"What do you mean 'by the way'?" Tony laughed as Ziva laid on her back and he climbed above her. "You could've put a bow on your stomach or something and told me."

"Next time." Ziva laughed as her husband pushed her shirt up and ran his hand over her flat stomach.

"So another baby." Tony beamed and rested his forehead against hers. "Is there a reason you withheld this information from me?"

"You did not need the added stress, Tony." Ziva said as she looped her arms around his neck. "And I do not want to make a big deal about the baby until everything with Sam is back to normal."

"Yeah." Tony agreed as he nuzzled his wife's neck. "I'm excited for Christmas. Remember when they told us Sam might never see Christmas because of his heart?"

"Yes, and now almost five years later here we are." Ziva smiled as she played with the hair on the back of his neck. "You are sure you are staying?"

"Positive." Tony said against her cheek before kissing it lightly.

"Good, you will be getting up early and I'm going to put a bow on your head and you are going to sit under the tree." Ziva smiled as Tony rolled off of her onto his stomach. He turned his head towards her and smiled.

"Is that right?" Tony asked as he reached out and cupped her cheek, gently stroking with his thumb. "I'll do whatever you want."

"That is what husband means, yes?" She smirked as she rolled over and placed her leg between his as her head rested on his shoulder blade right above where the tattoo of Sam's footprint and his name was. "I missed you, love."

"I missed you too." Tony mumbled as he fell into a peaceful sleep for the first time in three months.

"Get up, Tony." Ziva said as she kissed her husband's shoulder and he growled at her. "Do not growl at me, DiNozzo." Ziva laughed as she moved off him and ruffled his hair. "Get up."

"Why?" He whined as he slung his arm around her.

"I have to put a bow on your head." She smiled as she got out of bed and drug him out by the arm he tried to pin her down with.

"I thought that was a joke." Tony said as he stood and Ziva took in his attire and scrunched her nose.

"You should change, you should be in your pajamas on Christmas morning, yes?" She smiled as she went to the closest and pulled his track pants and Ohio State tee out and threw it at him.

"I was planning on waking up naked this morning." Tony grumbled as he changed under his wife's gaze.

"You were not." Ziva laughed. "You are paranoid to sleep naked now that we have Sam."

"I know." Tony said as Ziva took his hand and pulled him into the living room after hissing at him to be quiet.

"I had already put the presents under the tree before you arrived last night." Ziva said as they stood in front of the tree and Tony yawned. "Sit down."

"Seriously?" Tony asked as he looked at the cold carpet.

"Seriously." Ziva said as if he asked a stupid question. "Let me go get a bow."

"Ziva." Tony whined. "I don't think the bow will make that big of a difference. If my son is more excited about the bow on my head than seeing me, then we have more problems then I thought."

"You are tempting me to wrap you in all the paper I have left, Tony." Ziva said as her husband followed her to the coat closet where she kept the wrapping supplies. "Then, I will put a bow on your pretty little head."

"Aw, you think my head is pretty?" Tony asked as he wrapped his arms around her from behind when she reached up for the bow. "I should marry you or something. Have babies with you."

"Maybe you should." Ziva laughed softly as Tony moved her hair aside and kissed her neck. "Oh wait, you already did."

"You're so funny." Tony laughed sarcastically as Ziva got the bow down and shrugged out of his embrace.

"Go sit under the tree." Ziva laughed as Tony pouted his way over. He sat Indian style and looked up at her like a lost puppy. She grinned and placed a bright red bow on top of his head. "Good boy." She said as bent over and cupped his cheek, kissed him gently and walked away.

"Are you gonna wake Sammy up now?" Tony asked hopefully.

"No, the parent does not wake the child up on Christmas." Ziva laughed as she purposely swung her hips more as she walked back into their bedroom.

"Evil, evil woman." Tony said as he lay on the floor until he heard his son's excited feet on the floor.

"Mommy!" Sam cried as he ran from his room right to his mother's. "Merry Christmas!" He couldn't hear what Ziva was saying, neither could he contain the smile that had taken over his face. "Can we open presents?"

