Tiva Short Stories

I would fly 10,000 miles...

"Welcome and thank you for choosing Air-Israel for your flight today" An ever to cheery flight attendant chirped.

I mean Jesus..Err...Moses... It's 3 in the morning, who has this much energy? As if I had just called her que, the life within me awoke and began to summer sault and kick with all her force. "For Pete's sake, knock it off" I begged her, stroking my large belly, in an attempt to lull her back to sleep. "Nice Ziva," I thought to myself, "Already fighting with my daughter and she's not even born yet... Add that to the list of relationships I've screwed up"

I smirked, and then I sighed, I was so exhausted. If creating/ sharing a body with a miniature warrior wasn't enough... I had the stress that I was currently flying back to Washington to tell my ex boyfriend...who I was actually never dating, that I had been Carrying his child without him knowing if for... As of today... 8 months. I mean honestly, What the hell was I doing ?!" What is the proper greeting after one breaks a person's heart, is pregnant with their kid without them knowing, and randomly decides to appear in their lives again? Like "Hi sorry I ruined your life and broke your heart, I have been/am currently pregnant with your kid  without telling you, but now I'm here so let's get beers? But wait we can't get beers because of the whole fact that I am pregnant with your child... Without you knowing it..This was going to be awkward

My worries were interrupted by Ms. Peppy Peppy flight attendant squeaking "Everyone must now buckle their seat belts before take off." I tried to snap the buckle over my massive stomach... It didn't fit. Then I tried to go under it, but that just made me need to pee. Great ! The flight hasn't even taken off yet, and I already need to pee. I. HATE. BIENG. PREGNANT. I mean really what else could go wrong here ? My daughter continued to dance on my bladder, as if to spite me. "Keep it up kid" I hissed. I had not slept in days. I was big, and fat, and swollen, and very pregnant, and did not want to be here. Out of pure desperation I grabbed a pair of headphones out of my bag, stretched them around my massive abdomen, and played opera music through my iPod. It was one of the only things that calmed her. Slowly, the kicks began to diminish.. Until soon there were none at all. "Thank you " I loving yawned to my bump... Then fell into a deep sleep.

I slept for a few hours than awoke roughly , nearly half way through our flight to a searing pain across my belly. "Stupid Braxton hicks" I groaned, and clutched my stomach, ignoring the concerned looks of my fellow passengers. "You listen here kid, no funky buisness until I get things worked out with your dad" I beckoned to the un-obeying wildebeest who I was forced to share a body with. The pain soon concluded, however the comfort of sleep did not, as it returned irregularly every other hour or so. I had experienced Braxton hicks before, but these felt... Different. I suppose it's no every day you have Braxton hicks in an airplane I smiled to myself. At least the flight would be over soon, but the more that I thought about it, that was not actually positive.

The reality of my situation began to set in ... I was flying , 8 months pregnant, across the world, to beg a man who I was never dating to take me, and his secret unborn child back... NO WORRIES. A sear of anxiety rushed up my spine and I shivered, wishing time would stop forever. All too soon, I found myself in the familiar, mildew -scented -outdated -due -to -lack -of government- funding- elevator of NCIS. Fear pulsed through my veins. What the heck was I doing here ? What was I expecting ? That Tony wouldn't hold it against me that I kept his own baby from him. "What kind of idiot am I?" I cried aloud. To further worsen matters, as I yelled, another "Braxton hicks" surged across me. They were feeling more and more real, but the books had said they would... I just didn't think this bad. "Umph" I groaned, and braced myself against the back of the Elevator. What was that breathing crap that they always do on TV? Suddenly the elevator binged, and I forced myself up, my prominent belly making an appearance long before I did. As much as I had longed to hear them, the words struck me like a knife, "Ziva ?" Gasped Tony.
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Switch to Tony POV
I can not believe my eyes. In front of me was Ziva David, the love of my life who I tracked half way across the world only for her to tell me to go home was standing right in front of me. Ziva was here... But as my eyes trailed down from her eyes, in amazement that she was here... I noticed that she had brought something, err... Someone with her. Ziva was pregnant. Like very pregnant. Like could pop at any moment kinda pregnant. "Are you FRICKING kidding me" I asked myself? I've been flirting with this girl for 8 years , and in the 8 months that I'd been gone ... BECAUSE SHE FORCED ME TO LEAVE... Someone else knocked her up." JUsT mY lUcK! I stared in disbelief at her rounded stomach , jealously surging through me.

"Tony," Ziva finally broke the silence, "Can we talk? "

"There's not much to talk about" I promptly said, grabbing my jacket and filing down the stairs.

"Tony" She barked, then half whispered "you have got to be kidding me"

I ran out of the building as fast as I could, but somehow Ziva beat me to
My car.

"Move" I demanded, furious.

Ziva's head was down, and she was bent over,  "Not now Dinozzo" she groaned.

"Not now ?" I repeated, "not now ? Okay well just let me know when the time is right because it never is for me... I tried to be with you for 8 years, I put my life on the line and lie to Gibbs countless times , but the time is not right, and you need to move on... And then some guy wins you over and knocks you up in 8 months ? Yah I get it"

Ziva stood up slowly. She had both her hands wrapped around her abdomen
And was breathing heavily. "Yah not right now you idiotic Man child, because I am currently in labor with your child. So if you don't mind  I need a minute"

"You're what ? In labor with... Wait my... " My fave turns red and I began to stutter "Oh my god.. I am so sorr..."

"Shut up and drive me to a hospital" She hissed, waddling towards me. suddenly I heard a gush of water. "Oh and you might need new shoes, my water just broke" She exclaimed.

"Your water just ... Wait I'm the father... We're having a baby... I've gotta call Gibbs" I said, trying to sort it out.

"No I'm having a baby" she hissed , once again doubled over in front of my car, "ugh" , she groaned. "You are going to stand here and hold my hand and tell me I look pretty or else I swear to god I will kill you and make it look like Winnie the "GAH" she shrieked in pain, "poo did it "
So that's what I did. For 8 hours I sat next to Ziva , and let her dig her fingernails into my hand , and curse my name, and wiped her forehead while she labored my baby girl. Then at 1:28 AM, it was time. "Push" a very attractive red headed Female doctor yelled.{wink wink if you know who this is }
"You're doing great Ziver" I tried to comfort her, while silently mumbling about the injuries to my hand

"Shut up Dinozzo " She demanded me , then wrapped her hands around her belly and yelled "Kid . Out . NOW" With one push, my baby girl Rachel Tali Dinozzo-David was born.

"She's so perfect" Ziva gasped, as she let out her first cry. I wish I could have heard it... I'm a little squeamish around blood and fainted.... But Gibbs told me from the waiting room that it was great !
{Comment if you enjoyed ! This was so much fun to write 💗💗💗💗}