See, I keep my promises. Work is starting to cool down a little, and as your reward for sticking by me, there is the next chapter!!!

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Chapter 12

At 7 months Ziva was bigger then she'd ever imagined and was scared that there were still 2 months left. Much to her discust Tony had instructed their doctor not to tell them anything about the baby, except of course anything vitally important or wrong. At one stage the doctor had attempted to tell them something however she had started with the words "congratulations DiNozzos, you're…" and Tony had jumped on that sentence like a solider in a war movie jumping on a grenade to save his buddies lives. He'd figured it couldn't be anything wrong with the baby if she were congratulating them. He wanted it all to be a surprise and Ziva hated it. The thought of not being fully prepared for any major operation made her feel like she'd lost control and that terrified her.

She'd read all the books on what to expect, while Tony had watched the videos. More then anything it was the boredom that was killing her. It seemed like working closely with three men was proving to be hazardous, mainly for them. There was Tony, the father, who was constantly at her side doing everything for her. There was Timothy, a hopeless,nervous puppy who just wanted to help anyone he could, and of course there was Leroy Jethro Gibbs who had experienced his wife being pregnant and the miracle of having a child, he would never let on, but he was the worst. He didn't rush to her aid every time she dropped a pencil like DiNozzo, but his eyes rarely left her when she did anything but sit. He watched every time she rubbed her large belly, partly to see if she was alright but also as a man who was unbelievably happy for his friends. He wouldn't have said he was jealous, he couldn't have been happier for them, but he missed Shannon and Kelly and tired to imagine his life with them, what Kelly would be doing with her 20s, would she be studying, have started a family? No, he could never be jealous, but perhaps envious was the closest word he could think of to explain his feeling. His biggest wish for Tony and Ziva was that they never had to experience what he did, and that they'd all live long and happy lives. He often smirked to himself what that child's life would be like. The child of an NCIS Special Agent and a Mossad assassin. Would it have Ziva's hair, Tony's love of movies? Ziva's compassion, Tony's sense of humour? Ziva's aptitude of languages or Tony's Hazel eyes. Would it be disciplined like Ziva or a party animals like Tony? Yes DiNozzo and David were defiantly to very different people and he was eager to meet their child and watch the two of them work out how to be parents.

Gibbs's phone rang he picked it up and took the call while the rest of the team continued on with their paperwork. "Gear up," he called as he hung up the phone all four of them reached behind their desks and grabbed their packs, offcourse with her large belly and lack of her usual flexibility and ninja stealth, Ziva was the last one to turn back around, by the time she did, she had the 3 most important men in her life standing over her desk each with an eye brow raised. "Come on Gibbs, I am going crazy sitting behind this desk, never moving."

"I don't care Ziva, you know what the doctor said, no strenuous activities and he wants you home with your feet up by 6. It's nearly 4:30 now." Ziva glared at Tony, furious he'd told Gibbs that, she was hoping Tony would forget.

"Gibbs, please."

"no Ziva, this isn't open for debate. I don't know what we'd be leading you into and you're the size of a house, I'm not doing that. You're not going."

"Come on babe, I've left that ice-cream you like so much in the freezer, and some sour worms." McGee shuddered, he still hadn't gotten used to Ziva's bizarre cravings, but he wasn't sure he wanted too.

"Did you remember to buy the artichokes?"

"Come on Ziva, cookies and cream and artichokes, you'll make the McWeezie hurl!"

"Well... did you?"

"No, I didn't it's gross Ziva!"

"Fine I will buy some on my way home." She threw her bag down defiantly."

The boys all started to move towards the lift. "I want you gone in 30 minutes!" Gibbs called as he entered the lift.

At 5:05, Abby came into the squad room. "Ziva, what are you still doing here?"

"working."

"Gibbs is going to kill you. He's sent me up to make sure you've left."

"Abby, I am fine, sitting behind a desk isn't going to hurt me, or the baby."

"No, but it'll hurt me when Gibbs finds out I haven't done my job and sent you home." Abby walked behind Ziva's desk, lent over her, and started pressing buttons and clicking her mouse eventually the computer started to shut down.

"Abby, I haven't finished that."

"Yeah, and it will be there tomorrow." Ziva pressed the power button while Abby's back was turned to retrieve Ziva's backpack and jacket. She started to plug in her password to enter the system.

"Hey! Abby what did you do?"

"I'll tell you the password tomorrow, I promise, but seen as you can't get back into your system now anyway, you may as well just go home. I'm going home too, how about we pick up some movies on the way to your place and have a girls night?"

"Fine, but we're stopping for artichokes!"

"I can handle that!"

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"Come on Ziva you must be getting excited, you're having a baby!" Abby probed deeply as they walked down the isle at the supermarket, Abby having stolen the basket to put the groceries in, as soon as they had gotten there.

"I think I am more scared then anything."

"Scared of what? Tony being a father?"

"I actually think he will make a good father. He is very caring and nurturing and is wonderful with kids."

"And you guys are doing alright?"

"Yes, we are doing fine, I get annoyed with him not letting me know anything about the baby, and the fact I'm not allowed to do anything except sit, eat and lie down, but I know why he is doing it. It is kind of sweet I guess."

"That's why you love him." Ziva gave her a revolted sideways glare, to which Abby returned a 'you can't fool me, and you can't hurt me either' look. Ziva smirked, she paused and picked up a packet of biscuits and started to examine the packet.

"I guess I do. He is very different since we got pregnant, I didn't think it was possible for him to be even sweeter and caring. Fatherhood suits him, I kind of wish all this had happened a lot earlier."

"You mean the baby?"

"Everything. Us, dating, married, baby, it really did take us far to long to get here."

"You're telling me! Wow, I like you pregnant Ziva David-DiNozzo, you open up a whole lot more."

"Hmm, Tony said the same thing. I think he is enjoying it far too much."

"He loves you Ziva, he always has, ever since you turned up at NCIS wearing your headscarf, and cargos, sitting provocatively in Timmy's chair." Ziva gave her a curious sideways glare. "He told me all about it, I've known ever since then. You guys are like penguins, you were always meant to be, and now you're together for life." Ziva returned the biscuits to the shelf and kept walking. Turning the corner, into the next isle she froze as her large belly just about collided with another patron. When her eyes looked up, she started to apologise, but stopped suddenly when she saw Jeanne's eyes looking back at her... looking stunned, saddened, amazed and a little pissed.

"Jeanne, I am…"

"Happy from the sounds of it."

"arh, yes, I am sorry, I didn't mean for you to hear all that."

"You really should be careful Ziva, he'll screw you over as quickly as he did me."

"That's not true," Abby defended her friends. "Tony loves Ziva more then anything."

"that's what I thought about he and I." Jeanne took a deep breath, she was obviously pissed off. "You know Ziva, if you want to know the sex of your baby, I could always help you out with that."

Abby looked concerned, firstly due to the offer and secondly, because of the smile of Ziva's face. She was obviously considering it.

Have to ask, any good baby names come to mind not sure if it's a boy or girl. Do i go with the traditional, yet completely over used in the world of fan fiction like 'Caitlin' or 'Tali' or something original? I kinda feel like I"m writing one of those 'choose your own adventure' books..... Am I showing my age by meantioning those???? I used to love them, mind you, I used to get stuck on boring paths becuase I'd count the pages of the chapters and choose the shortest chapter!!! hahaha Enjoy and thanks for the reviews... LOVE THEM