A/N: Hey y'all! Sooo, first of all: I'm sorry that I left you hanging with "LA Crisis" but I was reaaally busy. You'll find the next chapter in a few days! Promise!
Now: here's the fanfiction you've all been waiting for! :))
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS or any of it's characters blahblah :D
Summary: Ali, Ziva and Tony go to NYC for the Holidays. What will happen? And what are Ali and Tony up to? Alison Christmas Story for the Holidays! LOTS OF TIVA!
Enjoy reading!

December 24

Alison looked out of the window of the Lincoln Town Car, fascinated by the impressive skyscrapers. Her, Tony and Ziva were finally in New York City. A dream come true for Ali.

Tony and Ziva had promised her this trip when she had won a bet a few months ago and now they were finally here. The plane ride had been rather short and she had been more than excited when they got into a real Lincoln Town Car in front of the airport terminal.

They were currently on their way to the hotel. The Waldorf Astoria. Ali couldn't quite believe it herself. Somehow Tony's dad had heard about their visit to New York – Ali suspected that Abby had told him - and had insisted to pay for their stay at New York's most marvelous place.

Even though Tony had wanted to deny that offer Ali had managed to convince him to take it. Hello?! It was the Waldorf after all! "Enjoying your view there, Ali?", Tony asked.

Ali turned around and gave him the typical stare. "Are you kidding me? It's incredible!", she replied in a "duh"-voice. Tony chuckled and Ziva patted his arm. "Just let her be. She always gets that excited when she visits a new place.", she told him.

Tony squeezed her hand and smiled brightly. Ali watched them and smiled to herself. They were truly adorable and in the last few months they had grown even closer.

And as far as Ali could tell from Tony's look she suspected that something was up – on Tony's part. He wasn't just excited about their first Christmas and New Years together, in New York, with Ali.

There was something more. Something she couldn't quite place. She simply knew it was present. Finally they arrived at the hotel. It was raining a little and Ali mentally cursed.

She didn't even bring an umbrella and her hair would be ruined until she got into the lobby. She wanted to look perfect. Checking in at the Waldorf Astoria was just something..special.

Something you didn't get to do every day. Ali was wearing the prettiest outfit she could find. It was a plaid skirt and a red t-shirt with a navy blue blazer. To add to that she was wearing navy blue ballerina flats.

Since it was quite cold she was of course also wearing nylon tights but you couldn't quite tell she was wearing them from the distance. Just as she was about to ask the driver if he had an umbrella – she really didn't want to ruin her appearance – the car drove past the main entrance.

Ali was confused for a second when suddenly she realized that they were driving into a garage-like entrance. They were arriving at the Waldorf in style. She took a couple deep breathes to calm her excitement.

It would be embarrassing to get out of the car with the "OMG it's the Waldorf"-face. Her car door was opened by a page and he helped her out of the car. "Welcome to the Waldorf Astoria, Miss.", he said politely.

"Thank you.", she replied just as polite. The page got out their luggage and told them he'd bring it to their room, leaving Ali speechless. This was perfect. Just like in the movies.

Like they were celebrities or something. They were treated like Royals. A Princess..Ali surely liked that idea. When they entered the lobby she was once again speechless and feeling more and more like a Princess.

This was just like a dream. Tony managed the check in and soon they were lead to their room. The page opened it for them and Ali had to be careful not to allow her jaw to drop.

It wasn't just a room. Tony's dad had booked them a suite. Their was a king-size bed in the middle of the room and a queen-size bed in a kind of separate room.

At least that way she wouldn't "disturb" Tony and Ziva. There was a curtain in between the two bedrooms. Ali walked over to the bathroom and grinned into the huge mirror.

This was just bodacious. She couldn't quite believe it. She heard the door shut and turned around to find Tony and Ziva standing at the window, arms wrapped around each other and – who would've guessed – kissing.

She tiptoed her way over to them and cleared her throat making them jump apart. "So, I totally think you two are adorable but are you just gonna suck face or can we unpack real quick and go see some of the city?", she asked.

Tony laughed at her "typical Ali behavior" and replied: "Of course we'll go out and see some of the city." "We actually had Rockefeller Center and Times Square planned for this afternoon and night. What do you say, Ali? Up for some ice-skating and a Christmas Eve at Times Square?", Ziva suggested.

Ali gave her the "duh"-look she'd given Tony earlier: "Did you really just ask that?"

About an hour later they finally left the lobby of the Waldorf Astoria. The guy at the information desk had given them a map and had actually drawn the perfect route on it.

"If you turn to your right and walk straight ahead you'll find St. Patrick's Cathedral at the next block.", Ali said, giggling. Tony gave her a weird look but let it go.

Instead he wrapped his arm around Ziva, making her smile up at him. Yes, something was definitely off. Ali was quite sure about that. "Hey Tony? Do you fancy carrying my ice skates for me?", she questioned.

Tony raised his eyebrow. "Who was the one wanting to go ice skating?", he demanded. "Well, technically..it was Ziva's idea.", Ali fired back. Ziva chuckled and looked up at Tony.

"Come on, it's Christmas Eve, Tony.", she said, her eyes sparkling just like Ali's. Tony sighed but took Alison's ice skates anyway. Playing the "Ziva said so"-card always worked.

When they arrived back at the hotel after two hours of ice-skating at Rockefeller Center and a wonderful, almost magical, evening at Times Square, Ali immediately fell into bed.

"Whatever you have planned, go ahead. But don't count me in.", she said, yawning. Tony and Ziva chuckled. Ali had totally enjoyed her evening but of course she was tired now.

The show she had performed on ice-skates had been incredible. "Okay, Ali. Sleep well.", Ziva said, kissing her on the forehead. Then Tony and Ziva left Ali's bedroom and walked over to their bed.

Tony had brought his favorite Christmas Eve DVD and they were gonna watch it in bed – on their flat-screen TV. When the movie came to an end, Ziva snuggled closer into Tony's side.

"Good night, Tony. Love you.", she whispered before she fell asleep. "Good night, Ziva, love you too.", Tony whispered back and when he was sure she was really asleep he murmured: "You'll soon find out just how much."

A/N: Happy Christmas Eve everyone! Where I am we already celebrate Christmas tonight :)
This story will continue until January 5 or 6 :) Please leave a review and tell me what you think so far! :)) (as a Christmas present?! :D)
Love y'all and enjoy your Christmas Eve x33
~ C.