"I am pregnant, Tony" She said, barely above a whisper.

Saying the words aloud made it seem even more real. Four words. Four simple words, and their lives, forever changed. Nothing would ever be the same again.

"You're..."

She nodded; she didn't trust her voice not to betray her.

"Are you ... sure?"

Again she nodded. Tony couldn't believe it, they were having a child. The woman he loved most in the world was pregnant. With his child. He was going to be a father. He started to think about all of the possibilities, bringing their baby home, baseball games, movies nights...and then his thoughts were interrupted.

"Tony, please say something"

"I'm gonna be a dad"

Before Ziva could even respond, Tony had picked her up and started to spin her around. This was real, their baby was real, and their happiness was real. Never before in his life had Tony been so happy. This was much better than when the Buckeyes beating Michigan last week.

When he placed her back on solid ground again, she managed to find her voice.

"So, you are happy about this, yes?"

"Happy doesn't even begin to cover it Zi, we're having a baby!" As she looked at his face, his smile, she could see that he was telling the truth. She looked into his eyes and all she could see was love, love that was eternal.

But there was one question that she had to ask him. One question that could possibly ruin their happy moment. One which needed to be asked, even though she knew she wouldn't like the answer.