We'll Talk More Later

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A cloud of tense anticipation hung over the Director's office.

Vance was away, and in his place stood an anxious Ziva, a flustered Tony, and a stone faced Gibbs.

It was finally time to discuss the pregnancy. And everyone knew that rule 12 would conflict.

"Have a seat," Gibbs told his two agents, gesturing towards the empty chairs across from him.

Ziva lowered herself slowly into the hard, plastic chair and exhaled.

Tony followed suite.

"So," Gibbs began, "How'd it happen?"

Tony stayed silent.

"Quickly," Ziva commented after a while.

Gibbs scoffed.

"Why?" he probed.

Tony sighed.

"The last few months away from NCIS have helped me to discover myself, and the people who I care about," Ziva tried.

Gibbs raised his eyebrow. "So what exactly do you propose I do?"

Ziva bit her lip. "Save me?"

Gibbs took his head into his hands and sighed.

"The past cannot always be rewritten," he asserted.

"But it can be edited," Ziva acknowledged. "People change. Feelings grow and falter. Love grows."

Gibbs' face broke into a sad small smile.

"Okay," he said finally.

"Okay."

Then he looked up. "Keep the badge. We'll talk more later."

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