Title: Pushed: Finding love, possession and faking it with another.

Summary: Gibbs is being pushed by a friend who believes he has feelings for Tony. Then Gibbs, Tony and Ziva are sent on a very unusual undercover assignment.

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you to Cookie62 for beta reading and for the kind words about the story.

Gibbs was practically running down the steps from MTAC and he looked pissed. The three agents in the bullpen watched him descend and waited for the bad news. Gibbs sat down at his desk and took a deep breath.

Not good. Tony thought to himself. As the silence continued Tony was growing more and more uncomfortable. The case they had been working on had led to three members of a counter intelligence cell. They had finally found one of the members and were gearing up to leave when Vance suddenly appeared and ordered Gibbs to MTAC. Never a good sign. Now Gibbs was back at his desk and it didn't look like they were going anywhere. That usually meant one thing. Someone else was interested in this case. FBI, CIA could be any one of the alphabet groups.

"A Captain from MARSOC is on his way here." Gibbs finally spoke. "Seems we stumbled onto a cell they have been following for over a year."

"Seriously?" Tony said looking surprised. "Thought MARSOC worked for us."

"They do DiNozzo, which is why they are on their way here." Gibbs said annoyed.

"MARSOC?" Ziva asked.

"Marine Corps Forces Special Operations Command." Tony answered. Then he turned back to Gibbs. "Are we giving up this case to them? I mean can't we pull rank on this one?"

"There's no pulling rank when you work for the same organization." Gibbs said while looking at something on his computer screen.

Tony made a face. Somehow he didn't believe Gibbs was as happy as he sounded about this.

"When is the Captain getting here?" McGee asked.

"Any time now." Gibbs said still not looking up.

McGee looked over at Tony. Tony's eyes were wide and he was shaking his head at McGee. Stop asking stupid questions Tony thought.

All three agents turned as they heard the elevator doors begin to part. Gibbs continuing to stare at his computer screen. A man in a full Marine Captain's uniform emerged followed by another man in military fatigues. Tony made an assessment of the Captain. He looked young, mid to late thirties maybe, about 6 foot. Lean but well built. He walked with an air of confidence that reminded Tony of the way Gibbs walked into a room. He was tan, probably from work overseas in a hot sunny country. His hair was longer than the normal military requirement, at least what Tony could see sticking out from under the hat. There was no emotion on his face as he approached the bullpen. Without so much as a glance at any of the agents the Captain made his way over and stood in front of Gibbs desk.

"You are supposed to stand and salute an officer Marine!" The voice was spoken in that same commanding military tone that Gibbs spoke.

The three agents all exchanged worried glances waiting for all hell to break lose.

Gibbs felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up as anger filled him. He stood up and finally looked at the man before him.

"This is not some-" Gibbs stopped.

Again the three agents exchanged glances.

Then a grin spread across the Captain's face it was followed by almost the same grin on Gibbs.

"Christ, what the hell is MARSOC thinking sending your sorry ass to me." Gibbs chuckled then walked around the desk and extended his hand.

The Captain took Gibbs hand then hugged him. Tony watched the exchange with questioning eyes.

All three agents exchanged confused glances again.

"Guess MARSOC figured I was the only who would put up with you."

Gibbs eyed the man then removed his hat and looked at his head. "What the hell is that mop on your head? Marines getting soft about haircuts?"

The Captain laughed and ran his hand through his hair. "Didn't have time for a hair cut before leaving to come here."

"It's good to see you." Gibbs smiled.

"You too Jethro." The Captain nodded. "And thanks."

Gibbs looked puzzled. "For what?"

"The letters. Made me feel like I wasn't so far from home."

Gibbs nodded.

Again the other three looked at each other.

The man leaned forward. "Think you better introduce me to your team before they get whip lash from looking at each other, confused as to why their normally surly boss is suddenly smiling.

Gibbs chuckled. "Yeah."

The three officers stood up as if on cue and made their way over.

Gibbs touched the man's shoulder. "Captain Mark Nicolas."

The three smiled.

Mark turned to Ziva. "You must be Agent Ziva David." he said extending his hand.

She nodded and smiled. "Yes. Very nice to meet you."

As Mark shook her hand he turned to Gibbs. "You said she was attractive, you didn't say she was gorgeous!"

Gibbs shook his head. Leave it to Mark to try and sweet talk the ladies.

Ziva smiled. "Thank you." She stole a glance at Gibbs surprised that he had said something about her looks.

"Don't worry, he also told me what an asset you are to the team. "

She nodded another thanks.

Mark released her hand and turned to McGee again extending his hand. "Agent Timothy McGee."

McGee nodded.

"I read your book."

McGee looked surprised.

"Jethro sent it to me." Mark grinned.

McGee looked over at Gibbs then back to Mark.

"Don't let him kid you. He liked the book and your portrayal of him was spot on." Mark winked.

McGee smiled.

Releasing McGee's hand Mark turned to Tony.

"And you must be Agent Anthony DiNozzo"

Tony shook his hand. "Tony please."

Mark turned to Gibbs. "And you're complaining about my hair?"

Tony ran his hand through his hair with a puzzled look.

Gibbs shook his head.

"Heard you're a damn fine agent. Saved this one's sorry ass a few times." Mark said cocking his head towards Gibbs. "You've got a rough job Tony. Believe me I don't envy you that."

Again a surprised look as Tony glanced at Gibbs. He was as surprised as the others that Gibbs had told Mark about Tony saving his ass so to speak.

As Mark released Tony's hand Tony spoke.

"How do you two know each other?"

Mark looked at Tony with a smile and waited for Gibbs to speak.

"I did have agents before the three of you DiNozzo."

Tony's eyebrows went up. "You were an agent?"

Mark laughed. "Don't look so surprised Tony. A lot of MARSOC agents do some time at NCIS."

Mark looked back at Gibbs. "In fact didn't Tony come along shortly after I left?"

Again Tony raised an eyebrow this time looking at Gibbs.

"Yeah." Gibbs smirked.

Pulling his gaze back to Tony, Mark smiled. "So believe me I know exactly what you go through every day."

Tony nodded a fake smile playing across his face.

Mark notice and kept the reaction in the back of his mind to ask Gibbs later.

"So, formalities out of the way." He turned to Gibbs. "Jethro, I think we have a date with the Director."

"He's in MTAC." Gibbs said as he led Mark out of the bullpen to the stairs. The two men talking and laughing as they left.

Tony watched them all the way up to MTAC.

Once the two of them were behind the MTAC doors the three offices looked at each other.

"What the hell was that?" Tony said still surprised at how friendly Gibbs was with Mark.

Ziva shrugged. "They are obviously old friends."

"I get that, but seriously, Gibbs isn't that pleasant with anyone." Tony said trying to somehow make sense of this. "And he used to be an agent."

McGee patted Tony on the shoulder. "Jealous Tony? Thought you were the Boss' first."

Tony pushed McGee's hand away. "No. But come on."

Ziva grinned. "Maybe they are so close because Mark is no longer working here."

"Yeah. Maybe." Tony went back and sat down at his desk. He knew Gibbs had Agents before the three of them, Gibbs had been at NCIS for years, and of course he had other agents. Still Tony had never met any of them and this Captain Mark Nicolas had been Gibbs Number Two. And they were close. Close enough that Gibbs actually wrote letters to the man. Letters that talked about work, about them. It was just strange. And Tony didn't like it. Tony rubbed his hands over his face. God McGee was right. He was jealous. But not for the reason McGee thought. Although he didn't like the idea that Mark had been Gibbs number two, he disliked the relationship he had with Gibbs even more. Tony put his head down on the desk. Stupid Tony thought to himself. Tony and Gibbs were friends but it was completely different than what Tony had just seen take place between Gibbs and Mark. Not to mention that friendship was not the only thing Tony would have liked with Gibbs. Tony's feelings for Gibbs went far beyond friendship.

Tony felt something hit him on the head and he looked up to see Ziva nodding towards the stairs. She had thrown a paper wad at him to signal that Gibbs and Mark were making their way back to the bullpen.

"Mark's going to go over what his team has so far on the cell we've been following. His team is taking this case but we are here to assist in any way. So pay attention," Gibbs said as he took a seat at his desk.

Tony listened half heartedly as Mark read the three agents in. However, Tony's attention was constantly being pulled towards Gibbs. He was surprised to see Gibbs sitting back in his chair looking at Mark with a sense of pride. Tony felt his stomach knot. There was definitely something different about Gibbs relationship with Mark. Maybe Ziva was right. Mark had worked with Gibbs, had advanced within the ranks of Marines, maybe that look of pride was just because Gibbs had had a hand in Mark's career. Having become lost in his thoughts Tony hadn't realized Gibbs was now staring back at him.

Tony forced a smile then turned his attention back to what Mark was saying.

When the briefing ended it was after 1900. Mark looked at his watch.

"We'll pick this up tomorrow." He looked over at Gibbs. "If that's okay with you."

Gibbs nodded.

"Thanks again everyone. Sorry to keep you so late." Mark smiled.

The other three agents exchanged grins.

Mark saw the exchange. "Am I missing something?"

"It's only a little after 1900" McGee said.

Mark still looked puzzled.

Tony shook his head. "What McGeek is trying to say is that this is early."

A smile played across Marks face. "Right. I forget that Jethro has his own sense of what is late."

"Yeah." Tony nodded.

Gibbs stood up. "Everyone back here at 0800."

The agents nodded as they collected their stuff.

"Mark where you staying?" Gibbs asked.

