Abby: (points up) Mistletoe.

Not sure where Tony was after this scene, but for the sake of this Tag. He was at NCIS :) Slight Gabby. But it's up to the reader.

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Gibbs enters the elevator to see Tony step aside. "Hey boss…what'd Abby…" He stopped himself short when he noticed the SWAK on Gibbs cheek.

"What?"

Tony's mouth was open but nothing would come out until Gibbs head slapped it shut.

"Um, sorry boss. It's just you have…"

"Have what?!"

"A great smile. Anyone ever tell you, you should smile more. It can really brighten a room boss. Or in this case an elevator."

Gibbs rolled his eyes before focusing on the numbers ascending above them. He got off leaving DiNozzo inside. "I'm gonna uh, I got something for Abby to look at; I'll be right back up."

He entered her lab with a grin on his face and didn't even bother with small talk.

"It seems our boss has a nice lip shaped SWAK on his cheek. Did you have something to do with that?"

Abby grinned. "Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't."

He glanced up at the mistletoe. "You so did."

"So…" She responded naturally. "He kisses me on the cheek all the time."

"True." He nodded and paced towards the plasma. "And yet you don't kiss him on the cheek until there's mistletoe. Interesting."

"I've kissed Gibbs plenty of times…."

Tony pointed at her. "Ha! I knew it."

She didn't miss a beat. "I meant I've kissed him on the cheek plenty of times…it's not a sin Tony."

"Sin no. Rule yes."

"Whatever," she rolled her eyes. "You and Ziva practically slept together when you went undercover…"

"So you saying you've practically slept with Gibbs…under covers?"

She punched him in the shoulder then smiled. "That's not what I'm saying; but even if I was saying it. It wouldn't be all that bad. I've dated guys a lot older and Gibbs is totally hot." She watched him stare with his mouth open and head slapped him. "Don't you have some investigating to do?"

"I'm doing it right now."

She turned back towards her computer. "I'm pretty sure the rule about not murdering two senior citizens trumps my love life."

Tony placed a hand on his lips. "Don't count on it."

"Fine. Then maybe I should just share your little theory with Gibbs and see what he thinks?" She reached for the phone and watched Tony push it back towards the receiver.

"Okay, okay. Let's not get too hasty. I was just speculating." He turned to leave but not before taking a final glance at the mistletoe. He arrived back in the bull pen to see the SWAK gone and sat quietly at his desk. He'd set aside their case for now; after all they had a murder to solve.