A/N: Ok, so this is just a random funny fluff I wrote several months ago. I'd forgotten about it, and just dug it up. Please leave me a little feedback? I'm really sad about the last story I posted, which only a handful of people have reviewed. This is a really stupid little thing, I admit. But I still hope you like!

Disclaimer: I do not own any NCIS peoples or plots. Although I'd LOVE to have Tony around. ;)

Abby Sciuto walked quickly into the office, and found Ziva David standing in the isle between desks, rocking what appeared to be an infant wrapped in a fluffy white blanket.

"Abby! Abby, thank the Lord! This: Child. Me: Ziva. Help please!" She begged.

Abby laughed. "Does 'freaky Goth chick' mean nothing to you, Ziva?" But took the wailing child.

"Thank you. I'm going to run now." She brushed past her black-garbed friend.

"Wait, Ziva…" But Ziva was gone, into the elevator. At that moment, Abby's boss, Jethro Gibbs came around the corner.

He took one look at Ms. Goth with the baby, gave an exasperated roll of his eyes and shake of his head, and said irritatedly, "For the love of God, Abby! I know you know I love you, but I might have to fire you this time!"

"This is not my small personage, Gibbs!" She protested. "Ziva pinned me with a wailing kid, what'dya want?"

"Oh sweet Lord." He muttered. "Why would she give you and upset child? I mean, she's not exactly the mothering type, but still..."

"I know! Now help me!"
"Oh no. You're on you own, Abs." He shook his head and brushed past her.

As she heard him on the stairs, without turning, she called, "Thank you so much!" He laughed. "You know I actually have things to do, right?"

"Oh, I know." She glanced up to see him leaning against the railing on the balcony, smiling smugly.

"You told her to gimme the baby! Oh, Gibbs, I'm gonna kill you!"
"Actually, not me. But I'm giving her points all the time."

"Alright, and I'm taking points away from you. Now help me out!"

Gibbs rolled his eyes and jogged back down the stairs. He set his coffee on his desk before taking the infant from Abby.

He did a little bounce-and-rock routine, and within three minutes the kid stopped crying.

"What in the Hell?" Abby fumed. "I'm a woman; this is supposed to be instinctive! And yet my boss…"

"I did have a daughter, Abs." He noted.

"Right. Duh. Alright, well, I'll just leave you be now…" She started backing away.

"No you don't! You work for me, Abby…" She turned and bolted for the elevator.

A/N: So…. Please review? I'll love you forever! 3333