Ziva counts the days on her calendar, something is off. Realization washes over her face and she inwardly groans. This is not good. That night after work, she and Bella head over to her house, as it is roomier than Ziva's apartment, and Ziva looks over at Bella blankly.

"Bella, can I ask a favor of you?" Ziva asks, gaining the brunette's attention.

Turning to see Ziva's worried expression, "Sure, Zi. What's up?"

Looking down at her hands, Ziva sucks in a breath. "I am late."

Bella is just about to ask her what she's late for when she mentally smacks the back of her head, "Are you sure?"

Nodding, Ziva answers, "Yes. I am only late by three days, but I am never late. Every month, like clock work, but not this month."

Bella nods, "Have you told Tony yet?"

Shaking her head, she answers, "No. There is nothing to tell. I do not know for sure. Why tell him if I do not know anything, right?"

"Yeah, sure," Bella says, sitting next to her friend for moral support.

Looking nervously over at Bella, "Would you go with me? To get a test?"

Bella nods, giving Ziva a small smile, "Of course."

~*~

After going to the nearest drugstore to buy a pregnancy test, the duo returns to Bella's house. Holding the plastic bag in her hand, Ziva turns to her friend, "Do you mind if I use your restroom Bella?"

"Go ahead Ziva. I have a lot of boxes in the spare so go ahead and use the one that's in my room."

Ziva nods mutely and walks towards Bella's room, shutting the door to the bedroom and the bathroom behind her. She takes out the box and reads the instructions. Following what they say to do, she sits on the edge of the tub. Looking at her watch every so often; three to five minutes has never taken so long before.

Her timer on her watch finally goes off and she stands, walking the short distance to the bathroom sink. Oh, boy.

A knock on the bathroom door breaks her out of her trance, "Ziva, you ok?"

Getting no response, Bella opens the door to be met with Ziva's tear stained face. Glancing down at the test on her sink, Bella looks back up at Ziva, pulling her in for a hug. "It'll all be ok, Ziva."

"You do not know that," Ziva hiccups, "I do not think that Tony would be all too thrilled."

"Tony is head over heels for you, Ziva. He'd be crazy to not want you or this baby. I'll go with you to the doctor tomorrow, and we'll get this confirmed ok? You won't have to tell anyone until you're ready, and I promise I won't tell anyone," Bella vows to her seemingly broken friend.

Ziva nods, and swipes the tears from her face, "Thank you, Bella."

~*~

"Ziva David?" a young nurse calls out.

Bella stands along with Ziva who corrects the girl on the pronunciation of her last name, "It is pronounced 'Da-veed'."

Nodding, the nurse apologizes, "I'm sorry, ma'am. Follow me please."

Waiting seems to be taking the longest, Ziva is sitting on the examination table, and Bella is sitting off to the side. She's taken the doctor's stool; it's something she's always done. She's swiveling side to side out of boredom, not knowing what to say to ease Ziva's nerves.

Finally, the doctor walks in. He explains the procedure that he's going to perform and turns to Bella, "You are?"

"Bella Woods, I'm her friend, Doc."

The doctor nods, "Uh-huh, is this your guys' first baby?"

Ziva jumps in immediately, "Oh no, we are not 'together' she is my friend and co-worker, she is here for moral support. We are very much in love with our boyfriends. Now please, get on with your procedure before I find a paperclip."

Bella clasps a hand over her mouth to hold in the laughter, and the doctor is too stunned to say anything. He mumbles an apology and gets to work.

~*~

In the car, Ziva turns to Bella. "A false positive?"

Bella shrugs, "It's been known to happen, Ziva. Just think, now you don't have to tell Tony if you don't want to. We can forget this whole thing ever happened."

"Yes, I suppose you are right."

(At Bella's home)

Hopping out of Bella's shower, Tim dries himself off when he knocks some makeup into the trashcan. Bending down to retrieve it, he catches a glimpse of something plastic. Picking up the end with the finger grip he realizes it's a pregnancy test. It was positive.

