Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that appear in the TV show. Otherwise Tiva would have been together in season four and not take this long to get together. As it is they are all owned by Belisarius Production and CBS. Just a reminder that the Pontiac GTO is an Australian export and that it is not American. Go Aussie Go. Any original characters that appear in the story are all mine so I can claim those.
A/N: The epilogue has arrived, everything has been brought together and I'm now glad I've finished it all. Thanks for all the loyal readers, please continue to review. Thank you, you have been the encouragement I needed even when I've hit the wall as a writer. Thank you for your help. I would love to thanks my friends who have supported me, given me things to think about and even added things to make this story possible and even more romantic. Thanks heaps Emy and Tim you're both been awesome. Tim especially you've been my biggest supporter and you deserve credit.
So all you know this is my final piece of my Tiva Series…it may even be the last NCIS fanfiction I write as well. I'm looking at writing original stuff…so be on the look out for any of that stuff. Thanks for everybody who has read my stuff from beginning to end. You have all been a blessing. Thank you, Kandon.
Six Weeks Later
The engine of the Pontiac GTO cut out as Tony smiled at Ziva. They had reached their destination, he unbuckled his belt and climbed out of the car. He looked very well turned-out dressed in his Armani Suit. He walked with no sign of having taken a bullet to his ankle. He'd worked extremely hard to regain his ability to walk without a limp or hobble. Tony felt so fit and able to do so much now. At first when Tony had returned to work the previous week Ducky had been keeping an eye on him. That and the fact that Gibbs had him on light duties like desk work had gotten Tony to the point of almost losing it with McGee. If Ziva had not intervened, McGee would have been laid numerous times. As it was Tony was now back on full status as of this week.
Tony moved to the other side of the car opening the door. Ziva stepped out of the car, dressed in a beautiful cream silk dress that clung to her form with a slit that showed almost all her olive back. Ziva was wearing matching stilettos, giving her some extra height. Her long dark hair hung loosely around her shoulders matching the colour of her dark brown eyes, while her make-up accentuated her beauty. Taking Tony's arm, they began to stroll through the almost empty car-park. "What are we doing here Tony?" Ziva hissed.
"Wait and see sweet cheeks," Tony whispered back, "Don't you trust me?"
"Yes," Ziva whispered back, "But I feel a little bit like a fool overly dressed like this."
Tony grinned at her as they made their way down the path into the Jefferson Botanic Gardens in the heart of Washington DC. Tony lead Ziva deep into the botanic gardens as they walked down the broad path that led to the amphitheatre in the centre of the Botanic Gardens. Tony and Ziva paused atop the lip of the rise that looked down into the grassy bowl, by the old oak tree that he usually sat by was a table and two chairs. Atop the table was a three-pronged candelabrum, along with two sets of cutlery. The area around the table was scattered with white candles of all sorts of shapes and sizes with red roses scattered about to add colour. Standing off to the side of the table stood three people, Andrea, a waiter and a chef. Tony turned to Ziva grinning, "Shall we go down?" Ziva flabbergasted at the sight before her and nodded silently to him. Tony led her slowly down the hill toward the table and chairs. "Bongiorno, Andrea." Tony greeted as he and Ziva approached, "I appreciate all the trouble you went to."
"It was not a problem." Andrea smiled, before moving to Ziva to kiss her cheek, "Bongiorno Ziva. I hope you enjoy tonight's movie selection."
"Thank you." Ziva breathed, she was still amazed at the sight that was before her.
Tony grinned at Ziva as he led her to the table, he let go of her to pull the chair back for her. Ziva moved as in a trance as she sat down. Tony took a seat opposite her and asked: "How do you like this?"
"Tony, you're amazing." Ziva sounded astounded at everything that was set up.
Andrea approached the table through the candles and roses, "Are you ready to select a movie?"
Tony grinned at Ziva as she looked at him, "Ah…can we have 'It happened One Night' Andrea?"
Andrea beamed, "Certainly." She turned to Ziva, "I think you'll like it." Turning to Tony: "When do you want dinner served?"
"As soon as the movie is halfway through," Tony grinned before adding, "Could we have the wine list?"
"I'll send the waiter over." Andrea nodded before retreating into the darkness.
"Clark Gable and Claudette Colbert," Ziva added, surprising Tony slightly, "Won Five Oscars, including Best Picture, Best Lead Actor and Best Female Actress. Is considered one of the greatest romantic comedies in the history of cinema." Tony looked at her speechless, Ziva smiled slyly, "I'm improving my movie knowledge Tony, you don't need to gaze like a fish."
"It's 'gape like a fish'," Tony added shaking his head with surprise, "You inevitably surprise me. When I don't expect it."
"I like to keep you interested." Ziva teased as the waiter reached the table with a bottle of wine in his hand. Ziva turned to inspect the bottle before looking at Tony, "2003 Tantalus Red Shiraz/Cabernet Sauvignon. Elderton…Australia! How much did this cost you?"
"It's from the year we met." Tony laughed genuinely happy, "I don't care about the prize. Neither should you."
"Tony!" Ziva started at him.