"Of course." Ziva said as she exited the bedroom door and Sam pulled her out by her hand. "Sam, hold on." Ziva smiled. Luckily, the couch concealed Tony since he was sitting on the floor.

"Why?" He groaned. "Did Santa bring me something really good? Is it a puppy?!"

"Much better than a puppy." Ziva smiled as she walked with him down the small hallway until they were in front of the couch and Ziva picked him up so Sam could see Tony sitting there with a bow on his head, smiling bigger than she'd ever seen. She turned to look at her son. He mouth had fell open as he stared at Tony with shocked eyes. "Sammy, who's that?" she asked softly against his ear.

"That's my daddy." He whispered as he still stared at Tony who was standing by now, Sam's eyes now glazing over with tears. Ziva smiled as she set him down on the ground and he ran the small distance to Tony who was also walking towards him. "Daddy." He cried into Tony's neck as Tony wrapped an arm tightly around him and brought his free hand up to stroke his son's messy hair.

"Hey, Sammy, I missed you." Tony whispered against his son's ear as Sam wrapped his arms tight around Tony. Ziva smiled as she grabbed the digital camera she had placed on the counter and snapped a few pictures.

"Daddy." He whimpered in response as Tony stopped stroking his hair to pull his little body tighter against his.

"Hey, it's okay." Tony smiled as he rubbed his son's back and Ziva came to stand with them snuggling against Tony's side that wasn't occupied by Sam. "Come on you still have actual presents to open."

"I don't care." He mumbled as his mother stroked his back trying to calm him down. Tony continued to whisper soothing words in his ear and Sam's breathing finally settled as his tears stopped and he pulled back to look at his father. "I missed you."

"I know, Bub." Tony smiled as Sam reached up and touched his cheek. "I missed you and Mommy too."

"The bow is weird." Sam said as he glanced up at the red ribbon on his father's hair with a scrunched up face.

"Mommy did it." Tony smirked as he kissed his son's cheek and nose.

"She would." Sam giggled as he turned and looked at his mother.

"Hey." Ziva said pretending to be offended but couldn't contain her smile as she kissed her son's forehead.

"You want to open your presents now?" Tony said as Sam rested his temple against Tony's cheek.

"Okay." Sam said as Tony set him on the ground in front of the tree then joined his wife on the couch as he watched his boy make his way through the mountains of presents.

"Sam why don't you go get changed? Everyone will be here soon." Ziva said from the kitchen as her and Tony made breakfast for the team.

"But Mommy." Sam complained as he looked up from his Lincoln Logs.

"Samuel." Ziva warned and he huffed and sulked his way down the hallway to his bedroom.

"Whoa." Tony said as he looked back at Ziva. "Aren't you Ms. Disciplinarian?"

"Oh hush." Ziva smiled as Tony pushed her back against the counter and trapped her with his hands on both sides of her. "Make me." She smiled seductively and he took her lower lip and nibbled it. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck as she slid her tongue in his mouth causing him to groan.

"ZIVA!" Abby cried and what she guessed was Palmer gasped. "What are you doing?!"

"Merry Christmas, Abby." Ziva smiled as Tony buried his head in Ziva's neck and she looked over his shoulder at the team.

"Oh my God." Abby said as she stomped over and spun Tony around by his shoulder and pulled her hand back prepared to slap him. "TONY!"

"Merry Christmas." Tony smiled as Abby strangled him with a hug. "Abby, air."

"Sorry." She said as she pulled back and looked at the rest of them, only Palmer seemed to be the other one that was shocked.

"Welcome back, DiNozzo." Gibbs smiled as he shook Tony's hand.

"Thanks Boss." Tony grinned as Sam came from his room struggling to button up his shirt. Tony smiled as he took his son and placed him on the counter and helped him with his shirt.

"Merry Christmas Sam." Everyone said with a smile as they watched Tony with his son.

"Merry Christmas." Sam said as he hopped off the counter and gave everyone a hug.