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Chapter 9

"So???" he paused, "Come on… you know you're killing me here. What are you thinking about being pregnant."

"A little scared, but for that short while when I contemplated the thought of something being wrong, I felt devastated, that has to mean something yes?"

"so does that mean you're happy about it? I mean it's not like this was planned or anything. We haven't even really talked about kids."

"But you want them?"

"Well, yeah… I guess… sure. I mean it would be kinda cool to have a little DiNozzo running around. If it were a boy I'd be able to teach him football."

"It is not football, you do not use your feet." Ziva smirked

"and if it's a girl,,, well I don't really know what you do with little girls, I mean, I'm not likely to play dolls, but come her teen years any boy trys to be…"

"Like you?"

"She should be so lucky to get a guy like me."

"oh, really! Different girl every night, the lies and the avoiding when you're done? You want a guy like that for our little girl?"

"hmm, good point. She's not dating till she's 30, or maybe 40." Ziva just laughed. "I'm sorry." Tony said, breaking the mood.

"Sorry? What have you got to be sorry about?"

"If it weren't for me you wouldn't have known. I know you wanted to work us out first."

"Well that is true Tony but…"

"but, I mean, you could have taken a lot longer, you know, to think and stuff and it wouldn't have been too long before you started to show, and that might have been a give away that you are in fact pregnant." Tony speculated, trying to make everything alright with logic.

Ziva took a moment and thought about it. She gave him that look that he knew so well that told him that she knew something he didn't. "What?" he looked inquired.

"I told you… I know what I have to do. I had already made up my mind."

"You mean you knew, before all this happened?"

"Yes."

"Yeah? And what's that then?"

"I think we should try again. I do not know what will happen, but I want to try and work things out. I can not help who I love, but you do have to promise me something."

"Anything"

"Do not be so dumb next time, when I warn you that a woman likes you, do not put yourself in that sort of situation."

Tony couldn't help but laugh. He was so happy that Ziva had chosen to give them a second chance he felt the weight of the world lift of his shoulders. "From now on, I'll do what ever you say!" he said breathing a sigh of relief. "So you're moving back in? and we're going to sleep in our bed and be us again?"

"We're also going to be parents."

Ziva hadn't thought that Tony's smile could have grown any larger but some how it did, he looked at her with such admiration, such love, such passion. He turned his gaze to her stomach and lay his hand on her. "I can't wait to meet him."

"or her" Ziva pointed out.

"Yeah, or her. I don't care if it's a boy or a girl, so long as it's got 10 finger and 10 toes and is healthy." They sat there for a few minutes, Ziva's hand held his on top of her stomach. They both smiled, content with the fact they were going to experience their biggest adventure, together.

"You know," Ziva started. "You're telling Gibbs."

"Yeah, been meaning to talk to you about that, there's a chance he might already know."

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It had been hours since the good news, and Tony was still just as happy. "What about Sean, or James or…"

"Tony, we are not naming our child after an actor or a character they played."

"Oh, come on Ziva. You got to let me have some fun."

"Tony, I do not want to be here anymore, when can we go home?"

"I'll go find someone who can tell us." Tony kissed her hand that he was still holding and stood up, heading towards the door. He stood in the door way for a few seconds, looking both ways to find someone who could help. He caught the eye of a passing nurse and scooted over to her. "Arh, yeah, hi, my wife wants to know if there's a chance she could go home soon."

"Who was her doctor sir?"

"Dr Quake."

"I think Dr Quake has gone home, but I will find someone to come and look at your wife."

"Thank you." With that Tony quickly returned to his wife and proceeded to comfort her in the thought that a doctor would soon be by to assess the situation. "What about Simon Templar, now that would be an excellent name. or Frankie, you know after Frank Sinatra." Tony laughed at his own suggestion, as did Ziva, then her attention wavered as she looked over his shoulder and towards the entrance of her room, her smile quickly fading. "What is it?" Tony couldn't help but keep his eyes on her curious face as he turned to look at the door way.

"So I guess the insessent movie references weren't all a front, but what would I know right?" Tony was gob smacked. The last person he expected to see at the door was her. Dr Jeanne Benoit.

"Jeanne." Tony said, not sure if it was a statement or a question, as he stood up and turned to face her. "Jeanne, what are you…." There was no good way to end that sentence. He couldn't believe his luck, he's just gotten over the last woman that ruined his marriage and here in front of him was Jeanne. She was one of the reasons he hadn't been with Ziva for longer, she had driven a wedge between the two of them without even realising it. But somehow they were now together and today had been a turning point in their relationship, they were going to be parents.

"At ease Tony. It's not like you're the patient," she said, half joking to try and cover her anger towards him.

Tony chuckled nervously. "good to hear."

"It was Liza right?" She said turning her attention to Ziva.

Ziva was even worse then Tony. She didn't know how to handle this new development. A few years ago, she had wanted Tony to be happy and had in one rare moment of selflessness urged Tony to go after her, and tell her how he really felt, she had remembered that quote 'if you love something let it go, if they come back to you they'll be yours forever.' Thankfully this had eventually played out in her favour. Even if it hadn't she knew it was the right thing to tell him. If things had worked out for Tony and Jeanne, Ziva would have hated it, but would at least be glad that Tony was happy.

"Ziva actually." She said, trying to plaster a smile on her face.

"Oh, sorry, Tony never really talked about the people he worked with, guess that was because of all the lying." Jeanne pointed out, "so this happen on the job? Guess this kinda thing happens all the time to you guys."

"Maybe I should wait outside." Tony suggested sensing the tension in the room.

"That was unprofessional of me, it was nice of you to stay with Ziva, and maybe it wasn't all a lie." Jeanne apologised as she picked up Ziva's file to examine.

Tony didn't know what to say, how to respond to that. He didn't have time, before Jeanne spoke up again.

"Ziva David-DiNozzo?" she questioned. "You're…."

"Ziva is my… wife."

Jeanne looked up from Ziva's file a mixture of astonishment, regret and annoyance written across her face."…And she's pregnant."