He ignored her and nodded to the waiter, "I'll have some." Motioning the waiter to pour some into his glass, he picked it up and with careful practice sniffed, swirled and took a sip of the wine. He grinned at Ziva, "I grew to learn about wine a long time ago. Let's say my father expected me to become a wine merchant when I left Ohio State." Tony nodded at the waiter appreciatively, "We'll have this."
The waiter nodded moving to Ziva's glass and poured. He stepped away as Ziva picked up the glass, "You're cease to amaze me."
"So that wasn't on your dossier of me?" Tony teased her, "I'm surprised." He lifted his glass to her, "L'chaim!"
"Mazel Tov." Ziva acknowledged lifting her glass to him.
The movie started and halfway through 'It happened one night' dinner was served. It was roasted vegetables that melted in the mouth, along with Beef eye fillets. Dessert came later with coffee and tea, in the form of Chocolate éclairs. When the movie finished, it left Tony and Ziva surrounded by the candles that were burning all over the place. Tony watched her, his eyes bright and that crooked smile that made her go weak at the knees played over his face. "What Tony?" Ziva looked at him suspiciously.
"You look different. It's like you're glowing." Tony smiled warmly at her, "It makes you even more beautiful."
As if on cue slow and melodic music began to rise to the sound of Russell Watson singing 'Amore Musica'. As Tony took Ziva in his arms, they twirled around while the waiter removed the chairs and table. They swayed gracefully, Ziva placed her head on his chest as they moved together. "I love you." She whispered as they danced close to one another.
"I know." Tony whispered back before he kissed her forehead lightly. Then he pulled away from her as the music began to die down. Ziva could see that something was worrying him or at least making him feel nervous and he took a deep breath. Her concern turned into sudden surprise as Anthony DiNozzo knelt down on one knee in front of her amid countless lighted candles and scattered red roses. "Wow, it's harder than it looks." he sounded extremely nervous. Tony mustered his courage, "Ziva David…would…would you marry me?"
Ziva took a deep breath as emotions swept over her like a wave, a single tear ran down her face but all the time she was smiling, "Yes!" Tony rose, wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her swinging around and grinning. Tony lowered her to the ground and Ziva let out a breath, "Tony there's something you should know."
"What?" Tony looked at her in surprise.
"I'm…I'm pregnant," Ziva smiled at him.
"What?" Tony went white, "You mean…" His legs felt like he had no strength left, his mouth went dry, his heart pounding in his chest. Tony's eyes locked with Ziva's checking that she wasn't joking. "When? How?"
"When we made love that… night…Tony…" Ziva looked at him and a sense of fear began to fill them both.
Tony's hand ran over her cheek, stroking it softly, "You mean, I'm gonna be a Daddy?" He began to smile, and then the smile grew wider until it he began to laugh. The laugh sounded merry and wholesome, catching Ziva around the waist he lifted twirling her around. He slowly lowered her to the ground, "You are so beautiful."
Ziva blushed burying her head into Tony's shoulder, "I was so worried."
"Why?" Tony pulled her away to look in her eyes.
"I thought you'd…" Ziva started as she looked him in the eyes.
"I know that the last couple of months haven't been the easiest for both of us. Hell, I don't even know how we survived all this. But there was always one thing I was more than sure of, that we both would find a way to get through this. I mean look at us now. We're standing here in the middle of the most beautiful place in D.C, having a fabulous time despite all that has happened. I know that I haven't been the easiest guy to live with, especially while I didn't know if I was Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde. All I know is that I'm really sorry for what I did to you. I can only image what it must have felt like to shot your partner being fully conscious. But you've been so amazing the last couple of weeks, helping me getting better and healing faster that I'm more than convinced that we will survive this new challenge in our life."
Once again totally surprised by Tony's actions and openness, the only thing Ziva could think of was to hold Tony tighter and enjoy their closeness. "There is nothing really to be sorry for, Tony. After all, it is I who hurt you first and probably in more ways than I could ever imagine. If I had not reacted the way I did when you told me that you loved me, all this might not have happened!"
Tony instinctively pressed Ziva's body tighter against his to let her know that he wasn't going to let her go and give her the comfort she seemed to need: "Hey, look at me Ziva. It's not your fault, ok? We both made some pretty bad decisions in the past and probably didn't think about the consequences but we got over it and I think that it's time that we leave all this behind us and concentrate on the future. We will have enough problems then: Crazy mood swings during the pregnancy, disgusting food combinations and cravings I'm sure you'll have, changing diapers though I'm 100% sure that that's something you'll have to do entirely on your own. Even thinking about it makes my skin crawl."
Slightly chuckling at his words, Ziva hit Tony's arm and kissed him lightly on the lips. "I'm sure we will work something out, yes? I am sure I have plenty to offer so that you will do exactly what I say." The smile on both their faces was enough to convince them that they would be fine and work out whatever lied ahead of them. Wrapping their arms around each other's neck, they starred in deep into the partner's eyes before they shared a kiss full of love and promises.
Touching their foreheads together, "I love you Ziva David," Tony grinned at her while holding her as close as possible their heads resting on each other. "We're going to have a beautiful baby, and we're going to be the best parents." He whispers into her ear while they stood in the middle of the botanical garden surrounded by candles and savoring the presence of the beloved one. "I'm never going to lose you ever again!"
A/N: Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed reading the story. Thank you for the all the reviews and thank you to you all the loyal readers of my writing.