Title: My Heart Cries for you
Author: Trista Groulx aka dustytiger
ating: T (same as the show)
Disclaimer: I am remain poor and don't own NCIS it belongs to it's creator, network, writers, actors and actresses who bring it to life weekly.
Summary: Tony is diagnosed with leukemia and needs to rely on his family for support.
Notes: So it's time for the epilouge, and what better way to end things than a vow renewal? Oh right and the baby question is answered, no issues or anything from the past just... Some of you have asked for a sequel, I'm a writeM what I want to write and finish the fic, and move on to something fresh kind of gal, sorry folks. My muse has some ideas up her sleeve so keep an eye out for something fresh.

DiNozzo took a deep breath as he stood on the beach, waiting to see his wife in her wedding dress. He was wearing a white tuxedo, with a light pink tie. McGee was acting as officiate again, wearing a grey tuxedo and blue tie to match his date Delilah's. Abby was on one side of him, wearing an almost blood red dress, with black lace along the fringe, and holding a red parasol. Gibbs was on the other side also wearing a grey tux but with a red tie to match Abbys' dresses, Abby Borin was sitting in her seat wearing a simple red sundress. Bishop and her husband Jake were there as well as Palmer, Breena and Celeste all dressed perfectly for the casual beach wedding.

Much to McGee's chagrin Ducky was there with Penelope Lang as his date and everyone was happy that Gibbs had his date. McGee had even managed to get Delilah to attend after promising her he would let her get around by herself as much as possible; he still liked to help and sometimes it would frustrate her. Senior was also in a simple suit and tie, and was acting as Abby's date for the evening as Abby's mystery boyfriend was not attending. Director Vance hadn't been able to get the time off with the rest of the team and the other people they may have invited they knew were there in spirit.

He finally saw what he had been waiting a lifetime to see, his wife walking toward him in her wedding gown, seeing her holding their daughter's hand instead of being escorted by a father figure nearly sent him over the emotional edge. This moment had been more than worth the wait. Ziva was wearing a vintage lace A-line dress that had been her mother's but she had updated slightly. It showed almost no skin, but did leave her back bare. She had never looked so beautiful to him walking toward him, she wore a simple veil.

DiNozzo understood now why his wife had insisted he wear the pink tie it matched the flower girl dress perfectly. Their now two year old daughter was wearing a pink flower girl dress with so much tulle it looked like a cake topper, a tiny tiara on her head with her hair wrapped into a tight bun and a huge smile on face. He locked eye with his wife, and a few tears began to trickle down both of their cheeks. She walked up to him, and took his hand.

"Tali," Gibbs whispered, and the little girl went over to her surrogate grandfather.

McGee started the simple ceremony, which was similar to their original hospital vows. They had all agreed that their original vows had been perfect so there was no point changing it too much. The couple was happy that their daughter got to be a part of the wedding this time. Part way through Tali moved from where she was standing with Gibbs and went over to her father right about half way through their vows.

"Daddy, uppie pes?" she asked softly staring up at him and holding her arms out for him.

The small crowd all awed at the moment, unsure what DiNozzo might do. He knew he couldn't say no to his daughter, so picked her up, swinging her around so that she was on his hip. She smiled glad to be in his arms, and McGee didn't skip a beat as he finished the vows. He looked at DiNozzo uncertainly realising his hands were now occupied with keeping his daughter in his arms. McGee noticed this and decided to switch the rings slightly.

"Ziva, place the ring back on Tony's finger, and repeat with this ring I thee wed," he told her which she did, then turned to DiNozzo. "Uh, Tony take the ring." He didn't want to put down his daughter, so he let her take the ring.

"Careful Tali," he told his daughter. "When Uncle Tim tells you put the ring on Mommy's finger, where it goes."

"Okay Daddy," she told him beaming as she put the ring on her mother's finger like McGee told her to.

Ziva's emotions got the better of her this moment was more special to her than she ever could have imagined. There was a point where she wasn't sure if she was going to lose him, and now he had been in remission for five years, and they were renewing their vows at sunset on a beach in what she was sure was paradise, and their daughter had her own role in the ceremony.

"You may kiss the bride," McGee ended the ceremony.