"Some hotel that MARSOC put me up in. Haven't gotten checked in yet."

"Stay with me, we can catch up on old times."

"You sure you can put up with me?" Mark grinned.

"I'll survive." Gibbs chuckled as he went over to his desk and grabbed his coat.

Mark turned and saw Tony watching the two men; he looked away quickly when he noticed Mark looking his way. Mark grinned to himself.

"Tony can I have a minute?"

Tony looked up, again with the fake smile. "Sure."

"We are bringing in a few LEOS on this and I was hoping to use some of your background to kind of pave the way."

"Sure." Tony said assuming his police background was what Mark was talking about. "I know the drill, cops always talk to other cops."

"True but actually one of the cops is a different brother in arms of yours."

Tony looked puzzled.

"He's an Alpha Chi Delta." Mark grinned.

"Ok." Tony was surprised that Mark knew that about him. And he actually didn't like that he knew it.

"Jethro told me. I thought it might be helpful. I know how you fraternity guys stick together." Mark smiled. "Kind of like Marines."

"Yeah. No problem." Tony had his backpack on his shoulder now. "That all?"

Mark nodded letting the smile fade from his face. "Yes. Thanks."

Tony nodded and hurried towards the elevator.

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"Beer?" Gibbs asked as he stood at the fridge.

"That would be great." Mark said unbuttoning his dress jacket and dropping down on the couch. "God I hate this monkey suit."

Gibbs chuckled as he grabbed two beers and joined Mark on the couch. He handed a bottle to Mark.

"Semper Fi" Mark said as they touched their bottles.

"Semper Fi." Gibbs nodded as he leaned back.

Mark took a sip then grinned. "Ok so you told me Tony was a pretty boy. But seriously, no boy should be that pretty!"

Gibbs smirked and shook his head.

"I had to stop myself from drooling."

"Still single?" Gibbs asked taking a sip from his bottle.

"Marine, remember?"

Gibbs nodded.

Mark shrugged. "They don't ask and I don't tell."

"Yeah." Gibbs knew about Mark, found out shortly after Mark arrived at NCIS. Gibbs didn't care. Mark had been a good agent, was a good Marine, and was a good friend. That was the only thing Gibbs cared about. Gibbs did think it was sad that Mark had to hide who he was because of his career but everyone makes sacrifices. Gibbs had made plenty.

"Tony doesn't like me." Mark grinned.

"Why do you say that?" Gibbs looked surprised.

Mark raised an eyebrow. "Really? You don't know?"

"All Agents like to think they're the first and the best."

Mark laughed. "No that's not it, although that's true too."

"What?"

"Really? You have no idea?" Mark laughed. "And you're supposed to be the investigator."

Gibbs looked at Mark still puzzled as to what he was getting at.

"Jethro really? You don't know Tony has it bad for you."

"What? DiNozzo." Gibbs laughed. "No."

Mark shrugged his shoulders. "I'm telling you. The man's thinking about more than having your six."

Gibbs shook his head.

"Jethro he watched us the whole time I was there. He was sizing me up. Couldn't figure out why you were so friendly with me. Didn't like that someone was in his territory." Mark grinned. "And he couldn't take his eyes off you the whole time I was talking."

"Mark!"

"Oh and I think he about had a coronary when you asked me to stay here." Mark added as he took another swig of his beer.

"That's not surprising. I don't usually invite people to stay with me."

"Yeah. I remember. Work and personal life separate." Mark smirked. "So you don't have any other relationship with Tony other than at work?"

"We're friends, Mark. Just like you and I."

Mark nodded slowly. "Why do I not believe that?"

Gibbs gave him a glare.

"Tony was surprised how friendly we were, surprised about the whole exchange we had. He was jealous."

"Jealous? Come on!" Gibbs stood up as he said it and walked into the kitchen to grab another beer.

Mark followed and took a position leaning back against the counter before he continued.

"Why does this conversation have you so agitated? You weren't even like this when I came out to you." Mark folded his arms across his chest.

"I'm not agitated." Gibbs tried to keep his voice calm.

Mark nodded. "Right. Because you always get up and open another beer when you haven't finished your first one."

Gibbs glanced at his first unfinished beer sitting on the table beside the couch and sighed.

"So you did know Tony had feelings for you."

Gibbs rubbed his hand over his face. "I thought, wasn't sure."

"Well I can confirm that for you." Mark smiled. "So what are you upset about? That Tony is gay or that he has feelings for you?"

"Mark you know I don't care about anyone's sexuality." Gibbs said as if offended that Mark would think it. "Plus I don't even know if Tony is gay or bi or whatever else there is out there."

Mark chuckled. "Then it's because he has feelings for you. Can't take the heat old man?"

"I'm his boss." Gibbs paused. "We work together."

"Yeah, I remember rule twelve." Mark grinned. "Has this affected his job?"

Gibbs shook his head. "Of course not."

"Then what's the problem? I mean let him have his fantasies. What does it hurt?" Mark paused. "Unless there's something you're not telling me." Mark raised an eyebrow. "You don't have a thing for him do you?"

"No." Gibbs chuckled.

"Is this affecting the way you do your job?" Mark suddenly realized maybe Gibbs was more uncomfortable with this than he let on.

"Not the job, but it does affect the way I deal with him outside of work."

"I've noticed." Mark smiled.

Gibbs was again puzzled. Mark had not seen him interact with Tony outside of work.

"Jethro, you call him DiNozzo all the time, even as we talk about him. You do know his first name." Mark shook his head. "Calling him DiNozzo keeps it professional."

"You called me by my last name for awhile then it was Mark. We became friends and although it was always professional, we had still moved beyond the need for you to constantly reinforce that professionalism." Mark paused. "You haven't done that with Tony and he knows it."

"I don't want to do something that-"

"What, something that will give him the wrong idea?" Mark finished the sentence knowing exactly what Gibbs was getting at. "Please. He knows where he stands with you. Being more of a friend to him is not going to change that."

Mark made his way over and touched Gibbs' shoulder. "The only way Tony would ever approach you about this is if you tap danced naked in front of him."

Gibbs chuckled.

"Believe me the ball is in your court if you would want something to happen between you and him."

Gibbs raised an eyebrow.

Mark held up his hand up. "Not that you want anything to happen. I'm just saying. Tony would need you to make the first move."

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Gibbs was lying in bed staring at the ceiling. The conversation with Mark still had him on edge. It was the first time he had admitted that he thought Tony had feelings for him and it bothered him that Mark had so easily read Tony. Gibbs had always thought Tony hid his feelings fairly well. It had been odd little things that made Gibbs suspect Tony's real feelings. The way Tony always seemed to need to take a step back whenever Gibbs got in his face. And it wasn't fear or an unwillingness to stand up to him. Tony always held his own against him. It was as if Tony couldn't be that close, as if it caused him physical pain to be in the same personal space as Gibbs. It was the same as when Gibbs would stand behind Tony and look at Tony's computer screen. Tony would hold his breath or move the chair as close to the desk as possible as if to physically separate himself from Gibbs. Then there was the hurt expression Tony always had whenever Gibbs called Ziva or McGee to go with him somewhere. As if Gibbs had somehow slapped him in the face by not wanting Tony to have his six.

In the beginning Gibbs had always thought Tony was seeking his approval because he wanted to know he was doing a good job. Wanted to know Gibbs thought he was a good agent. But then Gibbs had started to realize Tony wanted that approval for more personal reasons. Even the head slaps had caused Gibbs to notice Tony's feelings. Some days it was as if Tony were saying things just to make Gibbs head slap him, as if he just wanted Gibbs to touch him. Put all those pieces together and Gibbs had a clear idea of what was going on.

And Mark was right. He did keep Tony at a professional distance. They were friends and Gibbs trusted the man with his life, but their personal relationship was completely different. He did keep Tony at a safe distance afraid of getting too close. But it was also true that Tony would never cross that line. Gibbs knew that. For all of Tony's boyish immaturity, when it came down to it he was a damn good agent and a professional. Tony would never risk their friendship by making some awkward move on Gibbs.

The thing that still bothered Gibbs was Mark's statement that he would need to make the first move if anything was going to happen between he and Tony. Why make a statement like that? Did Mark think he had feelings for Tony? He cared for all his agents and would protect them with his life if necessary, but that was all there was between he and Tony.

Gibbs sighed. God he just wanted to forget about this and sleep. So why couldn't he?

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"Rough night?" Mark asked as they walked towards the NCIS building.

"Couldn't sleep." Gibbs answered.

Mark nodded, knowing exactly why Gibbs couldn't sleep. "In those early days I use to believe you never slept."

Gibbs chuckled. "Contrary to what most people think, I am human and I do require sleep."

Making a right as they entered the building Gibbs stopped at the coffee bar. He nodded at the woman behind.

"You want one?" Gibbs asked.

Mark nodded. "You know if you drank less coffee you might sleep better."

"If I drank less coffee all I would do is sleep." Gibbs smirked.

As the elevator stopped Gibbs and Mark stepped out laughing about the story they had just been talking about.

Tony, McGee and Ziva stared at the two men as they entered the bullpen.

"I'm telling you it was twelve I counted." Mark said touching Gibbs on the shoulder.

"I think you didn't know how to count back then and you still don't know how to count."

Mark saw the cold look Tony was giving him, especially as he touched Gibbs arm. Mark smiled to himself. The boy has it bad.

"Good morning everyone." Mark said putting on his best smile.

Morning rang up from Ziva and McGee. Tony stared at his computer screen.

