Previously
on NCIS
“Ziva
David, will you marry me?” Tony asked in Italian.
Ziva
didn’t answer right away. The last time she was proposed to, things didn’t turn
out so well for her. But she knew that Tony wasn’t anything like Ray. Something
just kept her from giving Tony her answer.
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“Well
Ziva, will you marry me?” Tony asked again pressing the question and wanting an
answer from her.
Ziva
still paused and waited when it came to giving Tony an answer as she stared at
the ring he had gotten her.
“Ziva.”
“Yes.”
Tony
slipped the ring out of the box and onto Ziva’s hand.
“Where
are the kids?” Ziva asked wondering where their daughter and son were at.
“Gibbs
and the Director are watching them over at their house.”
“You
planned ahead.”
“I
wanted everything to be perfect for when I proposed to you.”
“Did
Madalyn and Asher know you were going to do this?”
“Of
they did. They were quite happy that Daddy was proposing to Mommy. Madalyn
helped me pick out the ring. She said that she knows what you like.”
Ziva
smiled at her daughter’s uniqueness.
“Maddy
is her father’s daughter.” Ziva commented.
“Should
we go pick them up from Gibbs and the Director?” Tony asked letting Ziva’s quip
slide.
“Of
course we should go pick up our daughter and son from them. That was a stupid question to ask, Tony.”
“You
want to show the Director the ring.”
“So
what if I do. She’s been like a mother to me since we worked together back
before she took the position she has.”
“Let’s
go get the kids.”
Some
time later as Tony put his kids’ stuff in the back of the car Ziva was showing
her ring to Jenny and Jethro. The kids were still asleep in the living room;
they were deep sleepers like Tony.
“It’s
a beautiful ring, Ziva.” Jenny said.
“Congratulation
Ziva, it’s about time you and DiNozzo did this.”
“Your
rules got in the way until now, Gibbs.”
“Ummm.”
“Just
remember Ziva, Tony is nothing like Ray. You’re safe with him.”
“I
know, Jenny. If neither you mind, I do
have one minor request.”
“What
is it?”
“I’d
like Gibbs to walk me down the aisle on my wedding day, if it isn’t too much to
ask.”
“Of
course it isn’t. He knows that he’s always been a father figure to you.
Question is since you’re likely inviting Tony’s father to the wedding, are you
planning inviting yours?” Jenny asked.
“Eli
is dead to me, so no I am not inviting him. Besides if I did that would reveal
to him that he has grandkids and that’s the last thing I want.”
“Are
you done showing off that ring yet?” Tony impatiently inquired.
“What
are you in a hurry to get home or something?” Jethro asked.
“Ah
yeah boss, I’d like to get my kids in their own beds and I’d like to spend some
alone time with my fiancé before we fall asleep.”
Both
Ziva and Tony liked the way the word fiancé sounded. They’d never get tired of
saying that. So with that Tony and Ziva left, their kids in their arms.
“Now
I have two weddings on my plate.”
“Great
two weddings, this is what I always wanted.” Jethro said.
“Be
happy for once Jethro. Both your daughter and surrogate daughter are engaged. You
should be thrilled that they’ll get to be as happy as we have been for almost two
decades.”
“I am,
I just know that the second that you and the others get together there will be no
safe place for the rest of us when all of you start planning Kelly and Ziva’s respective
weddings.”
“Oh
just deal and be at both weddings so that you can walk each of them down the aisle
at their weddings.”
With
that Jenny and Jethro turned in for the night. Of course Jethro wanted to do more
than just sleep, but Jenny was tired after a long work day and entertaining their
surrogate grandkids. Jethro was pretty disappointed that Jenny declined his advances
but as she always said when she didn’t give into him; suck it up and deal with it. Jethro just hated taking cold showers.
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