It's a Miracle

Everyone was in the bullpen relaxing. After a 10-block obstacle filled-chase, they had finally caught the serial killer targeting young teenage girls. Tony was finishing his report and stealing occasional glances at Ziva.

"It's amazing how she handled that chase," Tony thought, "She'd sweat like crazy, but never slowed down. Heck, I was ready to pass out by the 5th or 6th block!"

Ziva was sitting at her desk kicking herself, "If I had just cut through that alley on the 3rd block, we probably wouldn't have had to run so long."

McGee was in the morgue letting Ducky and Abby tend to his wounds. The perp had knocked over a trashcan in front of McGee, causing him to trip and hit his head on the concrete.

Gibbs was sitting at his desk looking it something in his hand.

"What do you got there Boss," Tony said, looking across the bullpen trying to see over the desk.

"Don't you have a report to finish, DiNozzo?"

"I'm done with it Boss, I can type with more than two fingers, you know."

Gibbs looked daggers at him and opened his mouth.

"Shutting up, Boss."

"Why are you still here?"

"Just waiting for you to say I can go," said Tony already gathering his things.

Just as everyone (Gibbs excluded) was waiting to get on the elevator (McGee had come up from the morgue), the doors had opened and the mail guy had come out. Tony had been waiting for a letter so he followed him. Chuck (the mail-man) laid a few letters on Tony's desk, a few letters on Ziva's desk, and……. A package on Gibbs' desk.