"DiNozzo." Gibbs called from his desk.

"Yeah boss."

"Start going over with Mark what we have."

Tony nodded. "Right boss."

Grabbing the clicker, Tony pushed a button and three pictures appeared on the screen. Soon all three agents were interjecting, explaining everything they had so far.

Gibbs sat at his desk watching the scene before him, although most of his attention was focused on Tony. He was watching the way Tony seemed disinterested whenever Mark made a comment. He wasn't rude but Tony was certainly forcing himself to accept anything the man said. Tony glanced over and was surprised to see Gibbs staring at him. He was even more surprised when Gibbs didn't look away but simply gave a slight head nod to Tony. Tony forced a smile then looked back at the group talking around him.

What the hell was that? Tony thought to himself.

"I'm impressed." Mark nodded his approval. "You have more than I ever imaged you would have."

Gibbs was grinning at his desk.

"Wipe that smirk of your face." Mark grinned and he heard Gibbs chuckle.

"We had almost as much as you and we've only been on the case for a week. How long have you been on the case Captain Nicolas?"

"Now wait, we were also doing all this from Yemen."

Gibbs cocked his head. "I hate excuses."

Mark rolled his eyes.

"Tony, you ready to head to talk to the LEO's?"

"Sure."

Tony was packaging his gear as he watched Mark walk over to Gibbs' desk.

Gibbs pointed at Mark and in a quiet tone spoke. "You behave and play nice."

Mark put his hand on his chest and gave a mock look of hurt.

"I'm serious." Gibbs glared.

"Who are you worried about? Me or Tony?"

"Both."

Mark grinned. "I don't bite." he paused. "Unless I'm asked."

"MARK!"

Tony looked up at Gibbs' raised voice.

Without looking back Mark knew Tony had looked up at them. Tony was in protective mode, ready to attack if anything or anyone threatened his boss.

"It's alright Tony. Jethro's just telling me to make sure I return you in one piece. Seems he's a little protective of you."

"GO." Gibbs barked.

Mark chuckled as he turned around. "Ready?"

Tony nodded.

Gibbs watched the two men make their way to the elevator and disappear as the doors closed. Gibbs rubbed his hands through his hair. He already regretting letting those two go anywhere together.

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Tony was focused on the road completely ignoring the man next to him. He was thinking about doing everything in his power to help wrap up this case so Mark could leave and fly back to Yemen. Tony couldn't wait until there were thousands of miles and oceans between them.

"You always this quiet?" Mark finally asked.

"Just focused on the case."

"I see." Mark nodded. "And here I thought you would have all kinds of questions for me."

"Questions about what?"

"Jethro." Mark said casually. "I mean I've been in your position."

Tony did have questions but a lot of them he was afraid to have answers to.

"Not even one question?" Mark asked again.

Finally the need to talk and the need to know got the best of Tony.

"How long were you at NCIS?"

Mark grinned to himself. It was a nice safe question he thought.

"Three years. Believe I left about two months before you got the job."

"Do you miss it?" Tony asked.

Mark shrugged. "I miss the people. I worked with a lot of good Agents while I was there. Learned a lot, especially from Jethro."

"You two obviously stayed in touch."

We're getting there Mark thought.

"Yes. He's been a good friend. Stood by me when a lot of other people wouldn't." Marked paused as he thought about how to play this hand. "He has always had my six. No better looking man to have at that position."

Mark saw Tony's eyes dart back and forth trying to make sense of the statement.

"He's talked to you about all of us." Tony let Mark's statement go thinking it was probably just a slip of the tongue.

"Yeah. I felt like I already knew all of you before I met you yesterday. He thinks very highly of all of you, especially you."

Tony glanced over at Mark.

That got you. Mark thought.

"I remember a comment he made to me once." Mark chuckled. "That having his six truly meant something to you, because you were always the first person he saw whenever he woke up from something. Like that coma or after you pulled him from the car. He mentioned a couple other times."

Tony hadn't really thought about that but it was true. He always wanted to be the first one to know Gibbs was okay.

"That's some dedication." Mark paused. "Although seems he's pretty dedicated to you as well."

"What do you mean?"

"He was really shook up during that episode with you and the plague."

"He talked to you about that?" Tony looked surprised.

"Yeah. And when he thought maybe you were having problems with after affects of the plague again. Turned out you were undercover with that doctor."

Again Tony was shocked that Gibbs would share so much. But then what did Tony expect, that Gibbs never talked to anyone. Everyone talks to someone.

"Just because he doesn't say it doesn't mean he doesn't care."

Tony pulled the care into the parking lot.

"Guess question time is over." Mark grinned. He knew Tony hadn't asked what he really wanted to know, and he probably wouldn't. Sometimes not knowing is easier than knowing.

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"Gibbs you're here." Abby hugged him as he walked in.

"Yeah. I'm here."

Abby looked around. "You're alone."

"Yeah. Why you expecting someone."

She smirked. "Was expecting you to bring your hunky friend."

Gibbs rolled his eyes.

"What you need Bossman?" Abby smiled.

"I don't know, you called me."

"Oh right." Abby was looking around.

"Abs." He glared at her. "Did you call me down here because you thought Mark would come with me?"

"All set with the LEO's" Tony said walking in followed by Mark.

Gibbs and Abby both turned.

Abby smiled seeing Mark and immediately ran over to him.

"Markie!" She said as she hugged him.

"Abs" He hugged her back. "God I missed you."

Tony looked at Gibbs confused. "They know each other?"

Gibbs nodded.

"You look hot Abs." Mark said as he took her hand and spun her around.

"Why thank you." She smiled. "You look pretty damn good yourself."

Then she punched his arm.

"Hey!" He said rubbing the spot. "What was that for?"

"For taking this long to get down here to see me."

"I just got here yesterday."

"OHHH drinks, we all have to go out tonight." Abby was clapping.

"Abby."

"What. We can go out right?" She looked at Mark. "Come on help me out here."

Mark looked at Gibbs. "Nothing going down until tomorrow night."

"Please!" Abby said pouting at Gibbs.

"Please what?" Ziva asked as she and McGee walked into the lab, Abby having called them also.

"Drinks, all of us."

"I'm in." Ziva smiled.

"Me too." McGee nodded.

"I'm all for it." Mark said as he looked at Gibbs. "Come on Jethro. It will be fun."

Gibbs sighed. All his agents stared at him and he finally nodded.

"Hooray Us!" Abby yelled.

"I need to get home. Sleep is calling me." Tony said.

"Tony you have to come!" Abby frowned.

"Tony you can't leave me alone with this motley crew." Mark grinned. "Especially this one." Mark glanced over at Gibbs.

"Sorry you're on your own." Tony forced a smile and turned to leave.

Tony felt a hand on his arm and turned around, surprised to see Gibbs staring at him.

"Tony. If I have to go you have to go."

And the game begins. Mark smiled to himself. This was almost too easy he thought

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Mark and Abby were telling some story about something that happened last time he was in town. Gibbs was only half paying attention instead he was staring at his beer.

"Bored already?"

The voice next to him brought him out of his thoughts.

Gibbs looked over at Tony and half smiled. "No."

"Looks like you are." Tony grinned. "You've been staring at that beer for the last twenty minutes."

Gibbs chuckled. "It's an interesting beer."

Tony raised his eyebrow. "OK, that's lame, even for you."

"Yeah. Little off my game tonight." Why did I say that? Gibbs thought to himself knowing Tony would immediately get concerned.

"Everything okay?" Tony asked his concern already evident.

Gibbs nodded. "Thinking about work."

"No. This is supposed to be a no work thinking zone." Tony said pointing at him. "Did you not get that memo?"

"Guess not." Gibbs said taking a swig of his beer.

Tony took a moment then looked back at Gibbs. "Why did you make me come tonight?"

Tony really wanted to know. It wasn't like Gibbs to make anyone go out. And it was even stranger that Gibbs had actually used his first name back in the lab.

"Misery loves company." Gibbs shrugged.

Tony laughed. "Must be pretty bad if you need my company."

Gibbs didn't say anything. As much as Tony may have meant it as a joke, it only succeeded in making Gibbs remember the conversation he had with Mark.

"Hey, I was kidding. " Tony's voice grew serious. "Are you sure you're okay Boss?"

Gibbs ran his hand over his face. "Good. I'm good."

Liar. Gibbs thought to himself.

"Jethro?" Mark was standing next to him by the table.

"Yeah." Gibbs really was off his game he hadn't even realized Mark had gotten up.

"Abby wants to take me to a new club. I thought maybe I'd stay with her tonight."

"Sure." Gibbs nodded.

"Just one problem. Abby came with Tony and I came with you." Mark grinned

Gibbs pulled his keys from his pocket and tossed them to Mark.

"We can drop you at your place." Mark offered.

"I'm fine, go." Gibbs nodded towards the door.

Mark grabbed Abby and they were on their way, McGee and Ziva following not far behind. Both of them offered Gibbs a ride, which he declined.

Seriously, could you be any more obvious? Gibbs thought to himself as he turned down the rides from his two agents.

"Okay guess that leaves me, so I have to ask." Tony smirked. "Wanna ride or you have one of those red-heads coming to pick you up?"

Gibbs shook his head. "No red-head and yeah guess I need a ride."

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Tony's car pulled into the driveway and he put it in park.

"Thanks." Gibbs nodded to Tony.

"Anytime."

Climbing out of the car, Gibbs paused before he shut the door. He looked back into the car. "Wanna beer?"

