell you because it wasn't my thing to tell, and Tony didn't know when Ziva told me and they asked if they could get a chance to talk things over before they told you."
Gibbs accepted Jenny's answer and turned to his two agents.
"So, when did you get 'caught up in the moment'?"
Ziva looked at Tony before she answered. "Paris," she said.
Gibbs turned to Jenny, "What did I tell you?"
"Well, it isn't my fault that your agents look like us, is it?" Jenny said, but as soon as the words left her mouth she regretted them, the team wasn't supposed to know. "That line does not leave this room!" she said to Tony and Ziva, they both nodded.
"Hey Ziva," Tony whispered. Ziva looked at him, encouraging him to continue, "Do tell him now?"
"Tell me what now?" Gibbs asked.
"I guess we do," Tony said.
"Ehm, Gibbs. I do not know how far along I am so I do not know when I got pregnant."
"Excuse me, what?"
"I might have gotten pregnant later than Paris."
"WHAT? When?"
"Well, every when between Paris and, ehm, now." Ziva said.
"So you are telling me that you didn't just break rule #12 once, but that you are still breaking it?"
"Yes," Tony said.
"Tell me why I shouldn't fire you two."
"Because if you do, you lose your two best agents."
"All right, I think this is the right time to cut in," Jenny said, "First of all, Agent Gibbs, you can't fire my people, second of all, we both know that rule 12 is totally screwed already."
"Why?" Gibbs asked.
"Well, Tony and Ziva is breaking it, and I'm pretty sure that Abby and McGee are too."
"Oh."
"Yes, so this conversation is now over, Ziva, we will talk about you leave when we know how far along you are."
"Yes ma'am," Ziva said.
"You may all go back to work now," Jenny dismissed them and they all left her office.
'SMACK'
"Ouch!" Tony yelled, "What was that for Boss?"
"For breaking rule #12," Gibbs answered.
"Oh, right, then why doesn't Ziva get a head-slap, I didn't break the rule alone."
"She's pregnant DiNozzo, I don't slap pregnant women."
"Huh."
'SMACK'
"Then what was that for?"
"For benching my best agent."
"That's not fair Boss, it wasn't like we planned it or anything."
"Things happen for a reason DiNozzo!" Gibbs yelled as he walked towards the elevator, probably to go for coffee.
"That went well," Tony said, somewhat sarcastically, to Ziva as soon as Gibbs was out of sight.
"I believe so," Ziva said with a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"Yeah well, you didn't get two major head-slaps!"
"No I did not," Ziva smiled and Tony made a face at her before they both went back to work.
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Hello again! Just wanted to say goodbye :b
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