Greetings everyone! I'm back! I promise I have not forgotten about my other NCIS story on this site. A little thing called life has interfered with my story writing again. That and college life as a education major. I promise though, I do have another chapter for "Undercover Sisters" that will be up soon. In the meantime, this is a Christmas companion to my other work "NCIS the Musical." Have fun!

The First Annual NCIS Christmas Karaoke Party

Chapter One: Abby's Brilliant Idea-Timmy's Getting Nuttin' for Christmas

Ziva David looked up from her computer screen when Abby Scuito walked out of the director's office with a huge smile on her face. "What is she smiling about?"

"Abby? She always smiles," her partner Tony DiNozzo replied from across the bullpen.

"She just walked out of Vance's office with a smile on her face."

"So?"

"When was the last time you walked out of the director's office with a smile on your face, Tony?" Timothy McGee, the other member of the team asked. Their boss, Jethro Gibbs, was off on a coffee run.

"I am in a good mood because I had a brilliant idea that I ran by the director. Guess what? He signed off on it!" Abby's smile grew bigger.

"How did you know what we were discussing?" Ziva asked.

"I can read lips, remember."

"So, what was your big idea, Abs?" Tony inquired.

"The first annual NCIS Christmas Karaoke Party!" Abby replied. "And we all have to sing. Even Gibbs."

"I'm not singing, Abs," Gibbs replied as he walked into the bullpen.

"Yes, you are. Please Gibbs, please?" Abby pleaded.

"No."

"We shall see, Gibbs," Abby muttered as she walked off to the elevator.

"You are in trouble, Boss," McGee mumbled under his breath.

"I am not singing at some party!" Gibbs replied as he sat at his desk.

Tony guffawed for a few moments until Gibbs' stare shut him up. Ziva tried her hardest to keep from grinning at Gibbs' expense.

"Don't you guys have work to do?" Gibbs demanded.

His agents jumped to the task, still exchanging glances over Gibbs' dilemma. The image was in everyone's mind.

Would Abby get Gibbs to sing?

What would he sing?

How is she going to get the rest of them to sing?

Ziva wasn't quite sure she wanted to find out.

Two weeks later

The Party

"Good evening everyone and welcome to the first annual NCIS Christmas Karaoke Party!" Abby announced. "Now, I have put everybody's name on a piece of paper in this bowl. The person whose name I draw out will sing a Christmas song that is chosen by random from this bowl to my right. Does everyone understand?"

Abby looked out at the audience that had assembled. Gibbs' dad was there along with Director Vance's family. Several Agents' children were present. Even FBI agent Tobias Fornell was present as a guest. He was dressed as Santa. His daughter Emily was beside him, ready for the show to start.

"The first victim, I mean singer," Abby joked, causing a snicker from the audience, "is our very own Special Agent Timothy McGee."

McGee paled with the announcement of his name. "Abby, that's not a good idea-"

"Get up there, McScaredy Pants. Show them what you got!" Tony egged him on, pushing him towards the stage.

"Come on up, Timmy and draw out your song."

McGee did so, face alit with redness as he did so. He looked at the title. "Hey, I know this one. That's a good start," he mumbled.

Abby took a look at the song and cued it up. "You can do this, Timmy."

McGee took a deep breath as he stepped up to the microphone. The music came on and he started singing. Pretty sure that his face matched the color of Fornell's Santa hat.

"I broke my bat on Johnny's head;

Somebody snitched on me.
I hid a frog in sister's bed;
Somebody snitched on me.
I spilled some ink on Mommy's rug;
I made Tommy eat a bug;
Bought some gum with a penny slug;
Somebody snitched on me."

"You've been a very bad boy, McGoo!" Tony crooned out from the audience. McGee grinned when Ziva smacked him on the back of his head. He kept on singing, this time with a little more enthusiasm.

"Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.

"I put a tack on teacher's chair

Somebody snitched on me.
I tied a knot in Susie's hair
Somebody snitched on me.
I did a dance on Mommy's plants
Climbed a tree and tore my pants
Filled the sugar bowl with ants
Somebody snitched on me.

"So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
' Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.

"I won't be seeing Santa Claus;
Somebody snitched on me.
He won't come visit me because
Somebody snitched on me.
Next year I'll be going straight;
Next year I'll be good, just wait
I'd start now, but it's too late;
Somebody snitched on me.

"So you better be good whatever you do
' Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you,
You'll get nuttin' for Christmas."

McGee ended with a grin on his face. He had really enjoyed himself despite his initial embarrassment. The audience cheered for him as he took a bow and stepped off the stage.

"Didn't know ya had it in you, Probie," Tony replied. "Don't quit your day job though."

McGee glared at him.

"I think you did a good job, Tim," Ziva replied with a smirk on her face. "I wonder who is going to sing next."

So, who is singing next? Find out soon if you review!