It took a minute for the question to register with Tony. "Yeah. Sure."

Tony turned the car off and stepped out following Gibbs into the house.

Gibbs grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge and met Tony on the couch.

"Thanks." Tony smiled accepting the beer.

"Thanks for going tonight." Gibbs said taking a swig of his beer.

"Sure. Although I'm still confused as to why it was so important."

"I was hoping maybe you and Mark would get to know each other better."

You're full of lies tonight aren't you Gibbs thought.

"Mark seems like a nice guy."

Gibbs laughed.

"What?" Tony said puzzled.

"Could you have gritted your teeth any tighter when you said that."

Tony grinned. "That obvious?"

"Yeah." Gibbs smirked.

"It's just-"

"You and I have a different relationship than Mark and I. Different but no less important." Gibbs hope that made sense. It seemed the only way to explain it.

"You really need to teach me that."

"Teach you what?"

"How to get inside people's heads like that." Tony smiled.

Gibbs chuckled. "Merely observation."

"Damn I need to work on that." Tony watched as Gibbs laughed and shook his head. "Glad to see I can still make you laugh now and then."

Gibbs looked at Tony still smiling. "You can." he paused. "Tony, I don't mean to take our friendship for granted or make you feel as if that friendship doesn't exist. It does."

Tony nodded.

"And I do want you and Mark to be friends. You two have a lot of similar qualities."

"Really."

"Yeah." Gibbs smirked. "You're both smart asses."

It was Tony's turn to laugh. "And I thought you were going to say we were both pains in your ass."

"That too."

They were both laughing when they heard the door open.

Mark and Abby walked in surprised to see the two men sitting there laughing.

"Looks like we missed the party." Mark grinned.

"Just getting started." Tony smiled, the first real smile he had ever given Mark.

"Well don't let us interrupt. I just wanted to pick up a few things. And drop the car back off. Abby will take me in to work tomorrow." Mark said as he disappeared to the spare room.

Abby ran in and plopped down on the couch between Gibbs and Tony.

"The club was awesome, now back to my place." Abby grinned.

"Be good tonight. He does have to work tomorrow." Gibbs winked.

"Oh I'm always good." She said with an evil grin.

"Ready Abs?"

"Sure am." She said and hugged Tony then Gibbs before pushing herself off the couch and towards Mark. "Let's blow this Popsicle stand and let these two get back to their own private party."

Mark shook his head.

"She's not driving right?" Gibbs asked.

"No Dad, I haven't been drinking so I'm driving."

"Get out!" Gibbs barked with a smile. "And behave. I expect to see both of you on time tomorrow."

Abby and Mark both saluted. "Yes Dad."

"OUT!" Gibbs yelled.

And the two turned laughing as they left.

Once the two were gone Tony looked at Gibbs seriously.

"They're cute together."

Gibbs shook his head. "Not sure cute is the right word."

"So Mark and Abby must be close." Tony stressed the close.

"Um Abby's not really his type." Gibbs grinned.

"Really? I thought the whole be good and Abby I'm always good." Tony seemed surprised. "Ziva more his type he said she was gorgeous."

"No." Gibbs paused. "You're a little more his type."

Tony raised an eyebrow in that DiNozzo way. "Mark. No!"

Gibbs just looked at Tony.

"No. Really?" Tony was looking at Gibbs for any sign he was joking.

"Not joking." Gibbs took another drink from his bottle.

"Wow." Tony shrugged. "Never would have figured that one out." He took a swig from his bottle

"He thinks you're hot." Gibbs said with a tip of his head.

Tony jerked his head around and stared at Gibbs. "You did not just say he thinks I'm hot."

Gibbs nodded. "Yeah."

"I'm not sure which is stranger." Tony paused as if thinking about it. "That he thinks I'm hot or that you just told me that another man thinks I'm hot."

"You have a problem with Mark being gay?" Gibbs was interested in just how Tony would answer this question.

"No. Of course not!" Tony looked at Gibbs as if offended.

"Don't look so offended. That's not something we've every really talked about." Gibbs explained.

"Well yeah. I know but still." Tony wasn't sure how to handle this conversation.

"He just thinks you're hot, I didn't say he was coming after you." Gibbs grinned.

"Thanks! Glad you clarified that for me."

Gibbs took the last drink from his bottle and stood up.

"Plus I told him you were off limits." He said it as he made his way into the kitchen for another beer. Really, he thought to himself, you had to add that.

Tony wasn't sure how to take that statement.

"You want another one?" Gibbs called out from the kitchen.

"Sure." Why the hell not Tony thought this night was already beyond weird. One more beer isn't going to make that big of a difference.

Returning Gibbs handed the beer to Tony and sat back down.

"Is Mark going to be okay with you telling me this?"

Gibbs shrugged his shoulders. "He knows I trust you." Gibbs grinned. "Although not sure he would have wanted me to tell you he thought you were hot."

An evil grin played across Tony's face. "Oh, you do realize I have to harass him now."

"Do I have to tell you to behave too?" Gibbs said giving him that Gibbs stare.

Tony felt his body react from that look. He had been trying to control his feelings all night, but the way Gibbs had said that and that look made that extremely hard.

"No worries." Tony said forcing himself to take another sip of his beer.

Gibbs suddenly touched his hip, then looked at the end table

"What?" Tony asked.

"Phone." Gibbs said slightly panicked.

Tony was on his feet and over at Gibbs' coat. Maybe in his pocket. There was nothing. This wasn't good. Rule 3 never be unreachable.

"Maybe in your car." Gibbs said already at the door. Pausing momentarily as he saw the soft steady rain falling outside.

"Here." Tony said as he threw his keys at Gibbs.

With that he was out the door and running to the car. By the time he reached the passenger door he was already soaked. Tony watched from the doorway as Gibbs searched on the seat, under it, with what seemed to be no lucky.

"Damn." Tony said as without thought he ran outside. As he reached the door by Gibbs he was already soaked.

"Here let me look." Tony said trying to pull Gibbs out of the way.

As Gibbs stood up to turn around he was slightly off balance and he instinctively grabbed Tony to stay standing. His arm went around Tony's waist as he tried to prevent either of them from falling. The motion caused Gibbs to pull them both back against the car. Gibbs felt the air rush out of his chest as Tony's body crushed down against his.

Tony's hands grabbed at Gibbs' shoulders as his body made contact, the added contact made Gibbs tighten his arm around Tony. Steel blue eyes locked with glimmering green as the connection between body and mind suddenly formed.

Their faces were so close Gibbs felt Tony's breath on his lips. It was warm and inviting, a sharp contrast against the cold rain dripping down Gibbs face. Then Gibbs felt the intense warmth everywhere that Tony's body touched his. It only took a moment for Gibbs to realize Tony's body was now radiating with desire. The sudden knowledge caused Gibbs own body to warm as the temperature between them intensified.

It was such a small simple action between them, it should have been nothing, yet the reaction was undeniable and intense. Gibbs searched himself for the reason his desire was suddenly begging for free reign.

Tony swallowed hard his body unable to not respond to the proximity the two now shared. Tony's first thought was pull away and run. Being this close, Gibbs' arm wrapped around him, made all those feelings Tony so desperately tried to hide, hard to control. The familiar desire spread across his body. The contact was too much and it made Tony feel light headed. If this was a test of Tony's resolve he was ill prepared for it and he was failing. Gibbs' body felt too warm, too good, all Tony could do was melt into the embrace.

Without thought Gibbs reached up and brushed the wet hair from Tony's forehead. The action caused Tony to push his body even deeper into Gibbs. Their bodies now so close that even the rain seemed unable to breach the connection between them.

Realizing this moment may never come again, Tony needed to touch Gibbs. Mimicking Gibbs' actions, Tony slowly sweep the hair from Gibbs' forehead letting his touch linger far longer than Gibbs had. His fingers then traced a path down Gibbs' face and his thumb caressed across his cheek. Tony felt Gibbs lean into the touch and he smiled. As he was about to pull his hand away Gibbs grabbed it, faster and with more force than he had intended.

Never looking away Gibbs brought Tony's hand to his lips and kissed the palm, then held Tony's hand against his chest.

Two thoughts ran through Tony's mind. Don't let this moment end and god please, let Gibbs kiss me. At this point Tony didn't care if this was the only moment they every shared, he just needed the moment to lead to something, anything.

Gibbs thoughts were more erratic. Thoughts of wanting to kiss Tony were at the forefront of his mind. Then of how he had lied to both Mark and Tony. He had feelings for Tony. As much as he had tried to deny them to himself, he knew they were there. That was why he had wanted Tony there tonight. And why he had placed himself next to Tony at the table. Gibbs needed to see exactly what those feelings were, needed to have Tony close to gauge his own reaction. It was the same need that had forced him to invite Tony inside.

And now here, like this, denying his feelings were no longer an option. In this moment Gibbs realized he never wanted to let Tony go, instead he wanted to hold him like this forever. Gibbs wanted the world to fade away to swallow them up and carry them away. Still Gibbs rational mind somehow held on and pressed against his memory realizing this weather was not good for Tony.

Gibbs' face dipped down and Tony's eyes closed involuntarily waiting for the touch of their lips. Instead Gibbs' lips brushed a soft kiss against Tony's cheek as Gibbs spoke in Tony's ear.

"Let's get inside before you catch pneumonia." Gibbs voice was lower and filled with desire.

Even having said nothing sexual, Tony felt his body shiver from the sensation. Tony would have gladly accepted the pneumonia just to stay in this moment.

