Okay, before you read this there's one thing you need to know about me. I'm a sucker for romance and happily ever after. No, none of the characters would EVER do this. But how many other people have imagined this and brushed it off because it would NEVER happen? (Answer: countless) I'm just typing what we all WISH would happen!

One year later

"Ziva's been in there for two hours. Is she okay?" Abby asked for the millionth time.

"I'm sure she's fine." Tony said nervously.

"She wouldn't be in there if it wasn't for you, Tony." Tim pointed out.

"Thanks, Probie. Exactly what I needed to hear." Tony said irritably.

"He has a point." Gibbs shrugged.

"So…" Abby started, "did you guys use fertility treatments?" she asked.

"No." Tony replied, and turned back to waiting.

"Really? Because triplets are really unusual." Abby commented.

"I know Abs." Tony replied, still sounding uptight.

"But—" Abby was interrupted.

"Shut up, Abby. I'm nervous enough as it is."

"Why, because three little DiNozzo's lives rest on your shoulders?" Abby asked.

"Among other things."

Abby dropped it and went to go take care of her kids. "Hey, Tim? Can you get the baby bag? I left it in the car and I need to feed Josie. She's fussing and I think she's hungry."

"Yeah, sure." Tim nodded and walked out into the hospital parking lot. Abby subconsciously glanced at Jared, her little boy, sleeping in 'Grandpa Gibbs' arms. Then she glanced at Josie, who had calmed down ever since she had been given to Duckie.

"I think they like you guys more than their own parents." Abby fake-pouted.

"Nah, they just know that grandparents spoil them rotten." Gibbs said, smiling at his only chance for grandchildren. Until today.

The door opened and a nurse came out. "Mr. DiNozzo? You can come in now. Your three little boys are healthy and will be ready to go home within the week."

Tony's face broke into a huge grin. "How's Ziva?" he inquired.

"Mrs. DiNozzo is fine. She has the three children." the nurse filled him in.

Tony walked in extremely excitedly. "Hey, Zee." he said as he walked in.

"Hello Tony." she smiled.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Exhausted. Hey, look as your sons. There will be little DiNozzo's running around this world after all." Ziva smiled.

Tony kissed her forehead. "Thanks to you. I love you Ziva."

"I love you Tony. And I love Ryan, Andrew, and Matt." Ziva replied.

Tony grinned again. "I do too."

One year later, again

"Must we go through this again?" Gibbs laughed as he watched his five surrogate grandchildren play around in the hospital waiting room.

"At least it's only two this time, instead of three." Tony shrugged. "Well, three are being born, but Ziva's only having two."

Tim was trying to keep his two-year-old twins out of trouble while Gibbs, Tony, and Duckie all had one of Tony's triplets.

"Any girls this time, Tony?" Palmer asked as he walked in.

"Nope. Two more boys. Chris and Derick." Tony replied.

"Think you can handle five kids in diapers, Tony?" Jimmy asked this time.

"Nope. But we're gonna." Tony replied.

Jimmy turned to Tim. "How's Abby?" he asked.

"She's fine. She's in labor now with Jenny." Tim answered.

Two nurses rushed out at the same time, almost knocking each other over. "Abigail McGee?" one asked as the other asked, "Ziva DiNozzo?" Everyone in the waiting room stood up. The nurses looked around, utterly confused.

Sarah McGee stepped forward. "We're all here for both of them."

"Oh." the nurses breathed in unison. "Mr. DiNozzo, come with me." one spoke up.

"And Mr. McGee with me." the other said.

The two brother-like agents grinned at each other and went to go see their children and wives. A while later, Gibbs received a phone call. Apparently, the director had resigned and they wanted Gibbs to take his place as the new director of NCIS.

Against all odds, he accepted and gave the team to Tony. Next, Duckie announced to everyone that he was retiring, therefore leaving more time to be with his surrogate grandchildren. "And now you can have somewhere to drop them when you have to work." he said. And Jimmy Palmer was offered the job at the NCIS ME, which he excitedly accepted.

