Chapter Three

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Ziva couldn't speak. Pregnant? That was not what she was expecting when she realized she was "sick". She shook her head at the news.

"That's not possible, Abby. I cannot get pregnant." A flash of recognition flashed on Abby's face.

"Somalia." Ziva diverted her eyes to the window. Why was this happening to her? She and Tony had talked about kids. She had told him that she wasn't able to due to all the harmful things that she had been through in her life. They had decided to explore other options. They considered surrogacy, but Ziva quickly threw that idea out the window. She didn't want some other woman carrying their child. They hadn't talked about it in a while. They had gotten busy with work and life.

Abby got her attention back.

"Ziva. Blood doesn't lie. Looking at your estrogen levels, I can determine with 100% certainty, that you're pregnant." The words took a second to sink in. She was pregnant. She was pregnant with Tony's child. A huge smile broke out on her face and tears welled up in her eyes. This was a miracle. A sob racked her form and Abby quickly enveloped her in a hug. Ziva hugged back with equal if not more force.

"I cannot believe this." She laughed. She was having a baby. She had to tell Tony. Needed to tell him. She pulled away from Abby and Abby could see the look in her eye.

"Go. Tell him." Ziva practically ran out of the room. She didn't bother waiting for the elevator, opting to run up the stairs instead. She made it in record time to the bullpen. Tony was sitting at his desk when he saw her run in, tears and a smile on her face. He stood up in record time as she threw her arms around him. He held her close, not knowing exactly what was going on.

"Ziva. Are you okay? Did the test results come back?" He felt her nod from the crook of his neck. She pulled away from him, only a slight bit, and couldn't stop the smile on her face from grow even more.

"You're smiling so I'm guessing it's good news." She nodded again.

"Tony." Her voice barely above a whisper. He placed his hand on her cheek, ignoring everyone in the building as they were staring at them.

"I'm pregnant." His jaw could have hit the floor. Pregnant? She was pregnant? How? Well, he knew how, but he thought that she couldn't get pregnant.

"What?" He could tell that she was literally shaking.

"I'm pregnant." She repeated. He couldn't hold back anymore. He picked her up and swung her around in his arms. This, this was the best thing that could have ever happened to them. They could have their own child. He had come to terms with not being able to possibly have a biological child, but now, they could. She was pregnant with his baby. When he placed her back on the ground, he planted a long and passionate kiss upon her lips. She responded equally in return. When they pulled away, Tony pulled her into a hug. Tears were freely falling from his eyes, which just made him hug her tighter. She was crying too. She was going to be a mother. Tony was going to be a father.

Tony pulled back and placed his hands on her still flat stomach. Their baby was in there. Growing and living. He planted a small kiss there and looked up to see the tears cascading on her cheeks.

"It's a miracle." She nodded and they hugged again. Gibbs and McGee watched the pair with amazement. They had always kept to the out of the office rule, but now, here they were sharing one of the most important moments in their lives. This couldn't get any better. Gibbs smiled at them, McGee was too. He saw Abby come out of the elevator. He could see the smile that was plastered on her face. She saw the pair and was so happy for them. Tony and Ziva rest their foreheads against one another, smiles on their faces. They were pregnant. They were going to have a baby.

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