To be honest, A Girl With A Wish is probably one of the last stories that I would have ever done a sequel for, but here we are *shrugs*.

Shout-out to Ashley for being a huge help with this.

Enjoy, you guys! X

Prompt: "And in closing, congratulations on finding someone who you think you can put up with for the rest of your life."

"This is going to be the worst Maid of Honor speech in the history of the written word."

And in closing, Ziva, congratulations on finding someone who you think you can put up with for the rest of your life," Megan Gibbs sighed as she looked at her baby sister who was in her high chair on the opposite side of the table. "This is going to be the worst Maid of Honor speech ever, isn't it, Hannah?"

Megan slammed her pen down on the table, scrunched up the speech and threw it right into the trash can beside her just as her Mom walked in.

"Hey, sweetheart, how's the speech going?" Jenny Gibbs kissed both of her daughters' foreheads and sat beside the baby.

"Not great," Megan answered. "I just can't seem to figure out what to write."

"How about you leave it and we go to Ducky's, hmmm?" Jenny suggested. "Your father's in the car."

Megan nodded as she got up and took her sister from the high chair, placed her on her hip, put on her shoes and the three of them went out to the car where Gibbs was waiting. They all got in, with Megan putting Hannah in her car seat, and they drove to Ducky's. The older three got out, Jenny got Hannah from her car seat and they walked to the door. Megan knocked three times and Ducky answered.

"Hello, my dear," he whispered as he hugged her.

"Hey, Duckman," she replied.

They broke apart and Ducky hugged Gibbs and then Jenny, cooing at Hannah as well. They all went through to the lounge and sat down.

"I'm just going to go and get the chicken out of the oven," Ducky said.

"Do you want some help with it?" Megan asked him.

"If you want to help me," he answered.

She nodded and got up, following him to the kitchen.

"What's up?" He asked her as they began to sort the dinner out.

"Wrong? What makes you think anything's wrong?" She responded and he gave her a pointed look. "I can't think of a maid of honor speech. I've been trying for days but nothing's coming to mind."

"Tell me what you think about Ziva," the Scotsman requested.

"Huh?" She questioned in surprise.

"Tell me about Ziva," he repeated.

Megan took a deep breath.

"She's kind, she listens, she loves fiercely, and she gives the best advice."

"What about Anthony?"

"He's funny, he's sweet and he's the only person that would willingly stay up talking about Star Wars with me."

"Why do you love them?"

"Because they understand me, and love me even on my worst days."

Ducky smiled as he squeezed her hand briefly.

"Megan, darling, there's a quote by Victor Hugo. "The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves." I think that applies here, don't you?"

Megan looked at him, her face lit up in realization.

"Can you please get me a piece of paper?" She requested.

"I can do you one better," he answered.

He went over to a cupboard and pulled out a notebook and pen, handing them to her. She kissed his cheek quickly before sitting down at the table and she began to write as he watched her, a proud smile on his face.

NCIS

Megan, Ziva, Abby and Gibbs all stood outside the door into the ceremony room.

"You ready?" Gibbs asked Ziva.

"Ready as I'll ever be," she responded before turning to Abby and Megan and hugging them at the same time. "I love you both more than you'll ever know."

"We love you too," the two of them chorused.

They broke apart and Gibbs opened the door. They all walked in and up the aisle. Megan caught Ducky's eyes and she could barely contain her wide smile. They reached the top of the aisle and Megan gripped Abby's hand, tears in both of pairs of eyes as the officiant introduced the ceremony. They reached the vows and Tony spoke first.

"Ziva, to me, you are perfect. I can't see myself without you beside me. You make me smile, you make me feel like I'm floating in the air, but most importantly you make me feel loved. You remind me that there are people worth melting for. I'm so glad I get to call you my wife. I love you."

Ziva smiled, before she spoke.

"Tony, you are everything to me. You're the first thing I think about when I wake up, and the last thing I think about when I go to sleep. It's been six years since we met, and looking back on it now, I realize that I have fallen more and more in love with you each day. You make me feel like I can do anything. I'm so glad you're in my life, and I'm so glad I get to marry you."

He smiled too, both of their eyes filled with tears.

"Tony, do you take Ziva to be your wife?" The officiant asked the film buff.

"I do," the film buff answered.

"Ziva, do you take Tony to be your husband?"

"I do," the Israeli replied.

"Then by the power invested in me by the District of Columbia, you may kiss the bride."

Tony kissed Ziva, and the whole room erupted in cheers. Megan ran over to McGee, who was Tony's best man, and they hugged tightly.

"You look amazing," he whispered to her.

