A/N: Very short drabble.I was inspired my Silent Night. When Abby was so excited because Ducky had "Santa" in his lab. She was just so funny.
"Katie, Luke, we've gotta go. Aunt Ziva's waiting outside." Abby McGee called up the stairs top her kids. Five minutes later two children ran down the stairs, 6-year-old, Katie in a red Christmas dress and 4-year-old, Luke in jeans and a red and green striped sweater.
"Mom, Luke pulled my pigtail." Katie moaned as she ran down the stairs. Abby smooth d her daughter's black pigtails.
"Don't worry. You look beautiful Now let's go, everyone's waiting." Abby ushered her children into their coats and out the door. They loaded into Ziva's waiting minivan.
"Did you ever think I would be butlering a family to the mall in a minivan?" Ziva asked Abby as she climbed in the front passenger seat.
"No and it's ushering, not butlering." Abby laughed. Soon, a small voice was heard from the back,
"Ima, Danny spilled his juice on Tatiana!" Ziva cursed in Hebrew,
"It is okay, Talia. We are almost at the mall."
When they arrived at the mall ten minutes later, Ziva had Abby bring the four kids inside to wait on line to see Santa while she changed baby Tatiana into juice free clothes.
Ziva entered the mall a few minutes later and found the four children sitting on a bench right next to the line for Santa.
"Where is Auntie Abby? Why is she not waiting with you?" Ziva asked her children. Katie answered by pointing up to the platform where Santa was seated. Ziva turned and saw Abby sitting on Santa's lap. She walked a little closer and heard what Abby was saying.
"Santa, if you wouldn't mind, I really need a new mass spectrometer. Major Mass Spec is just not what he used to be."
A half an hour later when they group returned to NCIS, Tony and McGee asked Ziva how pictures with Santa went. In response Ziva handed them a photo. In the photo, Abby was smiling her biggest smile and sitting on Santa's lap.
"She asked for a new mass spectrometer." Ziva laughed. "None o f the kids sat on his lap, they were all terrified of him" McGee smiled at the antics of his wife and pinned the photo up on the wall next to his desk.
"Well, no one can accuse her of being a Scrooge."