Chapter One

Ziva smiled as they stepped out of the elevator and into the parking garage and Tony immediately slipped her hand into his.

"So pizza or Chinese?" Tony asked as they stopped in front of her car. He smirked as he pressed her against the car and placed soft kisses down her jaw and neck.

"I do not care, Tony." Ziva laughed as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "We are going to have to tell them soon."

"Tell them what?" Tony questioned pulling back and resting his forehead against hers, kissing her nose.

"About Anthony." Ziva smiled as she played with the short hairs on the back of his head.

"Them, as in Gibbs?" Tony questioned nervously.

"And McGee, Abby, Ducky, Palmer." Ziva laughed. "The director."

"I don't wanna." Tony pouted.

"Tony, it has been a month since we've gotten back from Rota." Ziva started as she loosened his tie. "They still think I was in Tel Aviv and not with you. We have to tell them."

"I don't wanna." Tony repeated. "I want to keep Anthony and our relationship all to myself."

"The longer we hide it, the worse it will be when it is revealed." Ziva said and kissed his chin. "We will talk at home."

"Okay." Tony agreed and kissed her cheek before walking off to his car.

Ziva smiled as she watched her husband walk off towards his car then got into her own and drove off excited to see her son.

"Hey, where's Ziva?" Tony questioned as he walked into the apartment and kicked his shoes off.

"She hasn't come home yet." The older woman said with a smile. "Was she supposed to?"

"She just left before me, I guess she took a different way." Tony said as he surveyed the area looking for his son.

"He's sleeping." She said with a smile.

"How's his cold?" Tony asked as he pulled his phone out to check for messages.

"Getting better, his nose is still stuffy." She said with a smile as she picked up her purse and jacket. "See you tomorrow Mr. DiNozzo."

"Okay, thanks Rose." Tony said as he held the door open for her and closed it once she was gone then turned and headed to his son's room. Tony smiled as he saw his two-year-old son cuddled up with a stuffed Eeyore Tony had bought for him before he was born. "Anthony." Tony whispered as he stroked his son's back. "Wake up bub, or you won't sleep tonight." Tony groaned as Anthony glanced up at him before turning away from him.

"Daddy." Anthony whined as he tried to push Tony off his bed.

"Come'on Jay." Tony said as he plucked Anthony from the bed and brought him back into the kitchen. Jay was short for junior, which Tony was only aloud to call him. "Where's your mother?" Tony asked concerned as he kissed his son's warm forehead. "You're still warm." Tony noted as he pulled his phone back out and called Ziva.

"Daddy?" Anthony questioned as Tony snapped the phone shut and setting the phone down on the counter.

"I know." Tony said as his phone began to buzz on the counter. He looked at the screen and saw Gibbs' name light up. "Jay, can you do me a favor?"

"Uh huh." The little boy nodded.

"Don't make a sound while I'm on the phone, okay?" Tony asked as he picked the phone up of the counter.

"Okay Daddy." Anthony said as he laid his head on his father's shoulder and placed his thumb securely in his mouth.

"DiNozzo." Tony answered as he held the phone to his ear.

"Tony," Gibbs started and took a deep breath. "There's been an accident."

"What to you mean?" Tony asked, his breath escaping him as his heat started pounding. "Where's Ziva?"

"Bethesda." Gibbs said simply and softly.

"I'll meet you there." Tony said as he snapped the phone shut. "Jesus." Tony sighed as he put his phone in his pocket and wrapped his other arm around his son, hugging him closer to him.

"Daddy, where's Mommy?" Anthony asked into his father's chest, feeling Tony's tension.

"We're gonna go visit her." Tony said kissing Anthony's temple and setting him on the ground. "Go run and get your Eeyore and shoes."

"Okay." Anthony said as he actually ran to his room causing Tony to smile.

"Okay." Tony said as kneeled in front of Anthony to tie the little Nike's that Ziva thought were the cutest thing. "Lets go." Tony said as he scooped Anthony up and brought him out to the car, buckling him in then he sped off towards Bethesda.

"Tony?" Abby questioned as she saw Tony turn the corner with a dark haired toddler in his arms.

"Abs, what's going on?" Tony asked. "Where's Ziva?"

"Surgery." Gibbs answered simply as he stood from his chair. "She was hit by a drunk driver."

"She's gonna be okay?" Tony questioned as he adjusted Anthony in his arms. "Right, Boss, she's gonna be okay?"

"She should be fine, DiNozzo." Gibbs assured as he placed a hand on Tony's unoccupied shoulder. "Now, who's this?"

"My son." Tony said simply as Anthony gripped his shirt tighter.

"You better give me more than that, DiNozzo." Gibbs growled.

"Anthony Dominic DiNozzo III." Tony said as he eyed a doctor, then looked back at Gibbs. "He's two and is currently recovering from a cold."

"Damnit Tony!" Gibbs yelled causing Anthony to flinch and squeeze his Eeyore tighter. "What exactly happened in Spain?"

"Yeah, Tony, where's his mom?" Abby asked.