Today was the day.
Friday.
The day of gift exchange within the work place.
The doors to the elevator opened and Tony DiNozzo stepped out, turning to go towards his desk when he stopped, noticing his partner and Dale Brenton talking at his desk.
He felt himself get jealous as he stared at the two, slowly walking to his desk.
"Uh, Tony?" McGee asked, looking at the senior field agent as he continued walking, not paying attention to where he was going.
"What?" He demanded, snapping as he turned his head towards McGee.
He closed his mouth and opened it a couple of times like a fish and then spoke, "What are you looking at?"
"Since when has Ziva become all buddy buddy with Dale boy?" He asked and McGee smirked slightly.
"Since this morning, he called her over and they've been talking for about a good twenty minutes now." He replied, checking his watch and grinning as he watched Tony struggle.
"I'm sure it's nothing." Tony assured himself, "I mean, it's gotta be nothing, right?"
"Jealous, Tony?" McGee questioned and Tony chuckled.
"Me? Come on, McGoo." He laughed, "Do I get jealous?"
"Am I supposed to answer that truthfully?" He posed.
Tony just shortly glared at him, "I don't get jealous." He stated.
"Don't lie." McGee shook his head.
"Does this face ever lie?" he asked, spreading his arms wide and letting McGee look at him.
However, just as he was about to answer, Ziva strolled into the bullpen, "Yes. Many times." She answered for him.
"Well, well, well, Agent David." He started, turning towards his partner, "How was your little 'talk' with Daley?"
"Agent Brenton?" She asked, "He simply asked me…what he should get for his Secret Santa." She assured him.
"Hah! Try me again, but this time, don't lie."
"Are you jealous, Tony?" She asked, moving her eyes from her computer and onto her partner.
They shared a lock of the eyes for a couple of seconds, trying to decipher what the other was thinking.
"Just wondering." He said quickly and Ziva just let out a 'hmph' and then turned back to her computer.
Tony grabbed his backpack and unzipped it, opening it up to reveal a poorly wrapped gift.
"What is that?" Ziva questioned.
"Palmer's gift." He said, "Got him some shot glasses."
"Why?" she asked, furrowing her eyebrows together.
"I don't know," he shrugged his shoulders, "Guess I figured that the autopsy gremlin might need some picking up after having to look at dead men's organs and listen to Ducky's stories all day. Might calm him down."
Ziva just rolled her eyes, "I have nothing to say." She just shook her head.
"Good! Going to deliver this now."
The sun had set and the bullpen was dark now.
The only member who had received any gift was Palmer, who was actually appreciative of Tony's attempt of a gesture.
McGee was the only individual sitting in the bullpen and he grabbed the small box from under his desk and walked over to Ziva's desk, placing it directly in the center and smiling a little.
"What'd you get her?" Gibbs questioned as he walked in.
Tim jumped from where he stood by Ziva's desk, "Oh hey boss, didn't see you!" Gibbs just stared at him as he sat down in his chair, "Just got her a gift card to the spa." He shrugged his shoulders, "Figured she'd need it after all she's been through."
Gibbs nodded, "That's a nice gesture, Tim."
"Thanks." He let out a breath, "Who was your Secret Santa?"
Gibbs just looked at him and then turned and opened up his desk drawer, pulling out a box and handing it to McGee.
"Me?" he asked and Gibbs just stood up, walking around and smiling slightly, wrapping one arm around his shoulders and squeezing him.
"Merry Christmas, Tim." He said almost silently as he walked out of the bullpen, "Use it wisely."
McGee smiled to himself as he unwrapped the gift in his hands.
Inside the box was a very large tube of seran wrap followed by a note:
To get back at all of the pranks DiNozzo's pulled on you.
Wrap it around his car.
Merry Christmas, Tim.
Oh, it was going to be a very Merry Christmas.
When Tony entered the bullpen to get his backpack and head out for the night, he realized that he was the only person left.
Ziva's bags, however, were still behind her desk, but he didn't really know where she was.
Now was his chance.
He pulled out the small box, nicely wrapped, and hurried over to her desk, placing one present next to the other one that was sitting there.
McGee.
He picked it up and shook it, trying to figure out what he got her. The small box, about the same size of his, didn't make any noise and he frowned.
What did he even get her?
It didn't really matter; he knew that somehow he was going to figure it out anyways.
He hurried back to his desk and took a seat, noticing the package that was sitting on top of his desk. He looked around, he definitely hadn't noticed that before.
Nevertheless, he grinned and picked the package up, shaking it and then ripping open the packaging.
Inside was a note:
Merry Christmas, Tony.
-Dale Brenton
Dale was his Secret Santa?
He was slightly disappointed. He had hoped that Ziva was his Secret Santa. But that could explain why she had been talking to him before. He opened the box up and revealed the present, which was a gift card to his favorite sandwich shop down the street.
Not bad for someone he'd never talked to in his life.
He craved pastrami now and he groaned.
"What did you get?" Ziva questioned, causing him to jump a little.
"What did I tell you about sneaking up on people, David?" he muttered through his teeth.
She just shrugged her shoulders, "I simply asked a question, requires a simple answer." She replied.
"Gift card to my favorite sandwich shop. How did he know, I wonder?" He asked, walking towards her.
She just smiled, "Perhaps he is just a good federal agent."
"Or a certain little Israeli told him during her talk with him this morning…"
She just smiled and shook her head, staring down at her desk, "Why do I have two presents?" She questioned.
Tony just shrugged his shoulders, "Guess your Secret Santa wanted to be generous."
