It was official Tony was hiding the mother of all secrets. He had kept many secrets in his life but this was definitely the biggest and the hardest to keep. He wanted to tell his co-workers but he knew they would just jump to the wrong conclusion. He couldn't exactly blame him. With his past the way he used to act and treat people. Of course he knew a secret like this could not be kept forever. He just prayed that he could keep it long enough to come up with a good explanation. He hated himself for feeling this way but he was relieved that his co-workers had so much going on in their own lives right now. To notice that he was hiding something. Gibbs had just lost his dad a few weeks ago, McGee was struggling to keep up a long distance relationship with Delilah, Bishop was still adjusting to being at NCIS, and Jimmy was getting ready to be a father. Vance, Abby, and Ducky didn't have any major drama or changes in their lives but they were pretty busy with work and life in general. He did a double take and rubbed his eyes when he saw the disposable cup of juice sitting on Gibbs's desk instead of coffee. Gibbs simply glared at him, stood up, grabbed the cup, and headed towards the elevator. Tony sighed and dropped the note on his bosses desk and sat down at his own. He felt a ball of paper his arm and saw McGee smirking at him.

"What the hell Probie?!" Tony demanded.

"Guess what?" McGee asked.

"You're pregnant?" Tony guessed.

"Yes Tony I'm pregnant, quintuplets, Vance's conceived in Stillwater. On Papa Gibbs's bed." McGee explained.

"Well congratulations." Tony replied.

"Tony I'm not pregnant but the news is equally weird." McGee replied.

"What?" Tony asked.

"Gibbs has laryngitis." McGee smirked.

"Is he going to be OK?" Tony asked.

"He has an excuse to not talk for a few days. You know the orders he usually gives. He will be just fine." McGee assured.

"Great uh I have an appointment at three. So I will be leaving around two. I emailed Gibbs and Vance and left a note on Boss's desk. So I guess no crime scenes this afternoon." Tony explained.

"Are you OK?" McGee asked.

"I am fine just some standard blood-work." Tony replied.

"You just saw Dr. Pitt last month." McGee commented.

"Look I am fine it is just a test but I am nervous because I hate needles! Can we drop it?!" Tony barked.

"Sorry I am just worried about you." McGee replied.

"Well I appreciate your concern but I am just fine." Tony assured.

"Alright I will make sure Gibbs knows and hold down the fort here the rest of the day." McGee replied.

"That is all I ask Probie." Tony replied.

By the time Bishop walked into the bullpen Tony had already buried himself in paperwork. McGee told Bishop about Boss's laryngitis. She replied that he was mean. He could practically hear McGee roll his eyes and complain that his co-workers had no sense of humor. On any other day Tony would have loved that his functional mute boss literally would be a functional mute for a couple of days but today his mind was on other things. He wasn't lying to McGee he was having a blood-test and it really wasn't anything life threatening. The results could potentially change his life forever. He heard a tapping on his desk and look up to see Gibbs standing over him holding a dry erase board with a message scribbled on it. He leaned forward and read the words.

"Morning Tony this is how we talk today got it?"

"Morning Boss I heard you weren't feeling well." Tony greeted.

"It's laryngitis I will be fine."

"Did you see Ducky?"

"Yes and he said I would be fine. I'm just not supposed to talk unless it's an emergency. What's this I hear about you having to leave early?"

"Just a standard blood-test. Nothing serious or life threatening. I tried to get one for after work but this was the latest appointment they had until next week." Tony explained.

"I have Dr. Pitt on speed-dial. I can find out if you are lying about this not being serious. Wait didn't you see him just after we got back from Stillwater?"

"It is no big deal and I did see Dr. Pitt not long ago. This is just a regular physician." Tony explained.

"If you insist well if you want to leave early. You better get to work."

"On it Boss." Tony replied.

Tony shifted in the cold metal chair. While he waited for the doctor to come in and take his blood. He hoped that Sherry had kept her and gotten Sadie's blood drawn. If not he would have to wait until she felt like having it done to get the results. He was sick of being lied to. Sick of every relationship he got in being dysfunctional and exploding in his face. More than anything he wanted this whole ordeal to be over. More for sweet little Sadie than for him. She may only be two but she deserved answers. He just hoped that her mom could stop being selfish for long enough to think of her daughter. It was funny how she acted like he was the bad guy in all this. She was the one who lied to him and only came to him when she got caught cheating and the poor guy who shed tricked into marrying cut off the gravy-train. If she thought that she could ride off him. She was extremely wrong. He was doing this for Sadie and nobody else. All he cared about was giving that sweet little girl a better life. Whether she was his baby or not. If she was his he would take care her in and raise her but if Bill was the father. That was great and he would hopefully give her the life she deserved. As for Sherry she would continue to whore around and leave a trail of broken hearts in her path. From what he heard this was not the first time this had happened. If he had not had to have an tests for HIV, herpes, hepatitis, and just about every other sexually transmitted disease after an incident with blood samples from a prostitution sting. Just last year he would have been worried for his health. The sex month HIV test was the worst especially since the ordeal happened over the summer and he was still waiting the last time he saw Ziva. At least everything came back negative and he didn't have to worry if it was from the blood or his own stupidity.

"Good afternoon Mr. DiNozzo. I am Dr. Pratt." Dr. Pratt greeted.

"Afternoon can we make this quick. I told my Boss I would try to get back to work." Tony asked.

"Well Miss. Lamar already had her daughter's blood drawn. So once we have yours. You will be free to go. I can call you with the results." Dr. Pratt replied.

"Great" Tony replied.

Somehow Tony managed to arrive back to work. Only to find that everybody was still working on paperwork. He ended up excusing himself to go and speak to Jimmy about ten minutes before the end of the day. He hated to put anything else on Jimmy's plate with Breena's pregnancy and everything but he was also the only person who would understand.

"Hey Tony!" Jimmy greeted.

"Hi Palmer." Tony sighed.

"I heard that you had a blood-test today. Are you alright?" Jimmy asked.

"Where's Ducky?" Tony asked.

"Taking some samples to Abby." Jimmy replied.

"OK than I'll make this quick." Tony replied.

"Tony?" Jimmy questioned.

"Jimmy I might have a daughter." Tony admitted.

"What the hell DiNozzo?!" Gibbs rasped.

A/N: So what do you think? Should I continue? Is the little girl Tony's? New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.