Her hands are trembeling, her eyes are closed and she takes the deepest breath that she ever taked before. She opens her eyes. Positive.
-Damn!!! -She says.
Tony comes into the bathroom and smiles to her.
-Hey. -He says.
-Hey! -Ziva says faking a grin and hiding the pregnancy test behind her back.
-It's everything alrigth, Zee-vah?
-Yeah, it is everything fine, why are toi asking that?...
-You're weird.
-No I am not.... I've got to go...-She runs to the door and he grabs her harm.
The pregnancy test falls on the floor.
-Zi, what's that?
-Nothing... I've got to go...
She runs away and lets him with his cœur, coeur pounding...
-Was that a... -He asks to himself. -...No it can't be!!!
Ziva is in the elevator. God, she has to tell him... but first, she'll tell Abby. Maybe it will be easier.
-Hey, Ziva!!! -Abby says adjusting a ponytail.-Everything OK?
-No Abby!!! I can't say this of another way... so here it goes: I'm pregnant.
Abby Google her big greenish eyes and says:
-What? Really... I am so happy!!!! -She holds Ziva in her harms. -Wait... Who's the father?
-It's him....
-Him? Him who?
-Shhhh... Please don't shout! Him...-She whispers.
-Oh, Tony... -Abby whispers too. -Wait TONY? OUR TONY!? TONY DINOZZO!!! -Abby screams.
-Shhh... yes that Tony, our Tony, Tony DiNozzo.
-Oh my god! How did that happen?
-Abby, I think toi know how these things happen, no?!!!
-No, I mean when? Where?!!!!
-Paris...
-Paris... but toi a dit that toi take the canapé in Paris!
-Yeah, we both did...
-Ziva, why did toi lie....?
-It was only a nigth, a escape of everything.... but it felt so rigth...
-I knew it, I knew it... toi like him!!! It was not 'only a nigth' it was 'the nigth'. toi l’amour him, don't you?
-No, no, no... ok, maybe... I do. God, Abby how will I tell him?
-That's easy: TONY, I'M PREGNANT!
In that precise moment Tony comes in:
-Abby, you're pregnant?
-No, no... Not me...-Abby says quickly.
-Tony, I'm pregnant. -Ziva says.
-I'm going... now... -Abby says.-You need to... do that... blah blah thing... i'm going... now... bye.
The room stays in silence.
-So... who is the father? -Tony asks, his eyes staring at her.
-Tony, toi are the father.
Once again the silence rests in the room. It's a cold and sharp silence, as a knife. And it hurts, she's waiting for him to say something, and that hurts.
-Ziva, I...
-Sorry, I should know before that toi would never assume this child... I should know that... -Tears start to fall, and her voice is sad and hurt.-... that...that was only a nigth...
-Ziva... That was not only a nigth, that was special, unic. And I will assume my kid, our kid. And toi know why? Because I l’amour you, and now it is I who I am sorry, I should have told toi this before. Do toi l’amour me?
Her cœur, coeur is beating so... is this real? Oh, god, she hope that is. She knows that is.
-Give me your hand. -She says, and he holds her hand that she leads in the direction of her chest.
There a musique starts playing "Close your eyes, give me your hand... Do toi feel my cœur, coeur beating, do toi understand?"
-ABBY!!!-Ziva says.
-Sorry, sorry, I'm going, now, realy...
He feels her cœur, coeur beating.
-I'm tottaly exposed to you. This is hard for me. To montrer my feelings.
-What do toi feel?
-No. What do toi feel?
-I feel a heart, a very strong heart, and it's beating plus than ever... So what does it means?
Ziva approximates her lips to him. He leans and approximates his lips to her too. Nobody wants to be the last to taste it, so exactly at the same time, like they share a heart, a body and a soul their lips touch first softly and then plus strong, and plus and more.
The musique starts playing again: "Is this burning? An eternal flame..."
Finnaly they stop and concerted they say:
-ABBY!!!!