Gibbs pushed off the car bringing them upright. Still he was unable to break the contact, instead taking another moment to pull Tony closer. Tony fought the urge to moan. When Gibbs finally let his grip on Tony's waist loosen, Tony was afraid his legs would fail and he allowed his body to continue to lean against Gibbs.

It was only when Gibbs completely removed his arm from Tony's waist that Tony stepped back. Gibbs took his hand and pulled him towards the front door.

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Once inside the door they stood there for a moment Gibbs looked at Tony and couldn't help but smile. Tony was soaked, hair matted to his head, clothes clinging against his body yet he never shivered.

"Stay here I'll grab some towels." Gibbs kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks before disappearing into the spare room.

Tony let out a long breathe he didn't realize he had been holding. He was still lost unable to understand what had just taken place between them.

Gibbs returned dropping several towels at Tony's feet. Taking one in hand Gibbs wrapped it around Tony's shoulders and began rubbing it against his upper body.

"Get the worst off then you can head to the bathroom." Gibbs said as he continued rubbing Tony's soaking body. "I'll get you some sweats and a t-shirt."

All Tony could do was nod and enjoy the feel of Gibbs hands on his body.

"Kick off your shoes and socks." Gibbs said as he tossed the towel aside and grabbed a new dry one. This time bending down Gibbs started drying one foot, then the other. Then made a few passes up each slack covered leg trying to remove the water. When Gibbs stood back up he smiled at Tony. He put the towel around Tony's waist and rubbed the towel over his hips. When Gibbs' hands made contact with Tony's backside Tony felt his body respond. His hips involuntarily rocked forward towards Gibbs. Realizing his actions, Tony's hand instinctively, grabbed Gibbs' arm. Although Tony couldn't decided if it was to stop him or beg him to continue.

Looking up into Tony's eyes Gibbs could see the desire that the actions had created. Gibbs let the towel drop to the floor and took a step closer to Tony. Tony's hand went to reach out to touch Gibbs' chest then stopped and dropped to his side. The younger man couldn't make that move, still unsure what was happening between them.

"Go grab a hot shower." Gibbs nodded towards the spare room. "I'll grab one up stairs and bring you those clothes down.

Again all Tony could do was nod and he had to look away. Gibbs stare was too intense.

Gibbs let his finger reach under and gently pull up Tony's chin.

"Go." Gibbs smiled and winked.

Tony nodded and this time actually moved.

Once Tony had disappeared into the spare room, Gibbs sighed and pushed the wet hair back off of his forehead. What the hell was he doing? He had almost completely lost it. Why did Tony have to look so damn sexy dripping wet? And why did Gibbs have to suddenly realize that. Gibbs dried himself off and quickly ran upstairs.

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As Gibbs emerged from the bathroom he glanced at the clock 0300. God, they would need to be at work in a few hours. Pulling on a pair of sweats and t-shirt he then reached into the bottom drawer of his dresser. Inside were a couple pairs of sweats, some t-shirts and a dress shirt, all belonging to Tony. He had left them here when he stayed with Gibbs. Gibbs had just never returned them, instead slipping them into an empty drawer in his dresser. Gibbs chuckled to himself. Should have been a clue, he thought to himself. Grabbing sweats and a t-shirt Gibbs made his way downstairs.

Hearing the shower still running Gibbs walked quietly into the spare room and saw the door of the bathroom slightly ajar.

"Tony."

"Yeah."

"Clothes are on the bed."

"Thanks."

Gibbs laid down the clothes and made his way back to the living room.

He sat down on the couch letting his head fall back. You are losing it? he thought to himself. Where had he lost control of his feelings? Oh right, rain, a soaked Tony in his arms, that had pretty much done it. He hadn't expected to react so quickly to Tony, hadn't expected the need to be so great. He knew he felt something for Tony but wasn't completely sure until tonight and now all he wanted was Tony back in his arms.

This is insane Gibbs thought to himself. Why had this suddenly happened? Could be the fact that Mark had forced him to think about it because of that conversation.

Gibbs heard the shower stop and Tony stepped into the living room a few moments later.

"Better?" Gibbs smiled.

"Yeah." Tony nodded. "Are these mine?" He asked looking down at the clothes he was wearing.

"Yeah. You left them when you stayed here." Gibbs said trying to act casual about it.

"And you never thought to give them back to me?" Tony said looking at him puzzled.

"Just forgot." Gibbs shrugged.

Tony sat down on the other end of the sofa. "Your phone?"

Gibbs tipped his head towards the end table beside Tony. Tony saw the familiar phone sitting there.

"Where was it?"

"In your car I had just found it when you came outside."

"So I ran out in the rain for nothing." Tony chuckled.

"Not for nothing." Gibbs eyes were alive with the thought of their exchange earlier.

That famous DiNozzo smile suddenly covered Tony's face.

God, Gibbs loved that smile.

"It's late and we need to get some sleep before work." Gibbs said as he stood up

Tony nodded.

"Spare room." Gibbs said nodding down the hall.

"Thanks."

Gibbs needed to touch Tony again as if it was now some involuntary bodily need he had like breathing. He let his lips brush against Tony's cheek feeling the skin warm under his lips.

"Good night." Gibbs smiled.

As Gibbs went to walk away Tony grabbed his arm. He looked up at Gibbs a thousand questions racing through his mind.

"Get some sleep." Gibbs said his eyes telling Tony that questions would be answered later.

"Right." Tony smiled back and released Gibbs arm.

Tony watched Gibbs disappear upstairs before sighing. Sleep, like he would ever be able to sleep after this.

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The smell of coffee crept into Gibbs' sleep and filled his mind with the need for caffeine. For a moment he thought it was part of his dream, but then his conscious mind pulled at him telling him it was real and it was waiting for him. Gibbs took a deep breath inhaling the scent. Then he was suddenly confused and sat straight up in bed. The image of last night suddenly pushing its way to the forefront. Gibbs smiled as he let the vision play through his mind. Tony must have made coffee.

Gibbs glanced over at the clock 0620. He had worked with less sleep. Pushing the covers aside Gibbs made his way down stairs expecting Tony to be sitting on the couch. When he wasn't there Gibbs walked into the kitchen. Again Tony wasn't there. Looking over to the coffee pot Gibbs saw a small folded piece of white paper leaning up against the side of the machine. He picked it up and looked at it afraid of what may be written in side. It could easily be a letter of regret and dismissal or something else. After several minutes he finally opened it.

Figured you would need this. Had to go get ready for work.

Hope your dreams were as pleasant as mine.

Tony

Gibbs smiled. His dreams had been pleasant, filled with images of Tony.

Pulling down a mug he poured a cup of coffee and made his way to the couch. He had hoped Tony would be here when he woke up, his body already crying out for Tony's presence and for the need to touch him. Gibbs shook his head. It had been a long time since he had felt this way and he still wasn't sure how to handle all of it. What he did know is it was going to be an extremely long day as he tried to control his new desire. His defenses had been compromised last night and he wasn't sure how to put them back together again. Hell he wasn't sure he wanted to.

"Shit." Gibbs said as he rubbed his hand through his hair and down his face. How the hell had one moment affected him so much?

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His three agents were already sitting at their desks when Gibbs entered the bullpen carrying two cups of coffee. He nodded morning as he sat down at his desk, trying desperately not to glance at Tony. That was made extremely difficult since Tony's desk was always in his line of vision. Gibbs saw the man out of the corner of his eye and tried not to react. He could see that Tony was wearing the emerald green sweater, the one that always made his eyes even greener than they normally were. Gibbs shook his head. When the hell had he noticed that before. He took the last sip of his first coffee and tossed the empty cup in the trash then took a long sip from the second cup.

Gibbs rose. "I'll be in MTAC." He said as he took the long way around not wanting to have to pass Tony's desk.

As he entered MTAC, Mark was standing there staring at the screen watching a car pulling into a hotel parking lot. The Director was sitting towards the back speaking to someone on the phone. Gibbs made his way down and stood beside Mark.

"Bravo 4 are camera's already in place?"

"Bravo 4 that's a positive."

"Good."

The image changed to two men entering a hotel room greeted by a third man. There were several women lounging around the room, as soon as the other men entered they each found a woman and the game was on.

"Bravo 4, keep an eye on them. Let me know if anyone leaves or arrives." Mark said then nodded for the screen to go blank just as one couple was removing their clothing.

Mark looked at Gibbs with a grin. "Did you want me to turn that back on for you?"

"No." Gibbs said shaking his head. "Have a good night?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?" Mark smirked.

"Bags under your eyes." Gibbs nodded as he took a sip of his coffee. "And your dress coat is buttoned wrong."

Mark looked down and noticed he had skipped a button. "I'm getting to old to not get any sleep." he said as he started to re-button his dress coat.

Gibbs smirked.

"Don't smirk at me. Did you get any sleep?" He asked wondering about Gibbs and Tony.

"Yeah." Gibbs nodded.

Mark stepped closer and spoke softer. "You and Tony seemed to be having a good time last night." Mark smiled. "And he actually smiled a real smile at me when he saw me last night."

"And?" Gibbs asked.

"I'm thinking you explained how relationships differ, how he is important to you." Mark paused. "And I'm sure he now knows about my personal preferences."

Gibbs took a sip of his coffee.

"All of which was told to him because you wanted him to realize not only is your friendship changing but that your friendship includes trusting him with that information." Mark smiled. "About right?"

"You forgot where I tell him you think he's hot."

