Tony and Ziva

Tony softly closed the bedroom door behind him as he heard Ziva shift on the cama across the room. She catches sight of him and sits up in bed, stifling a yawn.

“Hey sweetcheeks, how was your nap?” Tony asked as he sat down on the cama siguiente to her.

“It was refreshing, just what I needed after today,” Ziva replied.

“Oh yes, how is our little own doing?” Tony asked as he rubbed his hand over Ziva’s belly, smiling as he did so.

“The doctor dicho it’s perfectly healthy, and we can find out the sex of the baby in two weeks if want,” Ziva said, smiling at Tony’s hands on her ever-growing...

This is my first Tiva fanfic. I hope tu like it!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own ncis o any of it's characters. That is the genius that is Don Bellisario.

Tony edged his way through the elevator door, holding the multiple coffees in one hand and Abby's Caf-Pow drink in the other.
“How do tu do that?” McGee asked.
“He doesn't know.” Gibbs spoke suddenly, making Ziva jump.
“Gibbs! Coffee?” Without waiting for an answer, Tony handed Gibbs a coffee.
“Thanks.” Gibbs said. He took a sip. “Come on. We have a dead Marine in southern Pennsylvania. McGee-” he tossed him the car keys-”You're...