-What?
-You're going to be godmother....
-YAY!!!!
-Damn!!! -She says.
Tony comes into the bathroom and smiles to her.
-Hey. -He says.
-Hey! -Ziva says faking a grin and hiding the pregnancy test behind her back.
-It's everything alrigth, Zee-vah?
-Yeah, it is everything fine, why are toi asking that?...
-You're weird.
-No I am not.... I've got to go...-She runs to the door and he grabs her harm.
The pregnancy test falls on the floor.
-Zi, what's that?
-Nothing... I've got to go...
She runs away and lets him with his cœur, coeur pounding...
-Was that a... -He asks to himself. -...No it can't be!!!
Ziva is in the elevator. God, she has to tell him... but first, she'll tell Abby. Maybe it will be easier.
-Hey, Ziva!!! -Abby says adjusting a ponytail.-Everything OK?
-No Abby!!! I can't say this of another way... so here it goes: I'm pregnant.
Abby Google her big greenish eyes and says:
-What? Really... I am so happy!!!! -She holds Ziva in her harms. -Wait... Who's the father?
-It's him....
-Him? Him who?
-Shhhh... Please don't shout! Him...-She whispers.
-Oh, Tony... -Abby whispers too. -Wait TONY? OUR TONY!? TONY DINOZZO!!! -Abby screams.
-Shhh... yes that Tony, our Tony, Tony DiNozzo.
-Oh my god! How did that happen?
-Abby, I think toi know how these things happen, no?!!!
-No, I mean when? Where?!!!!
-Paris...
-Paris... but toi a dit that toi take the canapé in Paris!
-Yeah, we both did...
-Ziva, why did toi lie....?
-It was only a nigth, a escape of everything.... but it felt so rigth...
-I knew it, I knew it... toi like him!!! It was not 'only a nigth' it was 'the nigth'. toi l’amour him, don't you?
-No, no, no... ok, maybe... I do. God, Abby how will I tell him?
-That's easy: TONY, I'M PREGNANT!
In that precise moment Tony comes in:
-Abby, you're pregnant?
-No, no... Not me...-Abby says quickly.
-Tony, I'm pregnant. -Ziva says.
-I'm going... now... -Abby says.-You need to... do that... blah blah thing... i'm going... now... bye.
The room stays in silence.
-So... who is the father? -Tony asks, his eyes staring at her.
-Tony, toi are the father.
Once again the silence rests in the room. It's a cold and sharp silence, as a knife. And it hurts, she's waiting for him to say something, and that hurts.
-Ziva, I...
-Sorry, I should know before that toi would never assume this child... I should know that... -Tears start to fall, and her voice is sad and hurt.-... that...that was only a nigth...
-Ziva... That was not only a nigth, that was special, unic. And I will assume my kid, our kid. And toi know why? Because I l’amour you, and now it is I who I am sorry, I should have told toi this before. Do toi l’amour me?
Her cœur, coeur is beating so... is this real? Oh, god, she hope that is. She knows that is.
-Give me your hand. -She says, and he holds her hand that she leads in the direction of her chest.
There a musique starts playing "Close your eyes, give me your hand... Do toi feel my cœur, coeur beating, do toi understand?"
-ABBY!!!-Ziva says.
-Sorry, sorry, I'm going, now, realy...
He feels her cœur, coeur beating.
-I'm tottaly exposed to you. This is hard for me. To montrer my feelings.
-What do toi feel?
-No. What do toi feel?
-I feel a heart, a very strong heart, and it's beating plus than ever... So what does it means?
Ziva approximates her lips to him. He leans and approximates his lips to her too. Nobody wants to be the last to taste it, so exactly at the same time, like they share a heart, a body and a soul their lips touch first softly and then plus strong, and plus and more.
The musique starts playing again: "Is this burning? An eternal flame..."
Finnaly they stop and concerted they say:
-ABBY!!!!
-What?
-You're going to be godmother....
-YAY!!!!