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 needs to rely on his family for support.
Notes: Ziva comes home to her surprise. Things are wrapping up and I think I've lost some of you let me know what you're thinking please. Originally the baby talk was one paragraph from this part, and I needed to fix that. I hope I did it right.

He had gotten into a zone while he unpacked and replaced things where he wanted them. He hadn't even remembered to eat and only realised how late it had gotten in the day when he heard voices coming from the living room. He knew that she would have already see her old couch and would have an idea of what he did, but probably had no idea how much of her stuff she still had. He went downstairs and was greeted with a hug from Ziva, who couldn't believe he'd really kept all of her things for so long.

"Tony, thank you," she told him kissing his cheek softly. "I cannot believe you did this for me."

"Why wouldn't I have Zi?" he asked her. "This is our home and I want it to reflect parts of both of us. I didn't want to stress you out by telling you about the storage unit so I thought this would be nice."

"This is amazing I am still shocked to see my old things."

"I guess it was my way of holding out hope you'd come back," he told her. "So you really like it?"

"I do yes, what do you think Abby?"

"Everything look amazing," Abby told him. "I can't believe you did all of this. I'll give you two some space, though. This was great we'll have to do it again sometime."

"I would like that a lot," Ziva assured her hugging her.

"Thank you for your help Abs," he told her before she left.

Ziva was still looking around the apartment, taking in everything he'd done while she'd been at work and out with Abby. They'd agreed they'd need more stuff in the townhouse when they'd first moved in, but agreed they could make due until they started looking at furniture. Now seeing it she knew they had no need for anything else. She went into the dining room, glad to see the bigger table so they could host their friends when they wanted to.

"Wait until you see what I did upstairs," he told her.

She went up the stairs surprised that the door to their bedroom was closed they almost always kept it open. He followed her eating the sushi that they had brought back for him as they went through the house. She went into the first spare bedroom and was surprised to see that it had a desk as well a bed in it. She was a little confused that he had done that since they had two extra rooms. She assumed that they would use one as an office and the other as the spare room.

She went into the other bedroom, and saw a couple of bookshelves in it as well as an old rocking chair. She was confused, it was almost like he had something else planned for the room, but she wasn't sure what it was. She looked around the room and saw him standing behind her still eating.

"Tony?" she asked.

"I wanted this room to be for a baby, when we're ready for that."

He jaw dropped, she as sure he heard him wrong. After their argument the night before she was sure it would take him a lot longer to make up his mind. She had planned on telling him to take his time and decide what he wanted but was too amazed seeing her things in their to remember. After talking with Abby she realised she had over reacted to and wanted to give him some time. She never thought she would hear those words coming from his mouth, but she was thrilled she had.

"Tony?" she was shocked. "Really?"

"Yes, really. I thought about it last night and it hit me today when I went into the storage unit. I forgot I'd put some of my things in there too. One of those things was this rocking chair. It was mine, or my mom's I guess it's mine now. It was in my room when I was little and that's where she'd tell me stories, or rock me to sleep, she got it from her mom. When I saw it was like she'd come back and slapped me on the the back of the head and asked me what the hell I was thinking about not wanting kids with you."

"Are you sure?"

"I don't want it to happen tomorrow Zi, I want us to have some time to work on us, this is all so new putting a baby in the mix might be a little much, but when the time is right I'd like to have kids with you."

"Kids?" she asked.

"It kind of sucked being an only child, so two might be a good number when it's time."

"I am so happy Tony, you are sure? I did not pressure you?"

"I'm sure. I should talked out with you in the first place."

"We are good now, that is what matters. I should not have gotten mad at you for telling me how you felt."

"It's over."

She kissed him softly and began to pull him toward their bedroom. She was shocked when she opened the door and instead of being greeted the grey sheets they had been using everything was purple, the sheets, the duvet and even the curtains were from the set had had when she was there. She couldn't believe he had kept that, and wondered what else might be in the house that he had kept for her after she had gone to Israel. The townhouse was really starting to feel like their home, and she knew they had room to grow when they were ready for that.

She kissed him a little more seductively this time and pulled him toward the bed. Although he was exhausted he couldn't say no to her, and was glad he'd made her happy. He would do it all again in a heartbeat. He was also glad to be back in his bed after the night before. He knew he'd been a little stubborn the night before but he hadn't realised just how much he had gotten used to having him next to him since he'd been home.

Notes: There we go happy, I thought having a memory of his mom would help to ease his fears. I hope you enjoyed this. Please let me know it's so nice to see what you guys are liking.