Christmas Chapter 1, a ncis fanfic

A/N: Okay so... here is a new christmas story. I was going to wait until Christmas to post this but, my lovely Beta, (surferdude8225) threatened me to...an i am quoting " omg put it up! or i'll do what i threatened to do and put it up under me and says it's urs!"

So, here you go, ...

p.s. kinda AU cause Tony doesnt really have all this family but, o well!

Disclamer: Disclamed!

"DiNozzo," Tony said as he answered his phone.

"Tony, is that you?" the voice said.

"Who is this?" Tony said taking the phone away from his ear and finally looking at the caller id.

"It's your mother; I wanted to invite you over for Christmas this year, like always," she said.

"Really? Usually you just send a card," Tony said, annoyed.

"Well I want this to be different. Please come. You can bring someone if you would like," she said softly.

"I'll think about," he said then shut the phone. This was very different; usually she sent a card saying 'DiNozzo's Christmas Party.' It said he should come. Blah, blah, blah. Most of the time he just threw it out. He went to turn the corner, but ran into his partner, Ziva David.

"Crap!" He yelled as he jumped back, startled from the crazy ninja.

"Tony, did I really scare you?" She asked looking at his face.

"Not as much as the phone call I just got," Tony admitted. He walked past her and went to go sit as his desk.

"Gibbs?" She questioned.

"Nope. My parents. Well my mom, she wanted to invite me to the DiNozzo House for Christmas," Tony said in disgust.

"Well, that was nice of her," Ziva said walking to her desk. She sat down at her computer.

"Ya sure, If I had a death wish."

"Huh? Do you not want to spend the Holidays with your family?" Ziva asked.

"Not if I want to enjoy it!" He said, "It's not like I'll go anyway. She knows that too, but she called so she can clear her conscious that she invited me."

"Well, if my family was here, I would defiantly spend the holidays with them. I think being far from them has taught me that," Ziva said. He knew she wasn't talking about her father, most likely he Aunt Nettie, maybe some friends of the family that she had grown up with.

"I can't go there. If I do, I might kill him. No, I will kill him. It's not so easy to forgive and forget, you of all people should know," Tony said. As soon as he said it he regretted it. He went to speak again.

"Tony, listen. If you want… maybe… nah never mind," She said.

"What? Tell me. PLEASE!" He begged.

"I was going to say that if you wanted, maybe, I could go with you. To make sure you do not kill him of course," Ziva said softly. 'Of course he will refuse' she thought, why would he want Ziva there?'

"Uuummm…. ya… only if you want to. I mean, you will be stuck with me for like a week, and don't forget all the other DiNozzos that will be running around the house," Tony replied.

She was surprised by his answer. He really did want her to go. Maybe things could change. Maybe they could go as more than friends.

"I know," she answered, "You do not think I thought about that before I offered?"

"Well, I guess," Tony said. 'Maybe this was good. She would come meet my family and see where I came from' he thought. 'Good? Ha. No. The only welcoming one to Ziva might be my mom. My brother would probably hit on her, and hopefully she will kick his ass to the ground.' The thought made Tony smile.

"Why are you smiling?" Ziva asked looking at Tony's 100-watt smile.

"The thought of you meeting my brother," Tony said.

"You think I cannot handle your family, do you?" Ziva said. He didn't want to respond to that. "You do!"

"Well you see, my little brother is a lot worse than me, and he could try and… well ya know…"Tony drifted away.

"Ah. I see, you are afraid I might like your brother more than you. Yes? Or is it you do not want your brother to like me?" Ziva asked getting up from her desk and moving over and sitting on his.

"No, yes, the first one. He is a giant player, he'll drop you after two nights tops," he said.

"And you are not? A player I mean. Come on Tony, I can handle you and I mean nothing gets worse than you. Right?" Ziva said.

"Fine. We'll leave tomorrow some time," Tony said.

"Time?" Ziva asked.

"Uhhhh… around 9:00 am. Well get to the house for lunch I think or for like 3:30," Tony said.

"Okay," Ziva said getting off his desk and moving to her to get her stuff. It was about 11 and she needed to pack. "I have one question."

"Ask away little ninja…"

"Is it hot or cold there?" She asked him.

"Cold! Well make sure you pack a sweatshirt or something to keep you warm I guess. Average temp is like 22°," He said.

"Okay. I will see you tomorrow then, Tony."

"Yup, Nine o'clock sharp!"

"Somehow I do not believe that…" She said walking away toward the elevator.

9:34 am the next morning.

"Hey Ziva, your chariot awaits you," Tony said.

"I thought you said nine sharp, if I am right… you are about as sharp as a duck feather," Ziva said.

"What?... Zi… that didn't make any sense," Tony said grabbing her bags from her hands and carrying them the rest of the way to his car.

"Well not to you… but you should not count considering you got a 900 on your SATS," She smiled.

"Hey, I tried my hardest on that test. I just slept through most of it because I had a party the night before and…" He said.

"Whatever Tony."

"Just get in the car Dah- veed!" Tony said dragging out her name.

Ziva got into the car and buckled her seatbelt. Tony went around to the trunk, putting her bags in the back with his. She was nervous. A seven hour car ride with Tony. She tried to tell herself many ways not to do something stupid. 1. She could fall asleep. 2. Put her iPod on. 3. Avoid his questions and listen to the radio, even if he did sing along. 4. Forget the rules and kiss him. 5. Act natural. Ziva liked option 4, but somehow, things could get ugly. She decided to combine option 1 and 2 together.

