TRADITIONS

By Peppe1951

Summary: Gibbs and his team celebrate Christmas in Stillwater, PA this year.

Warning: Disciplining of an adult. Don't like? Don't read! Disclaimer: NCIS belongs to CBS and Paramount; I only write about them.

Chapter 1

It was December 22nd and Gibbs was on his way home for Christmas for the first time in a long, long time the only difference this year was that he was being joined by his NCIS team. Ducky and Abby were traveling together and had left earlier Monday while he had to wait until every report had been approved before he and his carload could leave.

"DiNozzo, you have been sneezing for nearly the whole journey and there is no way I'm going to let you out of this car unless it is a dire emergency," growled Gibbs.

The team was going to be off for a week to spend the Christmas holiday and was taking advantage of if by spending it with the Jackson Gibbs in Stillwater, PA. The only exceptions had been McGee and Palmer who traditionally spent the holidays with their families.

This was Ducky's first visit to Stillwater; his mother had died only a few weeks ago and he had no family left with the exception of the team so Gibbs had been quick to invite him. Abby had opted to ride with him leaving Tony and Ziva to ride with Gibbs.

The weather had turned nasty and they had been forced off the road until conditions improved for them to continue on. It was during this time that Tony had reverted back to his childhood and was now pestering Gibbs yet again to go out and play in the snow.

"But Boss, I'm only sneezing; that only means that I have allergies not a cold. It must be the cologne that Ziva is wearing that has me sneezing. Can't I just get out for a few minutes and build a snowman? I'll make a small one and then I'm back in the car," argued Tony.

"NO! I don't care if the sneezing means that you are experiencing an allergic attack. I'm not taking any chances with you. If I let you out of the car and you get sick then Ducky will get mad at me and if that happens I promise that you won't be in any need of blankets to keep warm tonight," Gibbs barked angrily.

That disguised threat stopped Tony momentarily and while he was quiet Ziva spoke indignantly. "My cologne isn't the reason for your sneezing Tony; I've been wearing it all last week and you didn't sneeze once."

"That's different, I wasn't as close to you as I am now Zee-Vah," replied Tony.

"What about when we were riding in the truck…that is as close as we are now?" Ziva continued to argue.

"No it wasn't, McGee was riding with the boss so we weren't all sharing the front seat packed in like sardines."

"So what is the difference now? I'm in the front seat and you are in the back and you are sneezing."

"Maybe it is because your cologne is drifting behind you like Pepe Le Pews' scent follows behind him," explained Tony confusing Ziva even more. She had no idea what he was talking about.

"ENOUGH! I've had it with you two. It's like I have two kids driving with me. One more word from either one of you on this topic and I'll be warming up two bottoms instead of one," barked Gibbs.

While Tony and Ziva were considering their next move Gibbs eased back out into traffic; the storm had lessen up enough that he thought they would take the chance to travel on. Gibbs felt that if he was to stay any longer parked by the side he could do serious harm to his two "kids."

"Gibbs," began Ziva tentatively, "we aren't at work now, so you don't have the right to discipline us, especially in the matter you are threatening."

"You tell him, girl," encouraged Tony.

"So you don't think I have the right to spank you, is that what you are telling me, Ziva…Tony?"

"Nope," the two agents replied in unison.

"Well, I don't agree. I've finally come to the conclusion that I am sort of a surrogate father since I do care for you and it pains me when you are hurt so that gives me the right to punish you as I see fit…whether we are working or on vacation or off work. If I see you are not performing in a manner befitting your station then I will punish you and in the manner I think best," explained Gibbs sternly. "Now what do you have to say to that?"

"Gee, Boss, I've never really had a father that actually cared for me. My old man only cared what it meant to his name….thanks Dad."

"My father is not here and only seems to care for Mossad these days…I thank you for this honor."

Everything was going fine as Ziva and Tony thought about what Gibbs had just told them; then Tony piped up and announced, "wait until Abby hears about this…we are now siblings."

Gibbs only shook his head at the statement as peace settled in the car momentarily until Tony sneezed, "AAHHHCCCHHOOOO" again.

"That's it, as soon as we arrive Ducky is going to check you out," Gibbs ordered.

"But its Ziva's fault for wearing that cologne, Boss…I'm not sick!"

"It's not my cologne, Tony," replied Ziva and the whole argument started up again as Gibbs began to boil…they were definite going to get it now.

"SLAP!"

"Boss, Ziva hit me," Cried Tony surprised.

"Ziva! Don't hit Tony; that's my job!"