DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NCIS.

MERRY CHRISTMAS ALICE ! Hope you like it :) I quite like it... shocker :L And I know its rather short, but its the best I can do. Love youuuu xxx

Tonight was the night. It had approached so quickly. Where had all of the days gone since she had found out? She was starting to get so nervous. It was so unlike her. Ziva David was never nervous. Well, not for a stupid thing like this anyway. Yes, maybe she was a little nervous when she stood at the top of those stairs, pointing a gun at her half brother. Possibly a bit when she got into bed with Tony when they were undercover. But never, ever had she been nervous before for something like this. She felt so un-Ziva like. As if she wasn't herself. Heck, she wasn't herself. As she twisted a strand of her dark curly hair between her fingers, and slouched back in her chair, she wondered why she was feeling like this. Was it the fact that the whole team was going to be there, or the idea of seeing her partner dressed up, and him seeing her in her dress. Just thinking about it gave her butterflies. Such a strange feeling. But in a way she was quite excited, but the nerve drove that feeling away from her. She was such a strong person as well. She sighed at her doubt. She could get through this. And she just hoped that her 'little hairy butt' wouldn't interfere.

As always, Tony sub-consciously knew it was his cue to speak.

"So Zee-Vah," He drew out her name. "You thinking about the party tonight?"

"No!" She responded rather quickly, which gave away the fact that she didn't want to talk about it.

"That was a quick response, Zee-Vah," he drew out the name again.

"Nervous perhaps?"

This time she paused for a few seconds before replying bluntly,

"Tony, I am not nervous for a Christmas Party. Now stop irritating me or I will kill you with this paper clip."

She held up a small paperclip at arms length, then dropped it back on her desk.

Tony smirked at that statement. How many times had she said that to him? Hell, how many times had she threatened to kill him? Well, let's just say he stopped counting a LONG time ago. Now he just couldn't help but smirk.

"What you smirking at DiNozzo?"

Gibbs did his usual 'appearing around the corner at the right time' thing, holding a large CafPow! in either hand. Tony pulled a face behind Gibbs' back and Ziva laughed. He always made her laugh, no matter what the situation was. Tony smiled,

"The fact that you brought me coffee."

He reached out to take the CafPow! From Gibbs' hand but his boss's reflexes were quick.

"Hands off DiNozzo! It's for Abby."

This time Ziva smirked.

"Oh, of course! I almost forgot. Abby's your favourite team member. You hate me."

"Always have, always will, DiNozzo," he replied and headed for the lab.

Tony rose from his chair in false anger.

"About me or Abby?"

Gibbs' lips shaped into a smile.

"Both."

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