Warnings: Tony/OC, fluffy

A/N: Hello everyone! Sorry for delay my laptop cord was chewed by one of my cats and I need to go get another one. Using the remaining battery power to make a quick update. Don't know when the next one will be. Hoping to get a new cord this weekend. Until then, enjoy!

Gibbs had a beer ready for Tony that evening. After all the excitement of the SFA and his wife announcing that they were having a baby boy, the team leader knew that he'd be paying him a visit later. There had been a little bit of a distant look in Tony's eyes while Leah was passing out cupcakes with blue frosting on the inside to reveal the gender of their baby. So, sure enough, just after eight Tony's footsteps could be heard on the stairs. "Your wife know you're here?"

"Yes. And yes my cell phone is on in case she needs me," Tony replied. He paused at the bottom of the steps and looked around the lead agent's basement. There was no boat… the senior field agent wasn't sure exactly what the boss was working on. "What's all this?"

"This?" Gibbs asked, gesturing towards the wood and the projects around the room. "This is furniture for your son. Made Kelly's crib from wood with my own hands, always thought I'd make her children theirs. Crib is over there in the corner… almost done. Just waiting for a name to carve in his initials."

Tony smiled and went to the corner where the crib was sitting. He ran his fingers along the smooth surface. "Wow, boss… this is… this is… thanks."

Gibbs smiled, softly. "Baby should have something sturdy to sleep in… not one of those sawdust filled sets they sell in the stores."

"Leah is going to love it."

"Yeah, well… don't tell her. It's supposed to be a surprise."

"Lips are sealed, boss."

Gibbs went back to sanding the wood for the changing table. He could see a bit of turmoil in Tony's eyes. "I figured you would be walking on cloud nine today, DiNozzo, after all, you did learn you're having a son."

Tony picked up a tool and fiddled with it. "Yeah… don't get me wrong, boss, I'm happy and excited. I can't wait to teach my boy about football and basketball and take him to his first movie… but…"

"You're worried, still, about becoming your father."

"Big time. I don't want my son to be looking into the stands and not being able to find me."

"Isn't going to happen," Gibbs said. "You dropped everything a couple of weeks ago to rush to the ER for Leah. You love his mother, you treat his mother right… you aren't going to be any different with your son."

Tony looked at the tool in his hand. "I'm terrified," he said, softly.

Gibbs stopped sanding and searched the younger man's face. "Terrified of what?"

"So many things, Gibbs. Something could go wrong, we could lose the baby—I could lose both the baby and Leah… I just… I'm not sure I'd know how to survive after that, boss."

"You would because surviving is what you do."

Tony put the tool down and ran his hand through his hair. "Life was simpler when it was just me to worry about. Now… there's this tiny, little person that needs me… and Leah… I don't want anything to happen to them boss… but the job…it has risks and I've been wracking my brain trying to figure out how to keep Leah and the baby from it all."

Gibbs glared at him, wanting to smack him on the back of the head. "Tony. She married you despite those risks. You've done everything you can to keep her safe… will continue to do everything you can to keep both of them safe. Don't let that fear ruin this time of your life. You should be happy."

"Is that an order, boss?"

"It is if I have to make it one."

Tony chuckled and reached for the beer Gibbs had left out for him. He popped it open and took a sip. "Don't suppose you have any words of wisdom on how to tell my father I will not be giving my son my name."

Gibbs sipped his bourbon and went back to sanding. "You mean you don't want an Anthony DiNozzo the third running around?"

He smiled. "Two Anthony DiNozzos in this world are enough."

"Amen to that," the former marine replied, grinning. "So… any names in mind?"

"Come on, boss… you've got to let me still have some surprises left," the SFA said, laughing. "Gotta leave with me something new to report on the day the baby's born."

Gibbs shook his head with a laugh and gestured towards a piece of sand paper. "Hey… you might as well make yourself useful and start helping me sand this wood for the changing table, because that baby is going to be here before you know it."

Tony came back from Gibbs' house feeling slightly better. The boss was right he shouldn't spend the next few months worrying about the safety of his family. He should be enjoying it. He had been doing his best for the last year and a half to not sweat the small things and to not let life's uncertainties bog him down.

Once he let his worries go... he didn't have much to complain about in his life. He had a beautiful wife and a son on the way. And he was truly happy for the first time. He slipped out of his coat and hung it up. "Hey. I'm home," he called into the apartment. When he didn't get a response he went into the living room to find his wife sprawled out on the couch.

Leah was fast asleep and she was wearing his favorite Ohio State tee shirt. Even though she was pregnant the shirt still was huge on her. She looked happy, peaceful and she didn't look worried at all about the what ifs of life.

He put his badge and gun away, the snap of the wood box he kept them in waking his wife up from her light slumber.

"Did you have a good time with Gibbs?"

"Made something for you."

"Oh? You did huh?"

Tony sat down on the sofa and lifted her legs, resting her feet in his lap. "Yeah… but I can't tell you because it's a surprise."

Leah pouted. "That wasn't very nice. Teasing me like that."

He laughed and kissed her, tenderly. "I know, I know… I shouldn't be messing with a pregnant woman."

"So if you know that… why are you doing it?"

"Because my boss asked me to keep it a surprise… and he scares me more."

She rolled her eyes at him. "Fine. If it's going to be such a secret can I at least get a foot massage. I had to teach that class this afternoon and they still hurt."

He rubbed her feet gently. "You promise you're going to take the entire fall semester off right? No filling in for other professors or guest speaking… and definitely no flying across the world to dig up stuff."

Leah looked at him with a teasing glint in her eyes. "Aw," she said, "I thought it would be a good bonding experience for me and the baby to fly over to Greece and join a dig at a village that was recently uncovered."

Tony glared at her slightly. "That's not very funny. You and that baby are not going anywhere… unless it's to the doctor… or to Boston to see your parents."

"We can't stay locked up in the apartment forever," she replied, laughing.

"And why not? At least you'd be safe," he shot back at her.

Her smile faded slightly as a look of understanding passed over her features. "Tony. You can't keep us in a bubble. For all we know nothing is going to happen to me or the baby."

He shook his head. "But something could, Lee. And that… that scares me."

Leah shifted and moved into his arms. She kissed his cheek. "We'll be okay."

Tony sighed and hugged her tightly. "Yeah. I know."

"How about we talk about something… happier?"

"Oh? What do you have in mind?"

Leah snuggled into his shoulder. "Starting to work on our baby registry."

Tony groaned. "I can hardly wait."