Mark stared at Gibbs for a moment then chuckled. "Seriously? You had to add that."

Gibbs shrugged. "Why not."

"Well I'm glad you two talked and maybe now Tony won't look at me like he wants to rip my eyes out." Mark waited a moment. "Anything else happen."

"No."

Mark nodded. He knew it was a lie but he also knew that Gibbs would never admit it. Something had happened. Mark just wasn't sure what. Still all that mattered was progress had been made and hopefully more soon.

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"You think the kids are okay? They've been alone most of the day."

Gibbs turned to Leon. "I don't know dear. I thought they were old enough to be left alone."

Leon shook his head. "I'm just saying. It's unlike you to give them this much free time."

"They had work to do, it's not free time."

"Should we check on how that work is progressing?" Leon asked ready to have the camera feed pulled up before them.

"No."

Leon looked puzzled. It really wasn't like Gibbs to not check on his team. He'd only left MTAC twice today and that was to refill his coffee. It would have been more had Mark not refilled it for him several times as well.

"I'm heading down now anyway." Gibbs said standing up and heading to the door.

To some it may have seemed Gibbs was hiding, but he was simply regrouping, trying to find the calm within himself. He was trying to work out this new need he suddenly had to see Tony, be near him and to touch him. And being at his desk with Tony only feet away was not the way to figure that out. But it didn't work, the need had only grown stronger and he finally decided staying in MTAC was not the answer.

As Gibbs made his way down the steps from MTAC all three agents looked up.

"Everything okay Boss?" Tony asked trying not to sound as concerned as he was.

"Yeah." Gibbs said as he took a seat as his desk.

Gibbs phone rang as if on cue.

"Gibbs." there was a pause as Gibbs listened, then spoke a few words and he wrote something down. Then he hung up the phone. He glanced up seeing the Director leave MTAC and head towards his office.

"McGee, Ziva grab your gear. You're heading out to set up some added surveillance for Mark's team."

The agents were already on their feet.

"Truck with supplies will meet you there." Gibbs pulled off the sticky note from the pad and held it up. Ziva grabbed it then waited as Gibbs opened up his top drawer and handed her the keys.

The two headed towards the elevator and within seconds disappeared behind the elevator doors.

Seconds later Tony's phone rang. Tony laughed said a few yeah's and then hung up the phone.

"Boss. Got a video you need to see."

"What." Gibbs said as he made his way over to Tony's desk. It was habit that he stood behind Tony and looked at the screen, one hand on the desk.

Tony hit a few buttons and the video played.

"There's our guy we were going to pick up the other day. He just arrived at the party." The video showed their guy arriving at the hotel Gibbs had seen earlier in MTAC.

"Mark sent this down?" Gibbs asked assuming that was what the call had been.

Tony nodded. "Yeah said he sent it to me wasn't sure if you could use your e-mail."

Gibbs rolled his eyes. As the video ended Gibbs realized how close he was to Tony. That his hand could easily bridge the few inches and touch the other mans. Gibbs felt the heat in his body rise and his heart beat faster.

"Are you avoiding me?" Tony asked his voice soft and low. Somehow Tony felt he was the reason Gibbs had spent the day in MTAC.

"No." There was a paused. "No." Gibbs was still staring at the screen as if the video was still playing

"Why do I not believe you?" Tony said not wanting anything to ruin their friendship.

Gibbs sighed. He needed to be honest. "I was but not for the reason you think."

Tony nodded. "Ok. So you're not avoiding me because of what happened or didn't happen last night." Tony shook his head. "I'm still trying to figure out did something happen last night or was it just some bizarre-"

"Tony, don't make me head slap you."

"Right. So why are you avoiding me if not because of last night?"

Gibbs leaned forward his lips almost touching Tony's ear. "Because all I can think about is touching you and I can't trust myself not to."

As if making his point Gibbs let his fingers brush against Tony's hand.

The touch was so soft that at first Tony thought he had imagined it until he looked and saw Gibbs fingers actually touching his. Then as quickly as the touch had come it was gone. Gibbs stepped back and walked back to his desk, part of him grateful for the small contact with Tony and the larger part of him crying out for more.

Tony couldn't move couldn't pull his eyes from the computer screen. Because if he did he would break the moment and he didn't want to. He half expected it to all be a dream and he would wake up at his desk like he had countless times before. Still, he knew it wasn't a dream, knew if it had been a dream Gibbs would have kissed him, would have thrown him on the desk and made love to him. His dreams were never this sophomoric or romantic, but always erotic and sexual. Yet in some way this reality seemed more sensual and more erotic than any fantasy Tony had ever had.

It took the ringing of Gibbs phone to bring Tony out of the moment.

"MTAC." Gibbs said tipping his head towards Tony as he walked by.

Tony was already at his heels when Gibbs passed his desk.

When they entered MTAC there was a new scene on the screen. Six screens all from a warehouse.

"This is where the meet is going down tonight." Mark said as Gibbs and Tony stood beside him. "My team will be in another warehouse across the street."

"Just keeping us informed?" Gibbs asked.

"Yes, and I wanted to let you know I obviously won't be around tonight."

"Okay. You could have told me that on the phone." Gibbs said slightly annoyed. He knew Mark was making sure Gibbs and Tony knew that Gibbs house would be available if they needed it.

"I could have but then I would have missed seeing your scowling face."

Gibbs sighed.

"And I'd have missed Tony's beautiful smile of amusement." Mark said smiling back at Tony.

Tony was smiling he knew how Gibbs hated when people called him somewhere with information they could give over the phone.

Gibbs turned to look at Tony whose smile faded as soon as Gibbs glared at him.

"Really Jethro let the man be amused. He's cute when he's all happy and smiling."

The smile returned and Tony chuckled. Gibbs had to have told him about their conversation. Mark was obviously playing with Tony.

"Tony can you give Mark and I a minute?"

"Sure Boss." Tony said practically running towards the door. He wasn't sure what was going on but he knew he didn't want any part of it. Gibbs was not finding any of it funny.

Gibbs watched Tony leave and as soon as the door closed completely. Gibbs turned back glaring at Mark.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Mark's face showed a look of surprised. "I'm not doing anything."

Gibbs hands went to his hips. "You could have told me this on the phone and Tony?"

"What no harm in flirting. You said he knew about me, I have to give him a hard time." Mark paused. "Tony thought it was funny. He knows I was just playing." Mark waited for one of two reactions, wondering which way Jethro would play this.

"You're not here to play with my agents."

Mark raised an eyebrow.

"I'm sure Tony doesn't need or want your little flirting session."

Ah yes making it all about Tony, that was the reaction Mark had expected.

Mark nodded trying to put on his best serious face. "I didn't mean to make anyone uncomfortable, especially Tony. Or you."

Gibbs was already walking away from Mark and towards the door.

Mark grinned as the door to MTAC closed again. This had been easier than he thought. He thought it would take at least 3 or 4 days before Jethro actually showed his jealousy for a man he said he had no feelings for.

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Gibbs was never so glad to be home. He threw his jacket on the couch, pulled the tails of his dress shirt from his pants and rolled up the sleeves. He walked in the kitchen and grabbed a beer, opening it he leaned back against the counter and took a long sip. A beer, something to eat, and the boat, that was what he needed. Maybe then he would be able to relax enough to get some sleep. His mind was still filled with thoughts of Tony. And it was confusing and unexpected. Gibbs had never let someone affect him like this. Hell Gibbs hadn't even kissed him yet. All this just from having Tony in his arms.

I hate to think what you'll be like once you sleep with him. Gibbs thought.

"Shit." Gibbs said the vision of Tony and him naked wrapped in each other's arms making love was now flashing through his mind.

He needed to get this under control. Acting like some hormone crazed sixteen year old kid was not Gibbs style, even when he was sixteen. Yet he had spent the day in MTAC because he was afraid he couldn't control himself. He leaned back against the counter and sighed.

The sound of the front door pulled him from his thoughts. He didn't move, waiting to see who was intruding, when all he wanted to do was be alone. Gibbs heart stopped as Tony walked into the kitchen.

"Hey." Tony smiled as he saw Gibbs and their eyes met.

"Hey." Gibbs forced himself not to move towards Tony.

"I thought maybe you were hungry." Tony held up the bag he was carrying. "I didn't see you eat any lunch today."

"Forgot."

Tony nodded. "It's Chinese. From that place you like."

"Good." Jesus, can you speak more than one word, Gibbs thought.

Tony finally broke eye contact as he walked over to the table, set the bag down and started pulling out the containers.

"Picked up a few different things, since I wasn't sure what you were in the mood for."

Tony looked back at Gibbs who was still leaning against the counter, the only change in his position being the beer now sitting next to him and his hands on the counter at his sides.

Tony turned back to the table. "Hopefully you'll like something."

"Anything sounds good." Gibbs answered and looked away needing to focus on something other than Tony.

"I should have called." Tony paused suddenly thinking this had been a bad idea. Gibbs not being able to look at him was not a good thing.

"I shouldn't have assumed-" Tony stopped. He should just leave.

"Assumed what?" Gibbs asked suddenly beside Tony his hand around Tony's wrist.

"That you wanted anything."

Gibbs was pulling Tony to him as he spoke

"Dinner or-" Tony was now in front of Gibbs their bodies almost touching.

"You." Gibbs finished the statement his eyes never leaving Tony's. With one final tug Tony's body was pressed against Gibbs. "I want you."

Tony swallowed hard.