~*~

Several days pass since Tim found the test in Bella's bathroom and she had yet to breathe a word to him about it. Glancing at her for the hundredth time that day, maybe she doesn't know how to tell him. That had to be it.

Work was as slow was it could be. There were no calls, though in a way Tim was grateful. It meant that she was able to sit and take it easy instead of running around like a chicken missing its head. However, it also meant that they had to work on cold cases, which meant lugging a box of files up from the storage area.

Seeing Bella carrying several boxes of files, Tim moves to her side. "Bella let me take these."

Shaking her head no, "I've got these aligned perfectly. I'm fine."

She'll miscarry if she carries anything to heavy. Reaching for the boxes, "Please, let me help."

"Tim, stop." She gives him an annoyed glare, "I can handle these. Go help Tony."

Watching her retreating form, concern eats at him before turning into frustration and irritation. Was she purposely trying to miscarry? He was good enough to fool around with but not have a child with?

~*~

Bella glances over at Tim before sighing. Since the incident with the file boxes he had been snappy and short with everyone, including Gibbs. He even growled at Abby, which he never does. He was just trying to help. Grabbing her jacket, she stops in front of his desk, waiting until he looks at her. "What do you say to a quiet evening at my house?"

This was it. She was going to tell him. Feeling some of his anger melt away he nods "Sounds great Bells. I'll meet you there?"

~*~

Bella pulls out a bottle of open wine and pours herself a glass before heading up to her bedroom. All she wanted was a nice relaxing shower and to curl up with Tim for a movie.

Seeing the wine glass, What?! Tim takes the glass from her before he shakes his head, "What are you thinking?"

Stunned, she stares at him. "Me? What the hell was that about? "What has your panties in a twist Tim? You've been acting like something crawled up your butt all day."

First she doesn't tell him, then fights with him at work, and now wine. He had enough of playing ignorant. "I know Bella."

WTF? What is he talking about? "Know what?"

"I saw it Bella. Why didn't you tell me?"

"What is it that I am supposed to have told you Tim? I have no idea what you are talking about."

Throwing his hands up in frustration, "The baby. Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?"

Bella pauses, confusion on her face, "Baby? Tim what are you talking about?"

He points to her bathroom; "I saw the test in your trash days ago when I used the shower. It was positive, Bella why didn't you tell me?"

Seeing the pain in his eyes, "Tim." For once she was unsure what exactly to say; she sits down on the corner of her bed. "Tim, it wasn't mine." Seeing the look on his face, she continues, "I promise Tim, it wasn't mine. If it had been, you would have been the first to know."

Searching her eyes, he knew that she was telling him the truth. Sitting next to her on the bed, Tim sighs. A part of him felt relieved and yet another part of him knew that when he had seen the test a few days ago, he had been beyond ecstatic.

Seeing the various emotions flicker in his eyes-realization, relief, and…sadness? Brushing her fingers across the back of neck, she watches him, "We have plenty of time, Tim. We don't have to rush anything."

Glancing at her, happiness flooding his emotions after hearing her say she wanted a child with him. Seeing her cheeks turn pink, she looks away from him to the floor, "I mean, if that's something you want."

"Only on one condition." Bella's eyes connect with his as he smiles at her, "They have to be as beautiful as you."

~*~

(the next day-Mid day)

Heading down to Abby's lab, Bella and Ziva finally have a moment alone in the elevator. Ziva turns to her, "Bella what happened to Tim yesterday?"

Pulling the emergency stop switch, Bella turns to Ziva, "Apparently, the other day he found the pregnancy test." Hearing Ziva gasp, she nods. "He thought it was mine and that I was hiding it from him."

"What did you tell him?"

Seeing the fear in Ziva's eyes, she places her hand on Ziva's arm, "I told him it wasn't mine and left it at that. He doesn't know it was yours and he never will."

"Toda Bella." Pausing for a minute, she looks back at the brunette, "If you do not mind, what did he say?"

"Not much in the beginning. However, when I do become pregnant Tim's already on board."

"He said that?"

Flipping the emergency switch again, "Well, I said that we didn't have to rush having one and he didn't take off running for his life. I take that as a good sign," she replies with a laugh.

~*~

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