Author: parischangedher PM
There's a blizzard outside. The NCIS team is stuck in the building on lockdown. And to top it off, Ziva's in labor. T for safety. :Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Drama - Tony D. & Ziva D. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 6,238 - Reviews: 71 - Favs: 52 - Follows: 90 - Updated: 12-08-12 - Published: 07-13-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8316387
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Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS...and I got this idea from a request by thefandomwhore on Tumlbr. It was going to be just a short drabble but I decided to make it into a small story. :)
Ziva was 8 ½ months pregnant. She really shouldn't have been in the NCIS building – she was on maternity leave. But, because of her stubborn self, she came to visit with her team. Sure, she has seen them many times, but I wasn't the same compared to how often she always used to see them. Happily she made her way out of the elevator and entered the bullpen with a smile on her face, much to the three men's disappointment.
"Zi, I thought we agreed that you were going to stay home. There are already flurries outside and it's going to start snowing harder soon." Tony said.
"Cold temperatures are never good for babies." McGee added. Gibbs just gave Ziva his signature glare.
"You are being ridiculous! There is nothing wrong with getting some air. I like the snow." She smiled looking outside the big windows before taking off her huge winter coat. "And besides, I wanted to see you finally get that man to confess. What was his name again?"
"George Davis." McGee supplied unwillingly.
"Right, him." She sat down at her desk as best she could with her protruding stomach. "I have been looking all over for this!" She said as she took out her iPod from her desk drawer. I knew I did not lose it." Smiling to herself she turned to her computer as the other men stared at her in bewilderment. Gibbs looked over at Tony and he shrugged. There was nothing any of them could do, really. She was the same Ziva, after all.
After a few minutes Gibbs' phone rang. "Gibbs." He said into the phone. "We'll be right there." He stood up and the three followed his lead. "Suspect's in custody. Let's go." He walked over to Ziva. "Observation Only, you hear me?" She nodded and he smiled. They all made their way to the interrogation room. Gibbs opened the door to see George looking down, playing with his hands. This is just too easy, Gibbs thought as he quietly slipped into the chair across from him as the rest of his team watched through the one way mirror. Ziva stood in between Tony and McGee, her focus concentrated on the man in front of Gibbs.
"He will confess." Ziva predicted.
"I think you're right Ziva. Just look at his body language." McGee added. Tony nodded his head in agreement as the three stared at the interrogation.
The man looked up at Gibbs with guilt-ridden eyes. When his eyes met Gibbs' icy stare, he stuttered. "Look, I-"
Gibbs chuckled. "We know you did it George. We have enough proof to send you away even if you deny it. You might have a judge go easier on you if you confess though." He was bluffing, and his team behind him knew it. They did not have enough evidence to make the charges they had against him stick. But nevertheless, George bought into every word Gibbs spoke.
"I…I want a deal." He said nervously as he looked anywhere else besides Gibbs' face.
He spoke calmly. "Tell me what you did, and we'll see."
George gulped. "A-alright. You're right. I did it. I killed her."
"You killed who?"
He took a deep breath. "I killed Betsey Parks, who was my girlfriend."
"Why?" Gibbs asked calmly.
"She...I didn't mean to, really. It was an accident. I didn't mean to hit her that hard."
"Why, George?" Gibbs asked again, growing a little impatient with this man.
He looked guiltily at Gibbs. "I found out she was cheating on me. When I confronted her at her apartment it was ugly. We started fighting. I…I hit her on the head. I didn't mean to kill her, honest." He looked up at Gibbs' glare with pleading eyes. Roughly Gibbs stood up and angrily opened the door to the hallway.
"What about my deal?"
Gibbs looked at him over his shoulder. "Sorry, we don't make deals with men who hit their women." He slammed the door shut and entered the observation room.
"Nice boss." Tony grinned.
"He didn't stand a chance." McGee added.
"And that is why I wanted to come here today. I wish I could-"
"Ziver," Gibbs said, knowing what she was thinking. "I know. But you have to make sure you take care of yourself."
"Thank you!" Tony exclaimed. "I've been trying to tell her that for the past 8 months!"
Gibbs and McGee just laughed as Ziva shot Tony a glare and they all made their way up to the squad room. Not surprisingly, everyone was gone except for Gibbs' team. The real surprise, though, was when they looked outside. Snow was coming down furiously now, and they could hear the wind howling. They were stuck in the middle of a blizzard.
"Great. Just what you need when you're about to go into labor."
Ziva glared at her husband as Gibbs and McGee chuckled. McGee pulled up a message on his phone.
"Uh, guys?" Everyone turned to look at him. "We're in lockdown until further notice." Everyone stared at him before the lights went out.
"Great, just great." Tony said in the darkness. He felt his way over to his desk and got out a flashlight, illuminating the area where the four stood close together a little.
Suddenly Ziva gasped and clutched Tony's arm tightly. They made panicked eye-contact and Gibbs and McGee looked on in concern.
"Zi! Talk to me, what's wrong?" Tony asked, afraid he already knew the answer. She looked into his eyes and he saw the confirmation he had been dreading mixed with a look of sheer panic and fear.
"My water just broke."