"Another month, another holiday," Tony informed everyone the day before Easter Friday.

"You have no need to explain this holiday to me," Ziva said with a little bit of pride (his condescending explanations did rankle a bit, after all). "I understand this one."

No need for any scathing explanations or incredulous expressions. Seriously, for all the jokes Tony made about her not understanding English you would think that he would get that she didn't understand all these American holidays amd traditions. She was Jewish after all. Why would she pay a lot of attention to Christian holidays? Or even ones that were American specific? Anyway, he still did tease her so she needed to defend herself. Or point out how silly things were. Whatever annoyed him the most.

Tony looked at her doubtfully. "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" she replied indignantly.

This was the easiest one to understand! Of course she understood it! He did not need to sound so shocked or so disbelieving.

"Ziva, you didn't understand Christmas," he reminded her.

"No, I understood Christmas," she corrected him. "I just do not understand what trees and kissing people under branches has to do with your Savior's birth."

Tony opened and closed his mouth but McGee shot him a warning look.

"Please don't get started on this again," he pleaded.

"You're right, it's the wrong time of year for that," Tony mused. "I'll bring it up again in about eight months."

McGee just groaned in response. For good reason because there were far too many extra things about Christmas that were just plain odd. But that was besides the point. The point was that she understood Easter.

"I don't know why you're complaining, McGee. You're not the one that has to deal with this."

That got him a glare from McGee (he needed to work on the intimidation factor of it).

"One, you don't deal with it, you annoy Ziva and two, I can't help but hear you two go on about holidays."

He muttered something about idiotic co-workers that earned him a glare from both her and Tony. He gulped and hastily looked away. Hmpf. They, well, she was not idiotic. No promises about Tony, however.

"I don't annoy Ziva," Tony said loudly.

"Oh, you do," Ziva assured him.

"I'm educating you."

"By being very annoying."

His mouth opened and closed at that and then he sulked as Ziva didn't add anything to make it sound better. Yes, she had learned thing from him but, again, he did not have to be so annoying about it. And there were still some things she was confused over but there was no way she was bringing any of them up again. That was what Ducky and a nice cup of tea was for.

"You do," McGee decided to back her her up.

"You already said it once, McGee, there's no need for you to say it again," Tony said irritably.

"Well, I just want to make sure it sinks in."

McGee even added a smirk for good measure. Ziva had to hide a smile. Good for getting under Tony's skin instead of the other way around.

"So, you actually understand Easter then?" Tony turned back to her, not replying to McGee at all.

Ziva nodded. "Yes. Of course."

Insultingly, Tony still didn't look too convinced at that. You asked a few questions about some dubious traditions and this is what you got! She wasn't stupid despite what Tony seemed to think. And not knowing things about holidays of a country you did not grow up in was not stupid.

Deep breaths, Ziva. Deep breaths. Gibbs told her that there was no excuse for murdering, maiming or permanently harming coworkers. Well, he had pointedly looked at Tony when he said this but thought he ought to cover all the bases. Unfortunately. Now, did stabbing count? It didn't always cause permanent harm. It depended on where the knife went...

"Hello, Ducky," she said pointedly as the M.E came off the elevator and towards them.

"Ziva, Anthony, Timothy," he greeted them all in turn.

It was always a bit odd hearing her coworkers full names. She never really heard them in casual conversation.

"Hey, Ducky," Tony replied. "What brings you out of the basement?"

"A report Jethro has to sign. Mr Palmer had misplaced it when he came down for it this morning but it has now been found. In one of the body drawers for some reason."

Ducky look faintly puzzled at that but then shrugged and put it on Gibbs' desk.

"Ziva was just telling us that she actually understood Easter," Tony told him.

There was still a great deal of compeltely unnecessary skepticism in his voice.

"Did you know that it is celebrated around the same time as passover?" She said.

"Kind of like how Hanukkah and Christmas sometimes match up?" Tony asked knowingly.

"I think Passover is more likely to be at the same time," Ziva said doubtfully. "Jesus' crucifixion took place during Passover, did it not?"

Hanukkah moved an awful lot around the calender. Sometimes it wasn't even in December.

"Yes," Tony agreed. "So it is at the same time."

"Not necessarily, my dear boy," Ducky spoke up. "The day of Easter Sunday is determined by the Paschall full moon. In fact, it's the Sunday after it."

He got three blank looks from the agents and he sighed. Ziva was pretty sure that not knowing what this 'Paschall full moon' was nothing out of the ordinary.

"It's the first full moon that occurs on or after the March Equinox," he told them. "Easter Sunday is the Sunday following that full moon."

Huh. That was interesting. Passover was simply always the fifteeth day of Nisan. Which, interestingly, was always a full moon because of the Hebrew Calendar following the lunar calender.

"We already knew that Ducky knows all the weird and not so weird facts about Easter" Tony dismissed. "Ziva has yet to demonstrate her knowledge."

"Easter Friday is when Jesus was crucified and the Sunday is when he was resurrected," Ziva answered.

"She's got it right," McGee told them.

Ha! See! She told him she understood what was happening.

Then an amused look crossed Tony's face. Oh no, that was never a good idea.

"So, you get the whole thing with the rabbits, then?"

"What?"