He leaned in to kiss his wife, his daughter still in his arms. He knew the photographer was probably getting carpal tunnel syndrome from clicking the shutter so frantically. He knew that the picture of this moment would replace the picture inside his "family" picture frame which sat on his desk, showing the small family's first professional photographs.

"Momma?" Tali asked, holding her arms out to her.

Ziva gladly took the little girl, who wrapped her legs around her middle, and rested her head on her shoulder yawning. "Are you tired angel?"

"No Momma." Tali yawned again, her eyes dropped closed.

Ziva laughed then whispered to Tony, "is she out?"

He moved to check and smiled, gently pushing her hair out of the little girl's face and tucking it behind her ear. "Yeah, she is, I guess we pause on the pictures and get you somewhere to sit down."

"I am fine for now, thank you."

Everyone went over to congratulate the couple, glad to see that they had done this despite already being married. The whole time they spoke with everyone Tali stayed asleep on her. They were both happy that they got to have this experience, even though they had been married for five years, knowing that Tony had had a clean bill of health for that long and that they had become a family in that time made them want to share something a little more traditional with their friends and family and she was happy to have their daughter with them to really make it special for them both.

The group moved into a small area the hotel had set up for them, and Tali was still having her nap on her mother's shoulder, and Ziva was happy to be sitting down. She loved having her daughter close like this. She began to stir moving a little trying to figure out where she was.

"Good morning, angel," Ziva greeted her daughter.

"Momma," she whispered, still groggy. "'My in trouble?"

"Of course not, sweetheart." She kissed her cheek softly. "I told you to nap before you put on your dress."

"I'm not tired."

Ziva laughed. "I know angel, I know. We need to get some pictures taken, are you ready?"

"Yeah Momma," she whispered.

"After the pictures are all done we get to eat."

"Okay."

Tali was still tired but went to get the pictures done with everyone. The photographer took the pictures he wanted her in first then they let her go play with Celeste. Both girls only wanted to play in the sand, much to their parents' chagrin. The photographer took a few shots of the two girls in their dresses digging in the sand and forming sandcastles without pails or shovels. Tony pulled Ziva into his arms as they watched the girls.

"If my parents were alive they would tell me I did exactly the same thing with Tali when I was little," she told him.

"That's a good thing, there's a lot of you in her," he told her.

"Do not sell yourself short, she has a lot of you as well."

He nodded. "I like to think she got the best of us both."

She laughed. "You will not be saying that when you get the dry cleaning bill for that dress."

He kissed her lips softly, letting the embrace linger a little longer than he usually did when their friends were around. She pulled away smiling at him, running her fingers along his cheek. He smiled back at her, not needed words to tell each other how happy they were. This was exactly what they would have done five years earlier had been an option. Getting to renew their vows was something they would both always cherish as their wedding; although their original vows felt more emotional this was perfect. They had their daughter there with them, as well as the people who mattered most to them, and like she had requested Tony was sporting a beard.

The small group went into a tent the resort had set up for them, to find a small buffet ready for them to enjoy. After they had eaten the group celebrated, chatting and dancing. Senior seemed quite content to have Abby on his arm for the evening. Part way through the night Tali was getting tired and whiny so Breena took the two girls up to their room for the night, wanting to give the couple some time together that night.

It wasn't too late when the small party began to break up. The couple were thrilled to have had the chance to celebrate with their friends. Tony was happy that he finally got to see Ziva in a wedding dress, but true to himself he was almost as excited to get her out of the dress as he had been to see her in it. Everyone could tell that they still made each other happy, and just how in love the couple was. What they shared was real and good despite how they got there the only thing they cared about was that they were finally there. They didn't dwell on the past, or even talk about when he'd been sick, they simply looked to the future, taking each day they were able to share as a blessing and it was easy to tell that things would continue on the same path for them. Maybe their family would grow, maybe they would face new challenges but whatever happened they knew they could face t together and move past it so long as they had one another.

The End

Notes: Well that was that, I can't believe this fic got so long... I thought it would be fifteen parts when I first started it, and now it's this. I'm glad you came on this journey with me. Thank you for all the kind words, and faves and things. I'm glad so many people seemed to have liked this. Hopefully I'll have something new soon. HUGZ and HEARTS to all of you keep the kind words flowing. It means the world to me that people took the time to read this so thank you. -trista