"So if you don't want this you need to leave now. And we'll let it go at that. Otherwise I'm going to kiss you." Gibbs said his body already awash with desire.

"And if I don't leave?"

"I'm not sure I can stop at just kissing you." Gibbs said his eyes searching Tony's for any sign that somehow he was wrong about what Tony wanted. When there was no sign that Tony was leaving Gibbs' arm wrapped around Tony and pulled him tight against his body.

Gibbs' lips brushed against the corner of Tony's mouth then the other savoring the small taste. Then he kissed across Tony's top lip feeling the soft tender flesh against his own as he traveled to Tony's bottom lip intent on exploring every piece of Tony's lips and mouth.

Tony felt the world stop and there was nothing but the way Gibbs' lips felt on his own. His body was forcing itself tighter against Gibbs wanting all the contact possible.

Gibbs' kiss was now tender just a brief brush of their full lips as if still unsure of Tony's desire to be kissed. It quickly turned deeper and Tony's hand went to the side of Gibbs' face wanting somehow to tell him he wanted more. Gibbs pulled back slightly letting his forehead rest against Tony's. Tony's eyes were closed and his breathing labored. Gibbs couldn't help but think how erotic his face looked in that state of growing arousal. It was beautiful.

"Please don't stop." the words were a whisper and they reached Gibbs ears sounding like some ethereal cry from above.

Letting his lips again drop to Tony's, Gibbs was now greedy, wanting to devour Tony. His tongue demanded entrance and Tony eagerly granted the demand. Tony tasted of a salty sweetness masked by mint. It was a taste Gibbs would now forever know as Tony and he would never get enough.

Tony felt the kiss throughout his entire body, felt the passion exploding within him and felt his body begging for the feeling to never end. It was as if this one kiss had reached inside his heart and it no longer beat of its own accord. The feeling was exhilarating and terrifying. There had been nothing before this kiss and only Gibbs kiss would satisfy him again.

Gibbs finally pulled back his breathing erratic his heart beating against his chest as if trying to free itself from the confines of its cage. He licked his lips tasting Tony there.

Tony felt the loss as Gibbs pulled back and it physically made him ache. His head was down as he tried to steady his breathing. His body rebelled unable to accept the request, it was still to alive with desire to want to calm down.

"Tony" Gibbs voice was low.

There was no answer

"Tony." Again

"Gibbs." Tony finally spoke.

"You're still calling me that after that kiss." Gibbs smirked.

"It's sexy." Tony answered.

Gibbs chuckled. "Jethro isn't sexy?"

Tony finally looked up and into Gibbs' smiling eyes.

"Jethro is sexy when you scream it making love."

Gibbs raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Really."

"You've screamed Jethro when you were making love before?" Gibbs grinned

"I will."

The words were spoken with promise.

Gibbs stared into Tony's eyes as if looking hard enough would answer all the questions still unspoken between them.

"You need to eat." Tony said unable to withstand Gibbs stare any longer.

Gibbs nodded but made no move to let Tony go.

Tony placed a soft tender kiss on Gibbs lips. "You can let me go. I'm not going anywhere." Tony smiled. "Except to the table to get some food."

"And what if I don't want to let you go?" Gibbs asked.

"Well I think soon or later that might cause a problem because we-" Tony's thought was cut off by Gibbs again capturing Tony's lips. The kiss was immediately passionate, full of desire and intent.

Tony was just as quickly consumed by the passion his hand on the back of Gibbs' neck pulling him down harder against him. At the same time his hips were pressing hard against Gibbs.

Gibbs pulled back his lips falling to Tony's throat and tracing a path of kisses to Tony's ear. Then he spoke.

"Tony." Gibbs voice was seductive full of raw hunger. "You need to stop me."

Gibbs hadn't wanted to let this get out of control, but it was, his desire for Tony overriding his normal control. He truly did need Tony to stop this, needed him to tell Gibbs it was too soon, there was still too much that needed to be said. But nothing came.

Gibbs let his lips fall back to Tony's throat this time nipping at the tender flesh. Gibbs' hands slid under the back of Tony's dress shirt. The first touch of his hands against Tony's bare skin caused Gibbs to bite harder at Tony's throat. His hands clawed across Tony's back exploring the flesh as if something was hidden underneath.

Tony moaned Gibbs' touch felt like fire against his already warm skin. Unable and unwilling to just stand by, Tony's hands went to Gibbs' chest feeling the soft fabric of his shirt. As Tony's hands found the center of the shirt his fingers traced over a button then pulled tearing Gibbs' shirt open. Greeted by a t-shirt underneath Tony pulled the t-shirt out of Gibbs' pants and let his hands find their way underneath.

Tony felt Gibbs sharp intake of breath under his hands. But for Tony the touch wasn't enough, he wanted more. He pushed back breaking their contact as he fought to push the shirt off of Gibbs' shoulder then push the t-shirt up and over his head. Gibbs followed Tony's example pulling Tony's sweater over his head.

Wrapping his arm back around Tony's waist, Gibbs let their lips meet as he walked Tony towards the living room and the couch. It was when they stood by the couch that Gibbs heard the noise on the end table. He wanted to ignore it to just stay in the moment. And he probably would have had it not been for the added buzzing of a cell phone now coming from Tony's pocket. Gibbs forced himself to pull his lips from Tony's. Both of them receiving a call was never good.

Tony was looking at Gibbs eyes so full of desire that he knew if Gibbs ignored the call he would follow.

"Shit." Gibbs said his arm still wrapped around Tony's waist.

Then Gibbs reached into Tony's pocket and pulled out his phone. The caller ID read Ziva. He put the phone in Tony's hand as he reached around Tony and grabbed his own phone from the table. His phone ID read Vance.

Tony's phone stopped ringing as it went to voice mail.

Gibbs flipped open the phone and spoke.

"Yeah." Gibbs said with a sigh. His eyes still fixed on Tony.

Seeing Gibbs eyes widen slightly, Tony knew this night was about to end completely different than either had wanted.

"Bad?" Gibbs said. Then a paused. "Mark?" Another paused as Gibbs listened then finally "On the way."

"What happened?" Tony said as soon as Gibbs closed the phone.

"Two MARSOC officers shot tonight."

"And?" There was always the and, it meant alive or dead.

"Alive."

That was one positive thing.

"We need to go." Tony said.

"Yeah." Gibbs said pulling Tony closer for a moment. "I'll explain the rest in the car."

Tony nodded and went to step out of Gibbs embrace.

Like earlier Gibbs wouldn't let go. Tony smiled up at him.

"I was serious. I didn't want to let you go for the rest of the night."

"Hold that thought."

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Gibbs stormed into the bullpen followed by Tony and was surprised to find it empty so he headed for the stairs Tony on his heels. Taking two steps at a time he reached MTAC and placed his eye before the retinal scan then pushed the door open.

The room was alive with activity. Vance standing down front looking at the images on the screen, the gunfire coming from the screen rang through the room.

Gibbs and Tony stood next to Vance watching the scene and a few seconds later saw one officer fall along with a suspect.

"What happened? Why did they go in?" Gibbs asked confused. The team was supposed to let the information and guns be exchanged and grab the buyer after he left the building, the suspects after that. Going into a warehouse full of trigger happy suspects was never a good idea.

"Run it back." Vance said to a man at the control panel.

An image from before the shoot out appeared. The buyer approaching them being handed a case. As the case was opened Gibbs knew why they had gone in.

"Why didn't we know about this?" Tony asked seeing the bomb housed inside the case.

"Bombs were not what this group ever sold."

"The cell?" Gibbs asked.

"All dead but one." Vance said. "He's in critical at Bethesda Hospital."

Gibbs nodded.

"I had David and McGee head over and start interviewing the team." Vance paused. "Dr. Mallard is on the way in. I want you and DiNozzo to head to the scene."

Vance turned towards Gibbs. "I need this to end smoothly."

"There is no reason it shouldn't." Gibbs paused. "Is there?" Gibbs hadn't seen the whole video so there could easily have been something that led Vance to believe that something hadn't been done by the book.

"No but with two men down and three people dead, I don't want anything taken for granted."

Gibbs and Tony were already heading out of MTAC as the Director finished. As they made their way down the steps Ducky was walking into the bullpen.

"Jethro I was just coming to get you."

"You ready Ducky?" He asked never stopping until he reached his desk grabbed his side arm and badge.

"Yes, Mr. Palmer is already in the van."

"Good lets go." Gibbs said heading towards the elevator.

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Gibbs looked at the sky through the window as he walked into Abby's lab. It was already light again. Night had come and gone and Gibbs was just now noticing. He and Tony had spent endless hours at the crime scene.

"Gibbs." Abby rushed over and crushed him in a hug.

He was unable to hug her back holding a Caf-Pow in one hand and a coffee in the other.

"Abs."

As he spoke she stepped back and smiled. "Sorry."

He gave her a look.

"Right not sorry just glad you're here."

"Everyone's going to be ok Abs." He handed her the Caf-Pow. "Mark is fine."

She nodded then took a sip of her drink.

"What'd I miss." Tony said walking in buttoning his shirt.

Abby looked at him with a grin.

"What?" He look at her. "I took a shower. I just spent 8 hours at a crime scene."

Gibbs was trying to keep his eyes on Tony's face and not his chest.

"That's not what I was thinking." Abby said as she walked over to Tony and pulled the collar of his shirt over slightly.

Tony looked down and saw the mark right at the junction of his neck and shoulder.

