Tony and Ziva were lying on the grass in front of their bran-new house, gazing up at the stars. Tony's arms were wrapped protectively around his wife, and she was resting her head on his chest, with one hand playing with the few chest hairs that were exposed. Their four year old son and their one year old girl were safe in their beds, sleeping soundly. Ziva had rocked and sang Kelly to sleep, and then she and Tony both tucked in their son Daniel. Ziva snuggled up with their son in his racecar bed while Tony read them story after story until he finally fell asleep. They then crept quietly out of the room and Tony had led his wife outside onto the grass.
They had a comfortable silence as they just lay with each other, thinking, listening, watching the sky and just enjoying being a family – one that neither of them had when they grew up.
"What are you thinking about?" Ziva asked him as she snuggled deeper into his strong chest.
"Remember all those years ago and we were standing at the vending machines at work?"
Ziva chuckled lightly. "We always stood by those vending machines at work, Tony."
"Yeah, I know. But I'm just saying that I get it now."
"You get what?"
"I understand about what you asked me about."
Ziva was still confused. "What are you talking about?"
He smiled. "I'm talking about soulmates Ziva. I get it now. Lying here with you, with our two beautiful children sleeping inside our own home, with you as my wife. I finally get it now."
Ziva smiled. This seemed like a good a time as any. "I take back what I said, about you never getting it. And for once I am so glad to be wrong. You make me so happy Tony, and the fact that you now understand is a really good thing, especially now."
Tony looked at her curiously. "Why now?"
She smiled, laced her hand in his, and turned to look at him directly in the eyes. "Because, Tony, we are about to expand on our happily ever after and feel even more like soulmates." She took his hand and placed it on her stomach, and he gasped in surprise and disbelief.
"You don't mean…"
"Yes, Tony. We're having another baby." He broke out into a grin and pulled her onto him, hugging her tight. They stayed that way for a while, until they heard their baby girl waking up and crying through the baby monitor. They both sighed and started laughing as Ziva started to break away from him.
"Duty calls." Tony said as he stood up first, then held out his hand to help his wife up.
"I suppose so." She laughed as she laced his arm in his and they went up the porch steps together, hand in hand, to comfort their little girl.