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

After much convincing, Ducky had Gibbs push them in a wheelchair to Ziva's room.

"Now she is sleeping. The doctors aren't sure when she'll wake up." Jenny told Tony.

"What does that mean?" No one said anything.

"What does that mean?" He asked again with more force.

"Dr. Kenon, that's her doctor, said that the trauma to her head put her into a mini."

"A COMA!?" Tony shouted, startling Caleb.

"Daddy?" He whimpered. Tony calmed down and hugged his son's body to his own.

"Sorry, Kid. I didn't mean to scare you." Tony kissed Caleb's head and looked at Jenny.

"I need you to go to Auntie Jenny."

"No! I wanna see Mommie."

"Caleb, I need you to go to Auntie Jenny. I'm going to go and see Mommie. I'll come and get you when I finish talking to her."

"Pwomise?" Caleb asked lifting his head.

"Promise, Kid. Now go and I'll be back in a minute." Jenny took Caleb into her arms and walked away as Gibbs rolled Tony into his 'daughter's' room. Tony just looked at Ziva, not noticing Gibbs leave the room and quietly close the door. She had IV's in her arms and a oxygen tube wrapped around her ears to hold it in place to get air in her body through her nose. Two monitors were attached to her.

One for her, to watch her heart, blood pressure and oxygen, and one hooked up to her prodding belly. Strapped around it, two inch thick, round things on either side. For the baby, Tony assumed, as he listened to the fast heart beat of the baby. Tony swallowed. It was hard seeing her like this, weak and vulnerable. He cracked a smile at the thought of actually telling her this. She would kill him and the growing bump in front of her wouldn't stop her from doing so. Tony gently took her hand in his.

"Hey Zi. I don't really know what to say… Caleb asked me to call him 'Daddy'. I was so, I can't even find the word to describe the feeling. He even told me he loves me. I wish you could have been there Ziva. The three of us together." Tony whispered to her still form. When he looked at her he saw their son and vice versa. He wondered if the baby would look like him, or her again, or maybe a mixture of them both. He looked back at her face, looking past the cuts, and saw her beautiful smile. The real one, not the one she puts on for show, but the one she use to give him when Caleb was still a baby. The one that brightened up a room. The one when she first saw Caleb, after twenty-seven hours of labor.

"We need you to wake up. Caleb needs you to wake up. The baby needs you to wake up. I need you to wake up. I love you Ziva and I want to spend my life with you and the kids. I love you so you better wake up or I'll have Gibbs kick your ass… Okay maybe I won't, but you need to open those beautiful brown eyes you've got and kill me for being mushy with you and than bring me back to kill me again for threatening you." Ziva made no sign that she heard him. Tony sighed. He leaned forward, out of his chair slightly, and kissed the corner of her lips.

"I know you said no kissing, so that gives you another reason to wake up. I broke your rule, one of them at least." He rested his head on the bedside, still holding her hand, and fell into a darkness caused by sleep.

TBC…

A/N: So Romantic…Anyway review please and the poll is closed…Sorry but Twins won…