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
"He really feels bad." Jenny had been trying to convince Ziva to at least call Tony, for the past ten minutes. Ziva threw her head back, leaned on the wall and slid down, a bit thankful that they had moved into the hallway for this talk.
"At least he gets to feel a fraction of what Caleb and I did." She muttered bitterly. Jenny sighed and sat next to Ziva.
"Zi, just call him. Please for me? For Caleb? The baby?" Ziva took the phone out of Jenny's hand and she walked away to the bedroom she and Caleb had their stuff. She dialed in Tony's cell number and waited. Not one ring later he answered.
"Director? Are they alright? They are aren't they? Director?" He sounded frantic.
"Tony, it is me."
"Ziva! Thank god! Look I'm really really sorry! I didn't-"
"Saying sorry does not always make everything better, Tony. You know that." She told him softly. It was quiet on the other line.
"Are you saying there is no chance? For us, ever?" He asked his voice sorrowful.
"I…I do not know Tony. Not only did you hurt me, but our son as well."
"I'll make it up to him! I will I-I swear, I will! I'll get him toys and-"
"You cannot just buy him off. Caleb, he just…You would have to spend time with him. Just the two of you. Learn about each other."
"I know that…Do you still love me?" The question startled her. 'Do I still love him?'.
"Ziva?" he asked tensely, fearing that he had asked at the wrong time.
"I do. Still love you, I mean, but sometimes love is not enough. That was the last thing my mother taught me. You need more than love. What we need is to not cheat on each other, lie to each other. We need to talk and help each other. We need an emotional connection. I do not think we have that. Do you?"
"…No. But that doesn't mean we can't try, right? You, me and Caleb."
"And the new baby." She told him.
"And the new baby." Tony reiterated.
"Are you going to come back?" He asked afraid of the answer.
"Maybe."
"Who are you staying with?"
"Friends."
"Friends?"
"Family."
"You're not back in Israel, are you?" The frantic tone was returning.
"No."
"What family do you have in America? Besides us, I mean."
"It does not matter." And awkward silence came between them.
"How 'bout we make a deal?" Tony said after a few wordless minutes.
"About?" she asked slowly.
"You come back-"
"Tony-"
"No listen. You come back with Caleb and we try to make it work. If we can't by the time the baby is born, I'll stop bugging you about it. Leave you and the kids alone."
"Tony, I'm sixteen weeks pregnant."
"Yeah…?" Ziva thought for a moment.
"I will talk to Caleb first and possible call you back and we will discuss rules."
"Rules?"
"Yes. Like no sex. Tell McGee and Gibbs I said 'Hello'" And she quickly hung up the phone. She placed her hands on her small, but still growing belly.
"This world will not be easy on you or your brother." She got up and walked into the living room. She gave Jenny back her phone.
"Little Man, I have to talk to you." Caleb over from the television. He stood and walked over to her. She took his hand and they walked to the back room. Ziva sat Caleb on her lap when she sat down on the bed.
"Caleb. What do you think of moving back in with Papa, for a little while?"
TBC…
A/N: How do you think Caleb is going to react? Review your thoughts to me. Please…