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Short and sweet, seeing as no one else in my immediate office would come carol singing with our mad Padre at work last Thursday. I wonder if it was my wings and snowflake deeley-boppers put them off...!

The Place: NCIS Headquarters, Virginia

The Time: The week before Christmas

The Scene: Special Agent L J Gibbs' team bullpen

"Gibbs?"

"Yes Kate?"

"I, er, I need to take a longer lunch today, is that okay with you?"

"Why?"

"Does it matter? We've no ongoing case, and I'm up to date on all my paperwork before you ask. You've had my last case report for a couple of days now."

"It matters Kate. What if a case crops up?"

"Gibbs. You have my cell number, my home number and pager if those fail. What do want me to do - start checking in by carrier pigeon? Or learn semaphore!"

"Kate, I have your home address and your ICE contacts, doesn't stop it delaying your arrival at a crime scene. Though I'm starting to see the appeal of the carrier pigeon..."

"Gibbs - can I or can I not extend my lunch break today?"

"I don't see why you want to go carol singing at the base chapel anyway."

"What! Gibbs! How the hell did you know that?"

"You left your PDA on your desk."

"My god! Is nothing sacred? You're turning into Tony on me!"

"Hey! You leave sensitive information about - expect me to find it!"

"So, now you know, is that okay?"

"I guess so"

"Thank you. Care to join us?"

"Kate? Me in a church?"

"Gibbs. It's Christmas - well, actually it's the last week in Advent - c'mon, where's your festive spirit?"

"Someplace other than here."

"I see, you're putting the finishing touches to your impression of Scrooge! I take it from that you won't be joining us? It's not like an invitation to torture!"

"Hmmph, sounds about the same to me..."

"Well, if I'm gonna make it on time I need to leave. See you later Gibbs."

"Kate! Are you ready to go?"

"Hey Tim, sure."

"McGee? You're going too?"

"Er, yes Boss. You said it was okay yesterday?"

"Caitlin my dear, have you persuaded Jethro?"

"Ducky!"

"Ah, tis the season Jethro, carols and snow and the lights of the tree on the crib - how can I resist?"

"Ducky! You said you would wait for me!"

"Abby, I'm so sorry, I got caught up talking to, well, I forget now, I do apologise."

"Abby? A goth celebrates Christmas!"

"And the Marine Corps doesn't? McGee - love that scarf!"

"My grandmother sent it to me."

"Guys? We need to be leaving now!"

"Is Tony meeting us there?"

"Yes, in the parking lot."

"Tony is going carol singing!"

"Actually, he asked to join us Gibbs, don't be so surprised!"

"Kate, quit stalling, we need to leave!"

"Abby - I know! Okay guys, a-caroling we will go! See you later Gibbs!"

"Kate?"

"Yes Gibbs?"

"Wait for me..."

THE END