Mishpahhah

Chapter Four

Happy New Year Everyone!!! This year has been huge for me but at the same time, I am ready for it to be over. This year started my writing journey and I am still loving it to this day. Thank you to everyone that has read, reviewed, and supported my fics throughout. Here's to a better year, more fics, and (hopefully) freedom. I love you all and hope you all have a great new year!
~Tivaholic

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Ziva booked an appointment as soon as she could. She had gotten many congratulations from people around the office as well as Director Vance. Tony hadn't stopped smiling, and frankly, neither had she.

They made it home and collapsed on the couch. Tony was watching some movie, and she could only look at her stomach. The very place their child was. She ran her hand up and down the flatness of her stomach. She couldn't wait until she saw the bump, or felt the baby move.

She looked around their apartment, formerly hers, and couldn't help but think that they would need a bigger place. Their apartment was only one bedroom, they would need to move eventually. Preferably before the baby was born.

Tony could sense that she was lost in thought and decided, for once, to talk to her about it.

"What's on your mind?" He didn't miss the fact that her hand had been resting on her stomach ever since she came running into the bullpen earlier. She didn't reply immediately, deciding whether or not to actually tell him now or wait until later. She didn't want to lie to him though. That was a rule they made themselves abide by ever since they decided to run rule twelve over and not go back to revive it.

"I was just thinking about living arrangements. I know it is still early but I can't help but think that this apartment is not big enough for the two of us and a baby." He nodded.

"How about we start looking for houses this weekend?" Ziva's eyes went wide.

"Are you serious? We just found out today. I did not tell you so that we would rush into it. It was just a thought in my mind." Tony shook his head.

"No, you have a good point. This place isn't big enough for the three of us when this miracle is born." She smiled as he said the word miracle. That's really what this child was. It was going to take a little more than a couple of hours to fully wrap her head around being a mother.

"We need a place where we all have our own space. A yard to play in. At least 5 bedrooms."

"5 bedrooms?" He nodded.

"After this one, I want at least two more." She couldn't help but smile that he wanted to father more of her children. The smile went away as she thought about the possibility of having more children. What if after this one, they couldn't? Tony saw her smile disappear and wondered what he could have said to make such a somber expression appear on her face.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" She shook her head.

"No. It is just...we said it ourselves, this child is a miracle. What if after this one, we cannot have any other children?" Tony took a second to think about this. She was right. She normally was.

"We just have to roll with the punches. See how things turn out. We can talk to the doctor and ask about the possibility of others. We can't give up hope though, Ziva." She nodded.

"I know. I will not, at least I hope not." Tony pulled her closer to him.

"We go through this together. I want to be at every single appointment, every single basketball game, or dance recital. I want to be a good father. I don't want to end up like my dad. I want to be there for him or her. With everything." She smiled up at him and gave him a warm and thoughtful kiss.

"I love you." He smiled at her.

"I love you too. And our little miracle." She loved that nickname for their child.

"I like that." He raised an eyebrow at her.

"As..a name?" She couldn't help the laugh that escaped at the look on his face.

"As a name, no. As a nickname, yes." He sighed in relief.

"I like it for a nickname." She chuckled.

"We haven't even known for 24 hours, and yet here we are, already talking about a name." Tony joined her in laughter. He picked up her hand, their wedding rings clinking together.

"Why not?"

"We do not need to get ahead of ourselves, Tony. My head is filled with the excitement of having this baby, but it's also filled with fear. What if something bad happens?"

"We can't think like that, Sweetcheeks. We have to stay positive. We need to focus on this little bundle of joy that we've created together. We can focus on those things if we ever get to them. Who knows? It could be the smoothest pregnancy." She nodded, knowing that he was right. She focused on the vision of them as a family of three. Of their little girl or boy in the arms, smiling up at them with shining green eyes. She smiled at the image her head produced. She liked that. Whenever times get rough, she will need to remember that image and hold onto it.

"What do you think about Aaron for a boy?" She laughed. He always knew how to make her laugh or feel better. He didn't miss the way her nose crinkled up at the sound of the name.

"So no?"

"I did not say that."

"Your facial expression did." She at least had the decency to look guilty.

"Sorry." He laughed at her.

"Hmmm. Now I can't get baby names out of my head."

"We do not even know if it's a boy or a girl, Tony."

"Do you want to find out or do you want to be surprised when the time comes to decide?"

"I think that I would like to know. So we could set up a nursery and get things ready. Be prepared." He smiled and hugged her, hard.

"I was hoping you would say that!" She chuckled and looked over at the clock. She noticed that it was nearing 11 PM. She yawned and realized how tired she actually was. Tony was thinking the same thing beside her.

"Ready for bed?" She sleepily nodded. He smiled at her. He was the luckiest man in the world. Married to the most fantastic woman in the world, the future mother of his child. Life couldn't get any better. She walked to their bedroom but turned to look at him when she noticed he wasn't following her.

"I'm gonna lock up really fast. I'll be there in a minute." She nodded and made her way through the doors of their room and to the bathroom. She needed a shower and some toothpaste. She wasn't surprised when Tony joined her in the shower after he was done with everything in the living room. He wrapped his arms around her and placed feather-light kisses on her neck. She noticed that his hands, where again, pressed on her stomach. She rested her hands on his and enjoyed the feeling of her husband and the hot water that was cascading down on them.

When they got out, they dried off quickly and brushed their teeth. By the time they climbed into bed, it was around 11:30.

"Goodnight Tony." He wrapped his arms around her in an embrace, pulling her closer to him.

"Night, Ziva." He placed his hand on her stomach.

"Night, Miracle." They fell asleep in each other's arms, smiling at their future.