Tony finally got in the car. He looked at Ziva for a moment then started the car. Tony was trying to think of many ways to keep himself from pulling over and attacking her. 1. Focus on driving. 2. Put the radio on and sing all the songs. 3. Kiss her and get it over with. 4. Hope to god she falls asleep or doesn't talk most of the ride. Tony decided to go with a combination of 2 and 4. Thankfully she did fall asleep.

About 3 hours into the ride, Ziva woke up from her nap to find Tony singing Sinatra.

Fly me to the moon

Let me play among the stars

Let me see what spring is like on…

Jupiter and Mars

In other words

Hold my hand

In other words

Baby kiss me

Fill my heart with song

And let me sing forever more

You are all long for

All I worship and adore

In other words please be true

In other words I love you

Ziva pretended to be asleep the rest of the song. She liked to hear him sing Sinatra. It was kind of amusing. She held in her laughter and waiting until he ended to even move.

"Good Morning Ninja!" Tony said when he saw Ziva sit up straight.

"Hello. How far did we get?" Ziva said looking at the roads.

"About four more hours!" Tony said, too excitedly. 'That is if I don't take you right now.' Tony thought, 'Maybe she will fall asleep again.' NOPE! 'A three hour nap, she won't. Damn!'

"So… Tell me about your family," Ziva said.

"O ya well… my mom's name is Christina, and my dad's name is Marco. My mom means well just, she doesn't get things, total airhead. My dad, well you know, never had the best relationship with him. My one brother, Damien, he is married and has a little girl named Isabella and has another one on the way. My younger brother, Matt, never had a serious relationship in his life, and he never will. He is the jokester of the family," Tony said. Tony seemed like he wanted to say something else but stopped.

"Wait, you mean he plays more pranks then you?" Ziva asked.

"Actually, yes… He does." He said. "Anyway, I'd stay away from him, he is always in trouble. O ya, my niece, Isabella is one and a half and she doesn't know how to pronounce any words right. She can't say her R's and she likes to call me Ony (A/N: Yes that says Ony!). Her mom's name is Jessica DiNozzo. She is very smart, I consider her to be one of the best police officers in Ohio. I was the one who introduced her to Damien."

"Let me guess, you hit on her and when it did not work out you rejected her to your brother?" Ziva said sarcastically.

"Nope, I knew her all my life. We were best friends till high school then we went separate ways. After that she was at this party and, well, I thought of my brother when I saw her, turns out she was my girlfriend and the moment's best friend and I just thought it would be nice to see if it worked," Tony said defending himself. He was still joking, just sort of not.

"O, well, that was nice of you," Ziva said.

"Another thing, whatever they say, doesn't listen. They really didn't expect me to show up and the only one I'm on good terms with is Damien, his wife, and Isabella. Everyone else will be kinda shocked I showed. They might be mean at first, just ignore it. I called Jess when you were sleeping telling her we would be coming, but when she told them she said they didn't believe it. Although my niece was very happy to know I would be coming," he smiled.

"Aaww. I am guessing you are her favorite?" Ziva asked. She thought it was really sweet that he got along with his niece like that.

"Ya, Matt really doesn't pay that much attention to her and sometimes when Jess and Damien have to go somewhere, I babysit," Tony said.

"How come you never told me before?" Ziva said looking at him. She loved the way his hair looked today.

"I don't know."

They sat in silence once again until one of Ziva's favorite songs came on. She started to sing along.

I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I'd love you to love me.
I'm beggin' you to beg me.

Ziva turned up the radio, she was belting out the lyrics.

I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I'd love you to love me.
I'll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt.
I'll get home early from work if you say that you love me.

She looked at Tony who saw smiling. He loves it when she let loose and had a little fun.

'Maybe one day he will realize that I am singing the lyrics to him." She thought.

'Maybe she will realize that I'm thinking exactly what she is saying.' He thought.

She was laughing really hard once she finished this verse. She hasn't had this much fun since before summer, Saleem, and Tony's white in shiny armor rescue. That was it right?

I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I'd love you to love me.
I'm beggin' you to beg me.
I'll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt.
I'll get home early from work if you say that you love me.

Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'?
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'?
Feelin' all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin'.
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'?
Feelin' all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin'.
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'?

By this time, they were both singing along, well, screaming. Ziva was bouncing around the front seat to the beat, while Tony sang along trying to focus on the road and not the hot Israeli women bouncing beside him.

I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I'd love you to love me.
I'm beggin' you to beg me.
I want you to want me.
I want you to want me.
I want you to want me.
I want you to want me.

Once the song was over she turned the radio down so that the next song wouldn't so loud. She was still smiling.

"That was fun!" Tony said.

"Yes it was," Ziva said. 'If only…' Ziva thought.

'Maybe...' Tony thought. 'She shouldn't have come; my family isn't the best to be around.'

"Tony…"

"Yes."

"Um… well… I thought maybe we should stop and get your niece something. I mean, it is Christmas," Ziva said.

"HA! Thanks I almost forgot." Tony said. What made her think of Izzy?

They stopped at the Target at the next exit and picked up some toys, and this one video that Tony had called The Wiggles. Ziva didn't know who they were, but he said that she was obsessed with them so he got it. They finally arrived at their exit.

"About 30 minutes," Tony said.

"Okay," Ziva said, she had to admit, she was nervous. She was going to meet his family, not even Abby has met his family and Abby is like his adopted little sister.

A/N: Review! Please!