Christmas Eve Day
The elevator door pinged and opened, the team could hear the rabble before they could see, each and every one of the team froze before looking up, Gibbs was the first to speak.
"Dad?" Gibbs questioned, because that was all he could say.
"Son….I'm sorry, the memories and I'm not getting any younger," Jack replied.
"It's ok but you have met…" as Gibbs indicted to his father before Tony spluttered into his coffee.
"Dad…..thought you were in Monte Carlo?"
"Was Junior, but then I thought, how nice it would be to spend time with the only son….that I know of," DiNozzo Senior replied smiling, before turning and facing Ziva, "Ziva, nice to see you again, may I?" as he opened his arms waiting for a hug.
"Dad….what are you, doing here really?" Tony again asked, as the team heard the elevator ping again, and Tim heard a familiar voice.
"But of course in my day, when I was a student….demonstrating against anything that moved….. that, was why Mr…..sorry didn't quite catch your name….things were called movements."
"Mr Slater…Edward, but you can call me Ed," the man replied.
"Whatever….Timothy my baby," Penny oozed as she made a dive for Tim.
"Penelope, Grandmother….Penny," now seeing the look in his Grandmothers eye," What do we owe this visitation?"
"Timothy I was passing," his grandmother replied.
"And I was looking for my son-in-law…hoping he hadn't decided he was working…OK," as Mr Slater looked about at the team, "I wanted to make sure he arrived on time."
"Great, now all I need is my father," Ziva whispered.
"Ziva," a voice was heard from the gallery.
The team and everyone else looked to the stair. "Ziva, if Mohammed won't come to the mountain, then the Mountain has to come to Mohammed."
"Father we are Jewish."
"I know, but you said that you were more American now." Eli replied smiling.
"Please excuse me, Messer's Gibbs, DiNozzo, Slater and Ms Langston, Merry Christmas, but it is still early and your families are not on leave until 18.00…..could I interest you all in some festive cheer in the form of Egg Nogg, Christmas Cake and general NCIS hospitality," Director Vance replied.
"Sorry Leon….Gear up, dead body…..well two….Quantico and Norfolk, double murder, two Captains, husband and wife and two "dependents"…..what?" Gibbs shouted to the team.
"Boss our families?" Tony asked pointing to his father and then Gibbs'.
"Leon…..?" Gibbs questioned or did he really have that pleading look.
"Gibbs, I'm Director, I have a wife and two children…you want a third murder on your hands Christmas Eve? Ok what if I say, Mr Slater and Ziva, the DiNozzos…Norfolk…McGee, you and your grandmother join the Gibbs' at Quantico, Ms Langston, the children…..and Gibbs, your families are your responsibilities," Director Vance shouted.
"I never said they were children Leon, just dependents, a cat and a parrot," Gibbs smiled, looking at Tim who sneezed.
"What of me, Leon?" Eli David enquired.
"We'll co-ordinate, I think," Vance smiled, turning and walking back to his office.
-oOo-
As Ziva and her team headed for a car in the parking lot, Tony's dad began to speak.
"So Ziva this is going to be so much fun…us working together again."
"Dad, have you ever been driven by Ziva?" Tony now enquired smiling.
"I'm sure Ziva is a very competent and capable driver," DiNozzo Senior smiled, holding the driver door open for Ziva, who smiled and acknowledged.
"Everyone strapped in?" she enquired with a slight smirk.
"Good and ready to gooooooooo, woah, wow," was all Tony Senior could say.
"Think I'm going to be sick," Mr Slater moaned.
"Leave your stomachs somewhere?" Ziva laughed.
-oOo-
"Son, do you have to drive so fast, could you not let Tim here take the wheel?" Jackson asked as he sat holding on to the door.
"Dad, I'm doing my job….and the only time I let McGee drive is when he screws up, and injures me," Gibbs replied.
"So does, Jethro let you drive Tim?" Penny asked, turning to her grandson.
"Yes sometimes, but Agent Gibbs is more competent than I am, I never really got my car accident remember," Tim replied in his defence.
"So son, what we getting into when, we arrive at Quantico?" Jackson now asked trying to change the subject and find out what to expect.
"Captain Roche, Marines….the parrot woke up the neighbours, but couldn't wake it'smom," Gibbs replied giving a sly smile.
"And you were going to tell us when?" Jackson shouted, "And how does a parrot wake its mom?"
"Hunger dad, and, need to know," his son replied.
"Natural causes, Agent Gibbs?" Penny now questioned from behind.
"Ms Langston…..all I'm told is we have a dead Marine Captain….we're NCIS….we investigate. Until we see the scene, or until our ME arrives we do not know what we are to expect," Gibbs now replied, in such a voice everyone sat quiet.
