Tropical Newlyweds Escape with a Twist

Before the four of us left on our respective honeymoons; Tony and Ziva were going to the Bahamas as Nick and I relaxed in Jamaica, we were wrapping some things up at the office. Our flights were in a few hours, so we had time. Tony and Nick were still itching to leave. On a subconscious level Ziva and I wanted to leave too, but it was hard for us to leave NCIS for a week; NCIS was our home after all. At one point Jenny had pulled Nick aside for a moment.
“What do you need, Director?” Nick asked.
“I just wanted to talk to you for a brief minute before you and Jaylyn left.”
“Sure go ahead.”
“Be careful with her.” Jenny said.
“I will, Director.”
As Nick was with Jenny; I had pulled Jethro aside for a minute.
“What is it, Jay?” Jethro asked.
“I know I don’t have to say this; because I know how much you love my sister and how protective you are of her, but keep her safe while I am gone.”
“I will, Jay. Don’t worry she will be fine.”
Tony, Ziva, Nick and I had been so use to carrying our guns from portal to portal that it was odd for us to leave them in our respective desk drawers for a week. Jethro was losing three of his best agents for a week, but he knew that it would be fine. He still had Kate and McGee around. In anticipation of our departure Jenny had reassigned AJ from field work to Jethro’s team for the time being.
Much like when Jethro had retired four years ago, everyone in the squad room. This time Jethro wasn’t retiring, but still we were family and they were there to see us off. Abby stood in between Jethro’s desk and McGee’s just as she had four years ago. This time Jethro had his arm wrapped around her shoulders. Kate was standing next to Ziva’s desk as McGee was in between his desk and Tony’s. Ducky was standing next to Kate as Jenny stood in the exact same place she stood in when Jethro retired.
Before long all four of us were on our respective flights to our respective honeymoons. Nick had taken care of putting our carry-on luggage in the overhead compartments just as Tony did with his and Ziva’s carry-on luggage. Nick took his seat next to me and took my hand in his. My engagement ring and wedding ring was fully visible as was Nick’s wedding band was. One of the flight attendants stopped by to see if we had needed anything.
“Is it your first time going to Jamaica?” the flight attendant asked us.
“Yes; it is, we’re on our honeymoon.” I answered.
“Well congratulations to you both. You both get a complimentary glass of wine or champagne, which would you like?”
“Red wine, if you could.” I replied.
“And you sir?”
“Same as my wife.”
It was nice to hear Nick call me his wife. A smile played across my face as I heard Nick utter the last thing he said.
“What’s got you smiling?” Nick asked once the flight attendant left for the galley.
“You called me your wife. I love hearing that.” I answered.
A few hours of later Nick and I were in Jamaica in our hotel room. Ziva and Tony were in their hotel room in the Bahamas as well. It was time for us to do what all newlyweds did ever so well on their honeymoons. Ziva had been in the same green dress she was in four years earlier when she and Tony went undercover as the married assassins. At least this time she had her own wedding ring and engagement ring on her hand instead of ones that were from another case.
Just as it had four years ago, Ziva’s green dress hit the floor in a matter of minutes. Once the dress hit the floor; Tony’s eyes lit up. He couldn’t wait to have his way with Ziva. Tony wasted no time when it came to consummating their marriage. He kissed her on her lips; then he moved down Ziva’s neck, to her chest and down.
Before long Tony went in for more. Ziva had reached the moment where her whole body went num as she had an orgasm. Tony and Ziva consummating their marriage was like that second night in Marseilles for Jethro and Jenny.
Over in Jamaica, Nick and I weren’t that far behind Tony and Ziva. Unlike Ziva, I wasn’t wearing a dress. Instead I had a pair of low-rise ripped jeans on that exposed my stomach and my navel ring, my top was one of those American Eagle Outfitters’ cream colored menswear pinstripe vests.
“Do you know how sexy you look right now, Mrs. Balboa?” Nick asked once we were alone in our room.
“Why don’t you come over here and show me?” I answered as I slowly started to unbutton my vest.
Nick was pleased to see that the only thing that was underneath my vest was my bra. Before long Nick had imitated the exact same moves Tony used with Ziva. Much like Ziva; I had reached orgasm level as we consummated our own marriage.
Over the next few days Nick and I continued have sex. Tony and Ziva did the same. On our last day both Ziva and I had noticed that we weren’t ourselves. We were both nausea in the morning. We had decided to see a doctor before we went back to DC. Ziva and I each waited in a Doctor’s office on our respective islands.
The Doctor that took care of Ziva came in a few minutes later to tell her what he had found out from the blood work.
“Mrs. DiNozzo, I have some good news for you and your husband.” the doctor said.
“What is it?” Ziva asked as she took Tony’s hand.
“You are pregnant with what looks like twins.”
Meanwhile Nick and I waited in a Doctor’s office in Jamaica waiting for the results of my blood work.
“Mrs. Balboa; the good news is that you don’t have a parasite. The better news is that you are pregnant.” the doctor said.
We were all stunned. When we got back to DC and back to NCIS we had everyone waiting to welcome us home along with some wine. Nick and Tony each took a glass of wine from Jenny. Ziva and I were a little more hesitant; knowing that we would be putting our unborn children in danger if we took the wine.
“Come on, you two take the wine.” Jenny insisted.
“They can’t.” Jethro said like he already knew why we couldn’t drink.
“Why?”
“We’re pregnant.” I said.
“You’re what?” Jenny inquired.
“Ziva and I are pregnant. What did you think we did on our honeymoons? See the sights?”
Everyone congratulated us, but I could still see that Jenny wasn’t all that thrilled with me. But I didn’t care if she was or wasn’t. I was happily married and I was going to be a mother in nine months. Both Ziva and I were completely happy and absolutely glowing.