A/N: I was thinking about writing it for awhile, so in my sick haze, I am finally doing it.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS; I do have rights to, Caleb.
Caleb Ari
Tony sat with his head in his hands. Ziva had just left with Caleb and no one would talk to him. Tony lifted his head up and went to the bottom drawer. After some digging he found what he was looking for, a picture. A picture of Ziva and Caleb pacifically. She had just given birth to his son. She was sweaty, her hair stuck to her face, and she looked exhausted, but beautiful. Caleb rest in her arms, crying, his arms flailing around. He remembered that moment. Ziva didn't want him to take a picture because 'she probably looked awful'. He hadn't said anything, just took the picture when she looked away from him to their son. Tony shook his head.
"God, I screwed up."
"Yes, you did." Tony quickly looked up and saw Abby, McGee, Jenny, Ducky and Gibbs standing there. He looked back down at the picture.
"You and Ziva are married?" McGee asked. Tony nodded, but then added "Not for long." Gibbs reached over and head slapped him.
"If you keep thinking like that, sure, you and Ziva will get divorced, she'll go back to Israel, take Caleb with her, have the baby and never see them again." Tony knew Gibbs was right, but that didn't stop the self hatred because he hurt his family.
"She use to threaten me, you know?" Tony told them softly. "When I brought those people over. I guess she gave up on me. Our guest bedroom is the room right next to Caleb's and I never thought…And she would yell when Caleb went to the neighbors to play with their daughter who is a bit younger, but I just blew her off. Like, like my father did to my mother before she died." A tear slowly made its way down Tony's face.
"I swore, when I saw how much pain my mom was in after seeing my father with other women, that if I ever fell in love I would never to that. And here I am, doing the same thing to my wife and son. My family. My mom would be so disappointed in me right now, and most likely since I started doing this to them." Tony shook his head again.
"How long, my boy?" Ducky asked him gently.
"Three years." Tony answered back, his voice full of sorrow.
"If could ever go back and talk to my-self, I would tell me what would happen, if I did that. That my son would question my love for him and his mother."
"But you can't go back, only forward." Gibbs told him in a fatherly caring tone.
"I never told her."
"Never told her what, DiNozzo?"
"That I love her. It took me a long time to realize it, but now, how could she love a man who did this to her?"
"She loves you. She told me, that in the first year, just the three of you guys, that loving you was inevitable." Jenny gently told him, knowing he needed to know. Tony let out a bitter laugh, which sounded more like a strangled sob than anything else.
"She told me nothing was inevitable... Do you think she would ever forgive me?" He asked after a pause.
"Ziva is a lot of things, but forgiving isn't one of them." Jenny said, knowing it wasn't what he wanted to hear, but something he had to hear. Tony just sighed. Abby touched his shoulder. He looked up at her and frowned. She had tears running down her face.
"You may have hurt my best friend, but you look like you could use a little hug." Abby knelt down and gave him a small hug, than pulled away. She then punched him in the arm and Tony knew there was going to be a bruise.
"Now you will go and bring me back my friend and Caleb!"
TBC…
A/N: Okay, I know some of you fictioners don't like this story. I'm not going to bash you, because you do have your opinions, but every story is OOC. This one, at least the basic storyline is already there, in my head. Look at the rating. What does it say? That's right: Romance/Family. No angst. Thank you for the reviews. Review again please. And to answer Spencer's question, because he grew up in America, in other fic's her's and Tony's children call them 'Mommie' and 'Daddy'. AND in the TV show, Ziva calls her father 'Papa'...