Title: My Heart Cries for you
Author: Trista Groulx aka dustytiger
ating: T (same as the show)
Disclaimer: I am remain poor and don't own NCIS it belongs to it's creator, network, writers, actors and actresses who bring it to life weekly.
Summary: Tony is diagnosed with leukemia and has to rely on his family for support.
Notes: Senior and Tony have another heart to heart. I thought it might be nice for them to share some more memories of his mother. I hope 'ya like it some of the chapters are little longer than I originally planned hope it's working for you

Senior was in his son's room, it was late afternoon and he was sure the team were going to start to show up soon, but was glad for the one on one time they were getting. He was thrilled to hear that Ziva had agreed to marry him, and couldn't wait to hear what the couple would dream up as their dream wedding.

"Dad?" Tony asked.

"Yeah," Senior asked.

"How did you ask Mom when you got engaged?"

"I did it all for her. I even asked for her father's blessing."

Tony laughed. "You, seriously?"

"Don't be like that Junior if Ziva's father had been alive you would have asked."

"Not likely, I'm pretty sure that Director David would have had his goons on me thirteen seconds after I talked to him if I had asked him for his blessing, I got the impression he didn't like me."

"Fathers don't like the man their daughters love, it's how it is like the sky is blue and the grass is green."

Tony laughed. "Ziva and I weren't even anything while he was alive."

"You were something, you kids just hadn't figured it out yet. Everyone saw it, and I'm sure he did too and that's why he acted that way. Your grandfather gave me his blessing but only after he threatened to murder me if I ever hurt her."

"I don't know about that. I guess I would have tried or asked Gibbs," he laughed. "But now that we don't work together I'm not breaking any rules."

"I didn't realise there were rules about that sort of thing."

"At NCIS, not really, with Gibbs it's rule twelve. There are some rules that you can bend a little but seven to about twenty five you don't mess with if you know what's good for you."

"Just when I thought I was starting to understand Gibbs."

"Gibbs is a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside of enigma and the Gibbs rules are the key," ad-libbed Tony.

Senior shook his head, but smiled despite himself. "If you say so, but that's not what's on your mind."

"No it isn't."

He sighed softly he hadn't thought about that day in a long time, it was bittersweet for him. "I took her up north to a ski resort, she loved winter sports, I could have lived my life whole without them. She came in after a day of skiing complaining about how I was missing half the experience, but then noticed I'd made dinner and started a fire. It was the first time I ever made her the DiNozzo family tomato sauce, it wasn't as good with winter tomatoes."

"Hey, speaking of that why'd you give Ziva the recipe?"

"I always knew she'd be a DiNozzo one day. Back to what you want to know after we ate we curled up by the fire. I was going to ask her over dinner, but I lost my nerve. Then I was going to hide her ring in the dessert but I didn't think she'd like that. She was surprised I wasn't all over her – you don't need to know that."

"Not so much."

"We were curled up by the fire place, and I asked her if she'd be interested in making an honest man out of me, and showed her the ring. She was so happy. I think the only time she was happier was the first time she held you."

"Really?"

"Yes, she had a rough pregnancy. The doctors told her she could probably never carry to full term, and even if she did give birth the fetus would be too premature. We were extra careful because of that, we had been looking into adoption when she started getting sick all the time, and was emotional about everything."

"I can't imagine Mom like that," Tony admitted.

"It was unnerving. Finally just out of sheer frustration she took the test, and it was positive. She made her doctor's appointment and she was already in her second trimester, which shocked the doctor. He kept telling us to be apprehensive but we got what we needed for you, and we'd say if you didn't come we'd be more ready to adopt. She made it to about thirty seven weeks when she went into labour. We didn't know what to expect. She was in labour for almost a day before you finally decided to surprise us."

"Surprise you?"

"Not like that, Junior, not like that at all. We weren't expecting a healthy, screaming baby boy we were ready for the worst, but there you were. They only name we could think of was mine cause we never talked about it before. I still remember the look on her face when she got to hold you that first time Junior. She never looked so beautiful, I told her as much and she slapped me."

Tony laughed, uncertainly.

"She told me she looked like shit and was exhausted, but I'm telling you Junior no lie that woman was so thrilled she looked like an angel. I haven't thought about that in years."

"I wish it hadn't taken this for us to be able to talk about her."

"Me too, Junior, me too."

The two men continued to share stories about Tony's mother. They were both happy they were finally able to share these memories. They hated that the reason they were finally getting to talk about her was because he was sick but it felt good to finally talk about her and Tony wouldn't change that for anything.

Notes: I heart Senior so much, let me know what you think. I always love to hear from readers so keep reviewing guys.