Tony hummed as she slowly danced in a circle, his daughter cradled in his arms.

"Is everything okay?" Ziva sat up in bed.

Tony turned, his body still moving back and forth, "Yup, just having our first father, ninja daughter dance."

Ziva smiled and slid out of bed, "Ninja daughter?"

Tony grinned, "Well, her mother is a ninja, it has to run in the family, yes?" He imitated his wife.

Ziva kissed her husband and slid her arm around him and slowly started to dance with them, "She will be whatever she wants to be and we both know you danced with her the day we brought her home, in the shower, no less."

"Heh. Yeah, she's such a good dancer."

Ziva chuckled and turned, taking the baby, "You need to get dressed."

Tony squinted at his wife, "I do?"

Ziva nodded, "We have that appointment with the real estate agent."

"You were serious about that?"

Ziva walked over and carefully placed her sleeping daughter back in her bassinet, "Yes, we need more room."

"Yeah, eventually, but she can stay in here with us, she's only 5 months old."

Ziva took several steps back towards her husband, "We need more bedrooms, Tony, especially with another child on the way."

Tony tilted his head slightly, "Come again?"

"Believe me, I will." Ziva smiled, "But yes, I am pregnant."

"Again?!" Tony shockingly asked.

Ziva laughed, "Yes, again."

Tony's shock turned into absolute delight. He moved forward, cupping her face with his hands, he kissed her passionately on the lips before lifting her into his arms, setting her down on the bed and kissed her belly and rubbed the side of his face against it.

Ziva slipped her fingers in the back of his hair, lovingly stroking the back of his head.

Tony looked up, his chin on Ziva's tummy, tears in his eyes, "I love you so fucking much."

Ziva smiled down at him, her hands moved to his face, rubbing at his scruffy beard. He turned his head, kissing her hand, "I know."

Tony pulled back, "Heh. So Han Solo of you."

Ziva grinned, "Okay, put me down, so we can go..."

"Right." Tony carefully sat his wife back on the floor, "We gotta get ready."

Ziva took Tony's hand in hers, "Yes, but after you make love to me in the shower." She said, pulling him towards the bathroom, "A couple times or three." She grinned.

"So, this is 6 bedroom, 6 and half bath, a 3 car garage with a swimming pool, which sits on 3.2 acres and it's listed at 899 thousand." A female real estate agent stated in front a large double door, "Ready to check it out?" She smiled.

"6 bedrooms, Ziva?" Tony asked, "Are you trying to tell me something?"

Ziva just smiled.

Ziva was laying in bed, her hands pressed her baby bump.

"You okay?" Tony asked from the doorway.

Ziva nodded with a smile, "Here, I had these made for you." She said, reaching for something on her nightstand.

"What?" Tony walked over to her as she picked up a small box.

Ziva opened the box and pulled out a business card, "It is time for you to go back to work."

"Ziva, I'm not going back to NCIS."

"I know, I know." Ziva said, "Here, look."

Tony took the card from Ziva and looked at it, "The DiNozzo Detective Agency." He read out loud, "What's this about?"

Ziva smiled, "Just think about, okay?"

AN1 - Lets hope tonight Tony gets a perfect send off.

AN2 - At this point, I'm just hoping Ziva isn't dead.

AN3 - Long Live Tiva

AN4 - Actually this might be the perfect way to end this story, a new start for Tony, his own detective agency, but ya never know, it all depends on what happens tonight.