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NCIS

Tony held his daughter protectively before guiding her to the ground, eyes never leaving Ziva. He wasn't sure if she was crying because of the contractions, the hormones, or something else altogether, but for the first time, he could see Ziva was crying. She kept muttering something.

"I'm fine dad! Go check on Ziva."

He stopped for a second before gently kissing his daughter's forehead and walking over to McGee and Ziva.

"McGeek, could you go check on Lexi for a minute?"

McGee took the hint and stood, "Sure Tony." He then began to walk over and sit with his 'niece'.

Ziva pushed through the next contraction clinging desperately to Tony's hand.

She whispered to Tony through the pain and tears, "I trusted him."

Tony thought for a minute, trying to figure out who Ziva could be talking about it. It couldn't be her father, especially after everything had transpired. He looked up to see Fornell and Gibbs walking him away in cuffs.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Michael," she breathed. Tony looked over to the man his Probie had shot just before he came in with Gibbs and Fornell.

"Who is…was he?" He could only admit to himself how much it hurt that it wasn't him that she trusted.

"My partner at Mossad, and I was sure that he was the only person in Mossad I could trust…"

"So you called him…"

"To protect you and your daughter…"

"And what about you Zi? Who was going to protect you?"

"I can take," Ziva took in a huge breath to help her body prepare for the next contraction, "care of myself, Tony."

Tony pulled her into his arms, letting her squeeze his hand as much as was necessary. No matter if she loved him or not, he loved her. Ziva was hurting and in labor with his kid, another child to take care of and protect.

Looking over at his daughter signing with Gibbs to give her statement, Tony tried to ignore the panic that rose in his chest at the thought of being a father to a teenager and a baby. He pushed the fear away. His family needed him.

He watched as the paramedics came in groups of two. One pair made their way to Ziva and him, while one began to look at the gunshot wound in McGee's shoulder and the torn stitch in his daughter's leg.

The final pair declared 'Michael' dead, and put him in a body bag to take to Ducky and Palmer, who were waiting anxiously for it.

He got into the ambulance with Ziva, after Gibbs assured him he'd stay with Tim and Lexi.

All he could do was smile, though, because Gibbs had told him that his gut said everything would work out all right, and if there was anyone or anything he trusted in this world, it was Gibbs and his infamous gut.

NCIS

Dear Diary,

I know I haven't written in a while, but I wanted to let you know what was going on with me, dad, and the rest of the family.

Here goes nothing, or everything, depending on the way you look at it, but I digress. (That's a world I heard Ducky say a lot and looked it up. It's a pretty cool word, even if I don't know how to sign it yet.)

I'm getting pretty good at that, sign language, I mean. Dad and the rest of the gang have done well learning it too.

Anyway, here's the sitch, (I heard it on a TV show; I must really be my father's daughter.) Uncle Probie and I are pretty much better now, there are still some issues, but we're working our way to the land of the uninjured.

Michael Rivkin and Eli David didn't have the same luck. Michael died from McGee's gunshot. Eli, on the other hand, had been on the wrong end of dad, Gibbs, and Aunt Abby's wrath. After a session with them, although I'm not quite sure how, he promised to leave Ziva alone, along with the unborn child.

You don't want to hear about that though, I'm sure. You want to hear about my cute little sibling, huh?

7 lb 8 oz boy and perfectly healthy to boot. Mom and dad named him Caden Roy DiNozzo-David after Kate Todd and Roy after a man Ziva had fallen in love with at one point. Dad called him the 'dead man walking'.

He's two months old now and the cutest little baby ever.

Dad and Ziva moved us all into a house after a –might I say successful- plan put together by me, Uncle Tim, and Aunt Abby.

Furthermore, another great word from Palmer this time, Dad and Ziva are officially getting married. As I've gotten to know Ziva over the last few months, I've come to find that she's as amazing as Dad ever said.

Uncle Tim proposed to Abby yesterday afternoon, at NCIS, and Gibbs walked in on it. Uncle Probie was going to be doing scut-work for a month, according to dad and Ziva. In fact, quoting Ziva, "Abby will always be the favorite. He may be doing scut-work for the next year.

It's only Gibbs' way of telling the soon-to-be McGee family that he won't stand for them hurting each other, but he told me not to tell anyone so shhh….

Ziva had made the button flash that meant she needed help, (McGee set it up.) usually with the baby, so I'm going to go.

Later

NCIS

Ziva rocked Cade to sleep, as she heard Lexi and Tony make their way to her. She had thought a lot about everything that Lexi had told her two months ago, and what she knew about Tony otherwise.

They both came in, worried from her earlier yell for attention.

"You will never do it, will you Tony?" She watched the puzzlement on his face with amusement, before watching a smile spread across Lexi's face and she did a very good impression of Abby when she'd had one too many Caf-Pows.

"Tony, we need to create a home, yes?"

Tony still looked at his crazy ninja-chick puzzled, nodding slowly.

"I love you, my little hairy-butt." Lexi could tell she was trying to convince him to ask her.

"I love you too, sweet cheeks, but what is this about?"

"Tony, will you marry me?

"You're asking me to marry you?" Tony looked at her with an amused glint in his eyes, and Ziva knew she was missing something.

Tony sent a look to his daughter, who winked back at him.

"That's kind of funny, because…" Tony walked over to his bag from NCIS, pulling out something and handing it to Ziva. I was just waiting to ask Gibbs, since there's no way that I'm asking your father if I could marry you.

Ziva smiled brightened greatly when she saw the diamond engagement ring, and went to hug her now fiancé.

"You didn't look at it all Ziva." Lexi said from her side of the room.

She looked at the piece of paper, confused, "Adoption papers?"

"I love my mom, and no one could ever take her place, but if anything ever happens to dad I want to stay with you. I don't plan for it to happen but it could." Lexi said.

Tony finished, "So, it may be twisted, but can we make a real family?"

Ziva smiled, "I would love that."

And they all lived happily ever after…not really, but what do you expect….It's….

NCIS

Sorry it took so long, but I knew this was the last chapter and it still wrapped up better than I wanted it to, and is kind of on a Lifetime level, but the 4th and 5th rewrites still weren't quite as good as the this one.

Sorry if it's too sappy, but that was kind of the point of this one any way.