Spoilers: Silent Night
Summary: The mistletoe bit was just too good to ignore.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Donald P. Bellisario, Bellisarius Productions, CBS, Paramount, etc. No copyright infringement intended.


"Mistletoe…"

Ziva barely noticed Gibbs' grumble and rueful smile as he stepped off the elevator. Taking his place and pressing her desired floor, she hummed distractedy along with the holiday muzak. The doors slid open and the tinny carol gave way to the richer tones of Abby's beloved stereo playing a more traditional carol.

"Ziva! Are you here about the glove print? It's over here." Abby tugged briefly at Ziva's hand, bringing her in front of the plasma screen.

"Actually I-" Just as Ziva turned her head toward Abby, glossy red lips slid against her own. Both women jumped apart in surprise, but for different reasons. Flushing, Abby could only point wordlessly at the plant dangling overhead.

Understanding and amusement spread on Ziva's face. And with a rueful smile of her own she spoke. "Mistletoe!"