"I dreamt that we had a little girl. I don't know why. It was completely random. I..."
"What did she look like?"
"You. She looked like you, with my eyes."
"Tony?"
"Do you think that I am making a mistake?"
"I think that you already made one. A big one. Of all the people in the world, he was the worst option you could have chosen. Ok, maybe not the worst option, but not far from it."
"You're jealous?" she guesses.
"Of what?"
"That I slept with him?"
"It's not like I want to sleep with him," he scoffs.
"I meant, instead of you."
"Why would I be jealous?"
"I need you to just be honest with me right now. I am too tired, and too confused to play games with you, right now."
"Yes, I'm jealous."
"Why? Why would you be jealous."
"I guess I kind of feel betrayed."
"Why would you feel betrayed? I don't understand."
"You wouldn't understand."
"How am I ever going to understand, when you clam up every single time we start talking about feelings?"
"I'm sorry. I just... I wish that you had chosen differently," he admits.
"You don't want me to have the baby?"
"I never said that."
"You didn't have to."
"It isn't that I don't want you to have the baby," he leads in.
"Then what is it?"
"I just don't want you to have his baby."
"What difference does it make, whose baby it is?"
"It ruins everything."
She shoots him a look, "That is a terrible thing to say."
"It's true. It ruins everything."
"You think that it's going to ruin my life?"
"I didn't say that."
"Then what do you mean, it's going to ruin everything?"
"You having a baby, that changes things. You having a Gibbs' baby, that changes everything."
"It's my baby," she corrects him.
"Gibbs is the father."
"Why do you care? Is it because you don't want to be in the middle of it? Is it because it will makes things awkward at work? Why do you care so much? It's my mistake. I don't see why it's any business of yours, who I have a baby with."
"If you have his baby, it takes away the possibility that..." he trails off.
"That what?"
"Nothing, never mind."
"I hate when you do that. You start something and then you never finish it."
"Isn't that the story of my life?"
"Just say whatever it is that is on your mind. Why can't you do that, for me? I know you better than anyone. You don't have to protect me. You don't have to worry about offending me, I think that we're past that," she growls.
"If you have Gibbs' baby you're always going to be tied to him, whether you like it or not."
"Whether you like it, or not," she corrects.
"My point is," his tone changes to a softer one, "you having his baby, means that there is never going to be a chance for us to be anything more than partners."
She furrows her brow, "I wasn't aware that you wanted to be anything more than partners."
"I always had that option, now I don't."
"Why do you want that option?"
"Because you're the only person in the world who gets me. Other people try, but you get me. You're complicated, and messy, but... I know what you're thinking, sometimes, even before you do. We've spent so much time together. We've been through so much. I guess I just thought I'd always have you to myself."
"You're jealous of the baby?"
"No. I'm not. I just wish you had chosen differently."
"Chosen you?"
"Yes."
"It wasn't a conscious decision. It just happened."
"It should have been me. Of all the people in the world for you to go to, for comfort, it should have been me. I feel like you don't trust me, not like you used to."
"That isn't it, at all."
"So then what is it?"
"You have been there for me enough. You can't always be my shoulder to cry on."
"You usually don't cry," he points out.
"It isn't your burden, to take on my problems."
"It's not a burden, and... I want to."
"Because I'm your partner?"
"No."
"No?"
"Do you have a list of qualifications that you are looking for in a man?"
"I suppose so, why?"
"I have a list of qualifications, for a woman."
"What is your point?"
"You're the only person who has ever met all of them. I'm afraid that..." he stops.
She looks into his eyes, searching for an answer. He stares back at her, wondering if she's ready to know the truth. She exhales and gives him a look that tells him to go ahead.
"I'm afraid that I'm going to lose you."
"Lose me? How?"
"To someone else. I'm afraid that I missed my opportunity."
"What opportunity?"
"To change things. To ever be more than partners."
"Tony? Who is going to take me away from you?"
"You're having Gibbs baby," he reminds her.
She smiles, "I have no romantic interest in Gibbs. He's not going to take me away from you, ever."
"Yeah, but you don't have any romantic interest in me, either."
"How would you know?"
"What is the real reason you didn't call me, that night?" he inquires.