Family First

Crazy Pregnant Isreali Chick

Ziva was now six and a half months pregnant. And thought she wouldn't admit it, she was very hormonal.

"Tony now!" Ziva exclaimed. Tugging Tali around with her.

"Ziva I'm calling as fast as I can." He said quickly.

"But I am hungry." She complained.

"They'll be here in five minutes. Can you make it that long?" Tony asked.

"I guess." She grumbled. What pizza place takes this long?

Five minutes later there was a knock at the door.

Ziva eagerly opened the door.

"Yeah sorry lady I like got lost and then had to like turn around a stuff." He said holding the pizza out for her.

Ziva scowled. This kid looked ridiculous. Baggy pangs long hair and his hat on backwards.

"Understandable." Ziva said giving him the money and taking the pizza.

He stopped the door with his foot.

"Hey lady what about a tip?" He asked.

Ziva glared.

"You want me to tip you after you were late? I suggest you move your foot before I remove it for you." She threatened.

"Okay okay. Kid thanks for the pizza. Bye." Tony said shutting the door before Ziva killed him.

"Zi you can't just threaten stupid weird looking kids. Especially over pizza." He reasoned.

"Your point?"she asked as she devoured a slice of pizza.

Tony rolled his eyes.

"So hormonal. And food stingy." He grumbled.

"Hey I can hear you." She said grumpily.

"I know sweet cheeks." He said with a smirk.

"Hey I happen to be feeding your child here." She said pointing to her protruding stomach.

"Yeah I'm aware. Kid eats like a DiNozzo for sure. What is this the eight pizza this week? Look even Tali is getting tired of pizza." Tony said humorously.  

Ziva rolled her eyes and looked over at her daughter that was happily scarfing down the pizza.

"Yes she looks so tired of it." Ziva mused.

"Totally miserable." Tony joked as he ate host pizza.

"Pawk?" Tali asked.

"Tomorrow baby." Ziva said softly.

"Grampa?" She asked.

"Tomorrow Tali. It's getting late and Ima is tired." Tony said picking her up and taking her to get pajamas.

"Abba I no tired." Tali tried.

"Tali it's bed time. We'll see Grampa another day." Tony said.

Tali crossed her arms angrily.

"Tali you can get mad all you want. It's still bed time." Tony pointed out.

"Te odio!" (I hate you) She yelled in Spanish.

"Tali I don't speak Spanish." Tony said loudly getting irritated. The rise in his tone attracted Ziva's attention.

"Non mi lasci mai fare quello che voglio!" (You never let me do what I want )Tali screamed. This time in Italian and her mother and father both understood her.

"Talia!" Ziva said with a warning tone.

"אתה ההורים הגרועים ביותר אי פעם" (you are the worst parents ever) Tali yelled finally in Hebrew.

Ziva grabbed Tali by the arm and smacked her bottom a couple of times.

"Your behavior is rude and uncalled for Talia. Now go to bed we will talk about this tomorrow." Ziva said fiercely.

Tali looked at her mother startled as tears fell from her eyes. She hadn't ever gotten a spanking.

"Tony come on." Ziva said quietly. Known if she talked above a whisper her emotions would get the best of her.

"Ziva what was that?" Tony ask softly.

"I did not know she knew how to say such things Tony." Ziva said sadly.

"What did she say other than we never let her do anything she wants to do?" He asked.

"Well the first time she said she hates you. Then when she spoke Hebrew she said we were the worst parents ever." Ziva sighed.

"She's just tired and grumpy she'll be back to normal tomorrow." Tony assured her.

"I hope so." Ziva said.

"I can't believe you spanked her." Tony chucked.

"I did not want to. It was just a reaction." Ziva grumbled.