Wow. I started this story when I was in middle school. Now, in two days, I will be graduating high school. Time really flies by. I'm sorry it took me so long to update and remember that this was even up here! I was so busy these past few years. I dropped the volleyball thing and played softball for a while. I also stage managed for the drama club and actually went as far as interning for a well known theater program for a summer to manage a show for them. Plus, student government and community service. Anyway, here is a new chapter and I hope you guys enjoy it!

Disclaimer: All these years later…..not that much has changed.

A middle aged women appeared across the with her ghostly light and charming smirk. Ziva knew that smirk.

"Daughters wedding?"

"Tony has loved you for a long time now. I knew this would happen soon enough and I like you enough to consider you more than just an in-law." The woman answered. Ziva smiled.

"It is very nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Dinozzo."

"Better be careful. Someone might think you're talking to yourself."

Ziva laughed. "I'm not quite there yet."

The atmosphere turned piteous. Tony's mom bit her lip and moved to the flowers that Ziva had dropped. She picked them up and handed the bouquet back the bride.

"You're little girl would have been beautiful." Ziva lowered her head and placed her flowers on the table at the mention of her and Tony's lost baby as a result of the stabbing. The last month was rough enough with the wedding planning while she was still in the hospital, losing their unborn child didn't help the mix. She returned her gaze back to her future mother in-law once she regained control of her emotions.

"Little girl? You've seen her?"

"I'm taking very good care of her. You don't have to worry about her." Ziva nodded and relief washed over her features.

Abby was standing by the door watching the interaction Ziva was having with the ghost only she could see. Picking up on the personal topic that was being discussed, Abby opened the door just to come face-to-face with the man of the hour. Tony looked like he just caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"I know what you're gonna say, but I just want to check on her before…" Abby raised one hand to cut him off.

"Go ahead." With that, Abby passed through the door and left a puzzled Tony to his soon to be wife.

Tony shrugged and walked into Ziva's room to find her looking intently at the air in front of her. He knew what that meant.

"Did Saleem decide to give you a few words of advice before we tie the very tight knot?" his laughing faded when he saw the look Ziva gave him. She had tears in her eyes and He made his way to her and pulled her into his arms. "I don't know what's going through your head, but I love you and I hope you know that." Ziva looked up at him.

"She's okay."

"Who?"

"Our baby." Tony's face faltered.

"Our baby girl? How do you know this?" Ziva returned her gaze to the air she was so focused on when he first entered the room.

"You're mother is taking care of her. She's here, Tony." Tony snapped his head toward the space Ziva was looking at.

"Mom?" Tony felt a cold presence on his cheek where his mom's hand was placed.

"I could never miss this, Anthony. I was always here and I will always be." Ziva relayed the message and watched as Tony silently let his tears fall.

"I love you, Mom." His mother smiled.

"I love you, too. Both of you." She smiled toward Ziva. "I will see you out there." Then, she faded away. Ziva returned her focus to Tony.

"She went to find her place in the ceremony." Tony faced his bride and pulled her in for one of the most passionate kisses they have ever shared.

"Words can't even express how much love I have for you." Ziva smiled and went to kiss him again, but then heard a cough come from the doorway. They turned to see Gibbs standing in the doorway.

"Save that for later. It's time to get started." Tony smiled and pecked Ziva once before nearly running to doors that led to the alter. Gibbs shook his head and held his arm out for Ziva to take. Ziva laughed, picked up her flowers and took hold of Gibbs arm before she let him lead her to the rest of her life.

As Gibbs walked Ziva down the aisle, he scanned the room to look at the people present. There weren't a lot of guests, but still a good amount of people sitting in the pews. He let his gaze settle on a female in her mid to late thirties. She was beaming at Dinozzo like she was his mother or something. Gibbs put his focus back to Ziva when he felt her squeeze his arm. She was smiling and oblivious to almost everything that wasn't him or Tony until she glanced at the mystery woman. She smiled at her her and then returned back to her previous stance. Gibbs knew it then. He had never seen this woman before because he couldn't see her before. His heart rate picked up slightly and he tried his best to keep his facial expressions in check. He didn't know this was what helping Ziva entailed.

I hope you guys liked it! Let me know what you think! I graduate in two days, but I hope to have another chapter up for you guys soon. Thank you for the continuous support and love!