She grabbed McGee's present first, holding it in her hands.
"What did you get your Secret Santa?" Tony questioned.
"I had Dale." She told him, "And I got him a coffee gift card and a tie."
"A tie?" he asked.
"Yes, he likes to wear suits." She explained herself and Tony just scoffed, but Ziva glared at him, so he shut his mouth.
"Abs had the Duckster."
"Oh? What did she get him?"
"Scotch." He grinned, "And some homemade Christmas bread or something."
"Sounds like Abby." She laughed, "Ducky is taking Gibbs out for dinner at one of his favorite restaurants tonight."
"What's that?"
"I do not know, he did not tell me." She replied.
"Are you going to open your present?" He asked and she jumped slightly.
"Oh, yes!" She remembered, opening up McGee's present and smiling, "It was from McGee." She cooed, "And a gift card to the spa."
Tony had to admit, that was actually a pretty good gift, even for the probie, "Now you can relax your muscles." He commented and she nodded.
"He left me a very sweet note too." She replied, handing him the note.
Ziva-
Hope you have a Happy Hanukah. You're a strong woman and you deserve the best. Hope you enjoy your present; you definitely need the best and rewarding yourself is acceptable. If you ever need anything, you know you can always come by.
Love,
Tim
"Love, Tim?" Tony repeated, scoffing.
"It was a nice note." She snatched from him and then grabbed the other present. Tony felt his heart skip a beat as she opened up the packaging,
Inside was a small jewelry box and a note sitting on top.
In a very familiar scrawl she read the note:
'Happy Hanukah, Zi. Can't think of a more deserving woman.'
She opened up the box and almost gasped as she pulled out a necklace, a very intricate Star of David hanging on the end. There was a small diamond in the middle and gold around a teal circle in the middle, which had Hebrew letters in the center. The word, which she recognized for Mazal meant 'good luck' in Hebrew.
"It's a good fortune Star of David." He interjected, "Figured that after everything that happened, you'd need some good luck in your life."
"Tony, you had Palmer as your Secret Santa." She spoke quietly and he nodded.
"I know, but I wanted to." He explained and he quickly told her to turn around, motioning with his finger for her to turn her back. He took the necklace from her hand and she lifted her hair up, letting him place the necklace on her neck, fastening it in the back, letting his hands linger on her soft skin for just a moment longer than necessary.
She turned back around and her eyes glistened, something that actually made Tony's heart skip a beat or two. She walked around her desk and wrapped her arms around him, holding her body tightly against him. He was shocked for a moment or two before cautiously wrapping his arms around her, stroking her back slowly and breathing in her scent as he buried his face into her hair.
"I love it." She whispered into his ear, her breath hot and sweet against his skin, "Thank you."
"Well there's seven more where that came from." He joked and she just smiled.
"Merry Christmas, Tony."
"Happy Hanukah, Ziva." He replied back.
She pulled back from him and then wiped away a tear that was threatening to fall. It was the sweetest present she had ever received. But she was not going to let him know that, she just couldn't.
She grabbed her jacket and pulled it on, putting the presents in her bag, "Walk with me to my car?" She asked and he smiled.
"Of course." He gestured out of the bullpen, "After you, milady."
She just laughed slightly and then they both headed to the elevator. The elevator ride was silent until they got to the garage. Tony let her out first and they both walked towards their cars, which were parked relatively next to each other, just like they always did. The only sound was their footsteps echoing through the parking garage.
"What are you doing for Christmas?" She asked him and they stopped by Ziva's car, for Tony's was two cars down from hers.
"Um, probably ordering Chinese and watching James Bond." He said, grinning as he pulled off his Sean Connery accent.
She just smiled back, "You can spend Christmas with me, if you would like. My door is always open." She invited and he nodded.
"I might just take you up on that, Miss David." He said. They both stood in a small awkward silence before Ziva gestured to her car.
"I should probably go. I will…see you later?" She asked, hopeful.
"Yes." He nodded, "I'll call ya."
She just watched as he walked towards his car. She opened up the backseat and put her bag in the back, touching her new good luck charm gently.
"What the hell happened to my car?" She hurried towards where Tony's car was and then put her hand over her mouth, trying not to let out a laugh before she couldn't control it and threw her head back, letting out a loud, beautiful laugh. It echoed through the parking garage.
His entire car was shrink-wrapped, a big bow placed on the roof of it.
They heard a car driving through the parking garage and McGee's Porsche pulled up. He rolled down the window and smiled, "Hey, what happened to your car, Tony?" He asked and Tony just stared at him.
"You?" He shouted, dumbfounded.
"Merry Christmas!" he grinned, causing Ziva to nearly fall on the ground laughing. She had to hold onto the car parked next to Tony's in support.
McGee drove off as Tony started to chase after him.
"I'm gonna get you back, McPrankster! Just wait!" He shouted after the car.
Ziva just continued to stand there and laugh. Gibbs walked out of the elevator and gave his famous Gibbs smirk as he walked towards the two.
"Boss! Did you see what happened to my car?"
Gibbs just nodded, "Looks like he put his present to good use." He smiled, Ziva's laughter dying down as she listened to Gibbs talk. He started to walk away, "Have a good night, Tony, Merry Christmas."
Ziva erupted in laughter and Tony fumed.
"The McScrooge is McDead."
So there it is! I know I didn't really include that many of the characters in this one, but I wanted to focus on Tony and Ziva! I hope you liked the ending, I didn't really know how to end it. Also, I will be posting a link to the present that Tony got Ziva on my profile, so make sure to check it out! And review! I'd love to know your opinions