Pairing: Tony and Ziva Summary: The team is forced to work on Christmas Eve due to a multiple murder case. ************************************************************************
It was the morning of December 24th in the year 2008, houses lit up with coloured lights and decorations on pine trees. Walls and shelves decked with bows of holly and garland strips. Everyone in town was getting ready for the eve that families would gather as one, a feast of many kinds being prepared and children awaiting the arrival of Santa Clause to bring them gifts, toys and treats to enjoy. When loved ones and couples would gather by a warm fireplace with warm cocoa in hand and sharing with one another the spirit of the christmas holidays.
Others had made plans to go away for the holidays to visit family and loved ones.
As the morning light peeked over the horizon, shining into the room of Ziva David she slowly opened her eyes and stretched letting out a sigh. She rolled over and looked at the clock, it was 7:00am. Ziva sat up on the edge of her bed and slid her feet into a pair of white fur slippers, she stood up and walked over to her dresser and removed her matching houserobe from the chair. As she tied up the belt on her robe she made her way to the window, not a flake of snow was in sight. " Will we ever see a white christmas? " Ziva said to herself and she turned away and walked out of her bedroom.
Ziva had made enough money at NCIS to afford her own house and she bought a beautiful townhouse about a block away from Jennys old home on the same strip. As she walked down the cherry wood spiraled stairwell she passed old photos of her childhood on the wall. She stopped when she came to the picture of a beautiful older woman with long, curly black hair and beautiful, big brown eyes with clear elegant skin. The woman was wearing a black, sleeveless dress with a black diamond embroided head dress. The woman in the photo was holding a tiny baby wrapped in a white blanket, she was standing outside a old mud brick home in Israel. " I miss you so much Ima. " Ziva said sadly and continued down to her livingroom flicking a light switch, a light on the ceiling turned on and lit up the entire room, she walked over to her window and unplugged her beautifully decorated christmas tree. She headed to the kitchen, turned on her coffee maker and opened the drapes to her backyard sliding doors. " What a beautiful sight... quite a lovely morning. "
Ziva turned to head upstairs and she entered her bedroom and opened her bathroom door. She looked in the mirror and her hair was in one long french braid from the night before when she showered. She took out the clip and the braid came down, slowly she started to unbraid her hair and the curls slowly appeared with each move. She quickly took out the rest and turned her head upside down and shook it lightly to even it out and seperate the curls. She flipped her head right side up and nodded at the result she was looking forward to. She seperated her hair at the side and sprayed it into place. Ziva put on her make up but not too much just natural. She exited the bathroom as she was pleased with the results and went to her closet and searched through her closet she took out a blue shirt and jeans and got dressed. Downstairs she grabbed her coffee and poured it into a coffee mug, screwed on the lid and grabbed her brown suade, fur trimmed jacket and slipped out the door and locked it.