"So do you," she answered.

They broke apart and walked back down the aisle behind the bride and groom. They reached the parking lot and Megan hugged both Tony and Ziva.

"I'm so happy for you guys, this is what you deserve."

"Thank you, Megs," Tony answered. "By the way, you look amazing in that dress."

"Thanks, Tony. Please tell me you guys are going to get some alone time now."

"We're going to have fifteen minutes before the food, and then we'll have some more before the dancing," Ziva assured the teenager.

"Good. Now, you two get in your car, and we'll meet you at the hall."

Megan kissed the cheeks of the newly married couple who got in their car, and she got into her Dad's beside her baby sister, who was falling asleep in her car seat.

"You feeling okay about your speech, Meg?" Jenny asked her daughter.

"Surprisingly, yes. I just hope Tony and Ziva will."

"They will, Megan," Gibbs assured her. "They love you, and they're going to love your speech."

"Thanks, Dad," she answered.

NCIS

Megan took a deep breath before gently knocking against her glass with her knife. People began to look, and she stood up, tapping her finger against her thy.

"Um, hi. My name's Megan. I'm the daughter of Tony and Ziva's boss. The thing is, as you can probably guess, they're not just my father's colleagues. They're my best friends. I've known them for over a year now and I can say with no hesitation that you can't find better people than the two on my left. They complete each other. You can tell that from everything shared between them; every word spoken, every thought, and every look shared, that they are happy with one another. They've been there for me, and for the rest of us whenever we've needed them, and happiness with the person that is right for them is the least they deserve," Megan wiped a tear from her cheek before she raised her glass of juice as she looked at the bride and groom. "Here's to Tony and Ziva. I love you both endlessly."

"To Tony and Ziva," everyone else in the room said as they raised their glasses.

She sat down, and Ziva hugged her tightly.

"I love you too, you special, special girl," the Israeli whispered.

Megan smiled into Ziva's shoulder, and then they pulled back, and the eating began.

NCIS

"It's time for the first dance, so could the bride and groom would please come onto the dance floor?" The DJ asked.

Tony and Ziva walked onto the dance floor and shared a knowing smile, which Megan caught.

"Abby?" She asked the goth.

"Yeah?" The forensic scientist answered.

"Something's up."

The song they had chosen began to play and Megan grew overwhelmed. Her eyes filled with tears and her lip trembled because she knew exactly which song they had chosen. And all she could think about was what Tony had asked her just eight months before.

Flashback

Megan was sitting in her room on her laptop with her friends, trying to figure out what songs to put on the playlist for her birthday party. Someone was in the doorway, watching them with a small smile.

"Shake It Off!" Catalina cried suddenly and Megan face palmed.

"Of course, how could I have forgotten that one?" She asked, before catching the eyes of the person in the doorway. "Hey, Tony, what can I do for you?"

"I wanted to ask a small favor," he replied nervously.

"Do you want us to leave?" Alexis questioned, gesturing to herself and Megan's other friends.

"No, stay," he told them to which they nodded and he turned to Megan. "I want to propose to Ziva at your party, but only if you're absolutely okay with it."

The redhead looked at him incredulously.

"Tony, of course I'm okay with that. You and Ziva mean the world to me, and I'm so happy for you. How do you want to do it?"

"To Love Story. What I was thinking was you played it at your party, and I asked Ziva to dance, then when the proposal came the music paused, I got down on one knee and asked her."

"Two things: first of all, that's the best idea I've ever heard. Second of all: that's the best song I've ever heard. You have taste."

"Thanks, Meg. You sure you're okay with this?"

"I'm sure. There's nothing I want more for you both than for you two to be happy with the person you deserve to be happy with."

Tony hugged her tightly.

"Bring it in," he told her friends from Megan's shoulder and the six of them all shared a group hug before pulling apart. "I need to get back to work. I'll see you guys later."

"We love you, Tony," Megan reminded him as he got up and walked out of her room.

He turned around, a smile on his face.

"I love you all too."

He walked out, and the five friends gripped hands, overjoyed.

End Flashback

Megan smiled at the memory as she watched the couple sway on the dancefloor. The song finished and they made their way over to her.

"Well, Megan, do you think we chose a good song for our first dance?" Ziva asked her.

"The best," the teenager responded before she hugged them both.

"Thank you," Tony whispered in her ear.

"Anytime."

They broke apart, and her smile was wider than the Cheshire Cat's.

"You are a wonder, Megan," Abby told the teenager as she sat back down beside her and squeezed her hand.

"So are you, Abby."

Thank you so much for reading. I hope you're all safe and well! X