Within an hour, the hospital waiting room was filled. From Gibbs's red-head fourth (and not ex, yet) wife, Lauren to Jimmy Palmer's fiancé, Akina were there to celebrate everything. The NCIS family was getting bigger and bigger.

One year later… again-again

"Last time." Tony promised.

Abby rolled her eyes and picked up Derick. "Your parents don't know the meaning of birth control, do they?"

The waiting room was, again, full. There was Gibbs, Lauren, Duckie, Jimmy, Akina, Tim, Abby, Tony, Josie, Jared, Jenny, Matt, Ryan, Andrew, Derick, and Christian.

"Tony DiNozzo." the nurse, coincidently the same one they had had every year. "Welcome back. I know you wanted to be surprised this year, so let me be the first to tell you that you have two healthy daughters. Ziva is waiting for you to help her choose names."

Tony walked in and picked up one of the cuties. "Hi baby." he turned to look at Ziva. "How are you feeling?" he asked.

"This is the last time I'm doing this." Ziva grumbled.

"Ah, but hasn't this been fun?" he joked.

"Oh yeah, not getting any sleep in three years is great." Ziva muttered.

"So, names." he said.

Ziva smiled. "This one. With the light brown hair. I think we should call her Kate. Because... I know you all really miss her, so—" Tony cut her off.

Tony looked at his daughter. "Kate is perfect. That's a great name, Zee. And everyone else will love it."

"And I want to name this little one after Gibbs. After everything he's done for us. But, she's a girl. So, any suggestions?" Ziva asked.

"Yeah." Tony said. "Kelli. After his daughter."

"He'll love it." Ziva smiled.

Tony kissed her cheek. "Well, it's not like we have to worry about the kids distorting your looks. You're as gorgeous as ever."

"You have to say that." Ziva whispered, exhausted. "I can kill you with a paperclip."

One year later… I promise this is the last one!!!!!

In the waiting room: Duckie, Gibbs, Lauren, Abby, Tim, Tony, Ziva, Jimmy, Kevin (Sarah's husband), Josie, Jared, Jenny, Ryan, Andrew, Matt, Derick, Christian, Kelli, and Kate.

"Back again?" the nurse said, walking out.

"Always." Tony smiled.

Ziva smiled. "But not for me this time. I think I would die."

"Well, Akina is ready for you, Mr. Palmer. Your little boy, Jacob, is fine. He's sleeping. You can go see them."

Jimmy jumped up.

"It's not as great being a new father when he keeps you up all night!" Tony called after him.

"Yes, it is, Jimmy. Ignore him!" Tim called again. He directed his attention to the nurse. "How's Sarah?" he asked anxiously. Kevin's anxiousness was mirrored in his features.

"Mrs. Thomas is still in labor, we'll call you when she's ready Tim. Calm down. Were you this nervous when Abby was pregnant?" the nurse teased.

"Yes." Duckie, Gibbs, Ziva, and Tony all said.

A few minutes later, the nurse walked out. "Mr. Thomas, Sarah and Eva are fine and you may go in now."

"Finally, after being a father of three, you get a niece." Abby smiled and put her hand on Tim's shoulder.

Gibbs looked around at the ten kids already playing on the ground. "This stops now. Everyone's done. Promise?"

Everyone laughed.

One more year later. Don't freak out.

Abby and five-year-old Jenny walked into the NCIS squad room from the elevator. It looked pretty normal. Chaos. Gibbs, although director now, refused to stay in his office and was typing away at some lead on Tony's computer. Tim was trying to work and entertain Josie and Jared at the same time. Kevin, who had gotten the job as probationary field agent, was on the phone with Sarah, who was Gibb's new secretary. And that was just half the room. The other half was the DiNozzo family at Ziva's desk.

"How's Jon and Kate Plus Eight over there?" Abby called.

Tony's head snapped up to look at her. "That's Tony and Ziva Plus Seven, Abs." he corrected.

