"So Miss Sciuto your five weeks gone. Do you know who the father is?" Asked the doctor. Abby nodded.

"Well I would advise that you inform him." Tears welled in Abby's eyes.

"He's dead." She said in a tear-filled voice.

"Oh. Oh I'm so sorry." Said the doctor.

"You may leave when your ready." Said the Doctor as she left the cubicle. Ziva slowly approached Abby where she lay on the bed.

"Abby. It'll be O.K."

"Zi. We've known each other long enough. You can call me Abz now." Said Abby with a hiccup.

"Right Abz. Lets go." Abby nodded

"I'm sleeping at NCIS at the moment. My house is being fumigated." Abby said with a sigh.

"Hey Abz. I can see a bump." Said Ziva with a smile. Abby half smiled back before throwing herself backwards with a 'flump'.

"Damn mood swings." Abby thought bitterly as she lay in her makeshift bed two hours later. She slowly unsheathed an Athamame and sat up. She pointed the tip of the Athamame to her stomach and counted to three...

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