Never Let You Go

By EmyPink

Disclaimer: NCIS is not mine. 'Sigh' if it was, Jeanne would be written out in the first five seconds. The title is taken from the song 'Never Let You Go' by Evermore and is the basis of my Tiva video on YouTube (which could be seen as the prequel to this).

A/N This is going to be a little different from what I normally write. I've decided that I'm going to write drabbles about the life of Tony and Ziva DiNozzo and their children. It's not going to be periodically updated like All These Things That I've Done, it will be updated when I have a new idea or feel like writing something. Any suggestions are welcome.

This first one (and some that follow) was inspired by my cousin who has just revealed to the family that she and her husband are going to have their first baby (I'm very excited - it's the first baby from my generation).

Also thanks to Kandon Kuuson who is a wonderful beta and a great friend :)

Parings: Established Tiva, not sure what else yet

Rating: T for some adult themes

Summary: A look inside the life of NCIS's golden couple.


"Whether your pregnancy was meticulously planned, medically coaxed, or happened by surprise, one thing is certain -- your life will never be the same." - Catherine Jones, Eating for Pregnancy


One:And Baby Makes Three

"Tony," Ziva whispered, a smile tugging at her lips. She pushed herself onto her side and looked at Tony's sleeping body.

"Whaaat," Tony mumbled sleepily, tugging the quilt and pulling it over to his side of the bed.

"I have to tell you something," Ziva said softly, carefully rolling Tony over so he faced her.

"Can't a guy get some sleep?" Tony muttered, checking the bedside clock and attempting to roll over. "It's two o'clock in the morning!"

Ziva laughed softly. "Seriously, Tony, I need to tell you something."

"Does it involve sex?" Tony asked, his words slurring together.

Ziva rolled her eyes. "Not directly."

"Then no want to hear," Tony replied sleepily and pulled his pillow over his ears restlessly. 'There is no way I'm getting any sleep now,' he thought as he rolled onto his front.

Ziva reached over and removed the pillow from his head and said, "I'm pregnant, Tony."

"Hmmm, that's nice," Tony mumbled, trying to focus on sleep. "Good job, Ziva."

Suddenly his eyes flew open. "DID YOU SAY PREGNANT!?!"