Abby laughed and looked at the kids causing the stress look on their parents' faces. "Hey, I'm taking the van to Duckie's." she snickered.

"Abby, you're a lifesaver." Ziva laughed. "Okay, everyone with Abby!" she commanded. Abby walked over and took the two two-year-olds' hands.

"Come on Kate. Come on Kelli." she urged the twins along.

"Bye mommy. Bye daddy. Bye Uncle Probie. Bye Grandpa Gibbs." the four-year-old triplet boys, Ryan, Andrew, and Matt, said kissing each person on the cheek goodbye in turn.

Ziva hit Tony. "What?" he protested. Derick and Christian, the three-year-old twin boys, followed their older brothers and said goodbye to everyone.

"Uncle Probie? They are their father's children. My little girls will not be corrupted by that. Will you, Kelli and Katie?" she cooed at her adorable little girls.

Abby scooped the two year olds up in her arms. "Say goodbye to everyone."

"Bye Daddy. Bye Aunt Zee. Bye Uncle Tony. Bye Grandpa Gibbs." Josie and Jared called.

"I didn't think this place could be any louder and more chaotic than Tony." Gibbs started. "Then you all decided to have kids!"

Abby and the parade of kids made their way down to Autopsy office to collect Jacob from Palmer. "Hey Jake. Ready to go to Duckie's?" she asked the one-year-old, who was sitting on one of the many autopsy tables, a little too close to the knifes for Abby's comfort.

"Have fun little guy!" Jimmy said and kissed his son's forehead. "Say hi to Akina on your way out for me?" he asked Abby.

"Sure." Abby smiled. Akina was the NCIS information desk secretary. "We're just heading up to Gibbs's office to get Eva and we're out." Abby put Jacob, Kelli, and Kate in the four-person stroller and headed up to the director's office.

"Hey, Sarah." Abby smiled.

"Hey Abby. Taking everyone to Duckie's?" she asked.

"Yup. How's my adorable little niece?" Abby grinned.

"She's crazy, as usual. She's starting to say little words here and there among her gibberish. It's so cute." Sarah gushed.

"And how is my overworked yet overly wonderful sister-in-law?" Abby asked.

"Tired." Sarah shrugged, "But good." the phone rang. "I'll see you later Abby."

"Bye Sarah." Abby took Eva and put her in the stroller, too. Then Abby and the twelve kids piled into the sixteen-person bus, which proudly declared 'NCIS Daycare' on the side. After placing each of the twelve children in their designated car seat or booster seat, she pulled out of the lot and drove to Duckie's house.

After his mother had died, he had cleaned it out and made it hospitable for the many kids.

"Hi Duckie." Josie greeted.

"Hello Josie. How are you this morning?" Duckie asked.

"I'm fine. When Jared and I start school next year can we still come here after?" Josie asked.

"Of course. This house is always open to you, you know that." Duckie smiled at the little girl.

"Thanks Duckie!" the five-year-old grinned, and ran off to play with her siblings and cousins.

"I know I ask you this every day, but can you really handle twelve one through five year olds?" Abby asked.

"Of course. Don't worry, Abigail. Everything will be fine." Duckie assured.

Abby walked around and kissed everyone goodbye. "Bye guys. We'll be back after work. Love you guys."

"Bye auntie Abby!"

"Bye mommy!"

"Goodbye Abigail." multiple voices called out at once.

Abby smiled. Six years ago, if you had told her that in six years time, she would have three of the most beautiful kids in the world, Tim would be their father, Ziva and Tony would be together, they would have seven kids, Gibbs would find a fourth wife (and it didn't look like she would be an ex anytime soon), Palmer would find a beautiful wife, they would have a little baby boy, Sarah would find a nice guy, they would have a little girl, and they would move to DC, then Abby would have laughed at you and told you to get off the drugs. But if you had told her those things six years ago, you would have been right.

And of course, it was an NCIS-happily-ever-after.