Sorry again for not updating. I know I said I would, but... well, let's say I can be really lazy sometimes. But I have the next chapter almost finished and the one after that in my notebook, so no worries :)
"You know, I could get used to this," Tony mused in a contented tone. It was very late in the evening. Night, even. Rachel was sleeping, so Tony and Ziva used the little time they had for being alone as well as they could.
Ziva shifted herself a little beside him so that she could look at his face and laughed. His expression was dreamy.
"Are you telling me you are not yet used to that?" Ziva asked incredulously, placing a small kiss on the corner of his mouth.
Tony reached out and gently traced down her arm with one finger. When he reached her fingers he picked up her hand and softly kissed her fingertip. "You're very unpredictable."
She propped her head up on one elbow. "I will take that as a compliment," she said, gazing directly into his eyes.
He stared back, letting himself get lost the chocolate brown of her eyes. "It was a compliment," he replied.
She smiled at his words and leaned in to kiss him. When her lips were about an inch from his, she suddenly stopped. Tony looked at her, his expression puzzled. "What's wrong?"
"What am I feeling there?" she asked playfully, arching an eyebrow at him.
"It was my knee," he replied, a small laugh audible in his voice. She chuckled. His use of that old joke brought up old memories.
*Flashback*
That night almost five years ago, in that hotel room, had been the first time they had had sex. They both knew it was wrong, but neither of them could resist.
A month later Ziva stood alone in her bathroom. Her period had been almost three weeks late and she had gotten suspicious. She had stared at the pregnancy test for a long time, not wanting to accept the truth. How could they have been so careless and not use protection?
Her initial reaction was resentment. She was not ready for a child. Not yet. She wanted to do an abortion and forget it ever happened.
She had made an appointment in a clinic, had been ready to give up her baby.
But when she went to work the next day, she started to doubt. She had watched Tony and accepted her feelings towards him. The feelings she had tried for a month to deny they existed.
She had made another decision. To keep the baby. Never once after making the decision she had wanted to change it. She had never regretted making it.
She hadn't told Tony right away. But when she finally did, he was shocked, but willing to do what was right and expected of him in a situation like that. It was as much his fault as it was Ziva's. Maybe even more his than Ziva's. He was the one who first had trouble resisting his urges.
The hardest part had been telling Gibbs. But he had been surprisingly understanding. He had agreed on them having a baby and getting married as long as they kept it out of the office.
*End of flashback*
The next day. Abby's lab.
"I want ice-cream." Rachel's voice was quiet, but in the silence of Abby's lab it sounded everything but quiet.
The Goth jumped on her chair, startled. She was sitting in front of her computer, completely engrossed in making a screensaver. Rachel was sitting beside her, playing with Bert. She was tying strings of various colors onto various parts of the stuffed hippo. Bert was now not far from looking like a Christmas tree. A star to the top and he would've been complete.
Abby turned to look at the girl. "I don't have any," she said, her voice and face apologetic. Rachel's face dropped.
"But we could go buy some," Abby suggested. At the moment she had no work to do. They had no new leads as to who might've killed Maggie.
Rach smiled brightly, showing her little teeth.
Abby jumped off her chair and lifted Rachel down as well.
"Just wait a sec, okay? I'll go get my things."
She rushed to the back of the lab and took her bag and her and Rachel's jackets.
Enjoy the happy parts while they last...