"Nice love bit." Abby had that evil grin. "Blond, Brunette." Abby paused and glanced at Gibbs then back at Tony. "Red-head?"

Tony glanced at Gibbs then pulled his shirt closed as he finished buttoning it.

"Not the time." Tony said as if he couldn't talk because Gibbs was here.

Gibbs rolled his eyes.

Abby grinned. "Bossman knows about sex Tony. He's been married four times."

"I'm aware of that Abby."

"So did you at least seal the deal before getting the call?" She smirked.

Tony needed this conversation to end and he looked at Gibbs for help. Gibbs was looking at a bag of casing they had collected from the scene, ignoring Tony.

Fine Tony thought, if he wants to be that way.

Tony smiled and held up two fingers. "This close."

"She marked you to make sure you come back and finish the job?" Abby grinned.

"I wasn't the one who started it."

"Oh. She's gonna finish the job."

"ABS!" Gibbs shouted as he glared at Tony.

"Right." Abby said walking to the table to go over the evidence.

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Gibbs and Tony were in the elevator on the way down to the parking garage. After a brief stop to update Director Vance in MTAC they were now on their way to the hospital. Gibbs wanted another update from Ziva and McGee and he wanted to check on Mark. Twice they had been in the elevator and Tony had expected Gibbs to stop it and scold him for the comments in Abby's lab. But the scolding never came. Tony wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. The silence worried Tony. Although Gibbs was a man of few words, he had expected some kind of conversation when they were alone.

As they emerged into the garage Tony was a few steps behind Gibbs and finally needed to speak.

"Do you always give people you almost sleep with the silent treatment?" Tony said sounding more annoyed than he had intended.

Gibbs stopped and looked back at Tony. Then grabbed Tony by the arm and pulled him over to the far wall of the parking garage.

Tony felt the cold concrete wall against his back as Gibbs pressed him against it then stepped into Tony's personal space, their bodies almost touching as they stood toe to toe.

Tony knew that the cameras were not seeing the exchange. Gibbs knew where every camera in and around the building was and how to avoid them.

"The case, do you remember that's why we are here?" Gibbs said his voice that of the pissed off boss.

"And what, you suddenly lost the ability to speak when you work a case?" Tony said sounding just as pissed off.

"I didn't think I needed to tell you how I was feeling right now." Gibbs said his stare still fixed on Tony.

"Right." Tony rolled his eyes. "Because you're not the share your feelings type."

"No. Because I thought you would understand how I was feeling."

Tony looked at Gibbs searching those blue eyes for the emotion buried there.

Gibbs took the final step that pressed their bodies together. Instinctively Tony's hands went to Gibbs hips.

"Since you don't seem to understand let me tell you." Gibbs leaned down to Tony's ear as he spoke the next words.

"What I feel right now is the need to have you naked under me screaming my name. In my bed, on the couch, on the table, anywhere I want to take you." He paused taking a breath and Tony pulled Gibbs hips forward crushing them together. "And its taking every ounce of control I have not to just devour you right now."

Tony moaned wanting nothing more than to be back on Gibbs couch.

"And I don't like being this close to losing control. Because when I do lose control with you, I'm not sure how I'm going to get it back." As he finished he stepped away walking towards the car.

Tony stood there a moment trying to catch his breath. He had seen Gibbs lose control a couple times and the aftermath of the event had been complete devastation. Like after the coma. Tony took a deep breath and headed towards the car. He wasn't sure whether to be terrified or ecstatic.

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The drive to the hospital was spent in silence yet again and it was only when they walked in and saw Ziva and McGee that Gibbs finally spoke.

"What have we got?" Gibbs asked.

"We have all the statements." Ziva said approaching Tony and Gibbs.

"The agents?" Gibbs asked.

"Fine, they should be released in a day or two." McGee answered.

"Good. Where's Mark." Gibbs asked looking around.

"He's in with agent Drake now." Ziva smiled.

Gibbs nodded.

As if hearing his name. Mark stepped out from a room down the hall. As soon as Gibbs saw him he could tell the man had been crying. Mark was not like Gibbs when it came to showing emotion. Mark wore his heart on his sleeve.

Mark made his way to Gibbs with heavy steps. His shirt was covered in dried blood.

"Jethro." Mark forced a smile.

Gibbs nodded and looked at Mark. Then Gibbs tipped his head for Mark to come closer.

Mark stopped directly in front of Gibbs. Gibbs hand went to Mark's arm.

"They're both going to be fine."

Mark nodded.

"You need to get some sleep."

"I'm good." Mark said raising himself up to his full six foot.

"No you're tired and run down." Gibbs paused. "And you aren't doing anyone any favors by not taking care of yourself."

"And if it were your agents lying in there?" Mark asked.

Gibbs let out a breath. His three agents all were stealing a glance at their boss.

"Yeah that's what I thought."

Gibbs had been in Mark's position. More than once and it only got harder. Time makes a team closer and makes a situation like this even more difficult.

Reaching into his pocket Gibbs handed Ziva some money. She nodded knowing without explanation that Gibbs wanted coffee for everyone.

"Let's go sit down." Gibbs said practically dragging Mark to the waiting room.

Gibbs nodded to Tony then to the desk. Tony nodded back. Gibbs team knew how to read him and they followed without the need for words. As Gibbs and Mark made their way to the waiting room, Tony was at the desk speaking to the nurse.

Gibbs lead Mark to a small couch and it seemed he was asleep the minute he sat down.

Ziva walked in with the coffees and handed one to Gibbs.

"Thanks."

She shook her head. "I have been trying to get him to rest all morning."

"Yeah. He's stubborn like that."

"Like someone else I know." Ziva smiled.

Tony and McGee appeared accepting the coffee's from Ziva.

"Nurse said she's let us know if there was any change, but they are both sleeping right now." Tony said giving Gibbs the update.

"Thanks." He nodded then ran a hand over his face. "I need you three to head back. Start writing up the statements. Tony, get with Abby and Ducky."

"Right boss."

Gibbs using Tony's first name made Ziva and McGee glance over at each other.

"I'll be there when I can."

The three agents nodded.

"Tony, you need a ride?" McGee asked.

"Yeah." Tony said as Ziva and McGee turned to leave. As Tony went to follow Gibbs grabbed his arm.

Tony paused and nodded. "You don't have to say anything. This is where you need to be right now. We'll handle the rest."

"And you and I-"

"It will keep." Tony smiled. "I told you not going anywhere."

Gibbs nodded and released Tony's arm.

Once Tony disappeared after the others Gibbs made his way over and sat down in a chair next to Mark. He leaned his head back knowing sleep wouldn't come but at least he could rest.

A few hours later head still back Gibbs heard the voice.

"Don't you have work you should be doing?"

Gibbs still didn't move.

"I am working."

Mark actually chuckled. "Really some secret you didn't share with me."

"No. I have agents for a reason." he said finally pulling his head up and looking at the empty chair across from him. "Nurse was in about twenty minutes ago. Drake and Algen are fine. Sleeping. Like you should be."

"And you should be as well."

"I don't sleep, remember." Gibbs smirked.

"You should you look like hell."

Gibbs chuckled. "Thanks. So do you."

"Hope I didn't ruin your night." Mark said casually. Might as well prod. It gave him something to focus on besides the current situation.

"Nope." Gibbs said moving his head left and right to remove the kinks.

"Why do I not believe you?"

"Because you've been setting me up." Gibbs said.

Mark didn't say anything.

Gibbs sighed. "Did you really think I didn't know?"

Mark shrugged. "Was hoping maybe you wouldn't."

Gibbs nodded. "You're not very subtle."

"Never been one of my strong suits."

"Yeah. I got that." Gibbs chuckled.

"I knew you were lying when you said you didn't have feelings for Tony." Mark smiled. "I just thought maybe a few verbal pushes and a little jealousy thrown in might get the ball rolling."

"I see." Gibbs nodded.

"You're pissed." Mark said as a statement more than a question. "Come on Jethro. I didn't force you to do anything. Other than wake up and see what was right in front of you." Mark paused. "Anything that did or didn't happen between you and Tony is all on you."

Gibbs was still silent.

"So what you're not going to answer me now."

"You haven't asked me anything." Gibbs chuckled. "What am I suppose to answer."

"Was I wrong about you having feelings for Tony?" Mark said asking a direct question.

"No." Gibbs waited for another question but none came. "Of all the questions I know you have that's the one you ask?"

"I don't think you'll answer the other questions I want to ask." Mark grinned.

"Probably not." He answered as he stood up. "I'll be at work. If you need anything call." Gibbs paused. "And get back to the house tonight for some sleep."

"Maybe I should stay at Abby's" Mark said with a smile.

Gibbs glared at him.

"Oh." Mark nodded. "That answers one of my questions."

Gibbs shook his head and walked away.

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When Gibbs walked into the bullpen McGee was typing away at the computer, Ziva had pulled her head up probably having fallen asleep at her desk, and Tony was nowhere to be seen.

"Interviews are all on your desk." McGee spoke before Gibbs could say anything.

"So are all the reports, except for Abby's-"

"Abby's final report Boss." Tony said appearing and handing the paper to Gibbs.

Gibbs nodded.

"And." Gibbs asked glancing at each officer.

"Everything is in order." Ziva answered first. "It was by the book."

Tony grinned at her.

"What?" She looked at him puzzled. "I know that was right."

"I know I was just surprised."

She rolled her eyes.

"And you're sure about that."

"Positive." rang up from all three.

Gibbs smirked. "Good. Then go home."

"Boss?" Tony looked at him confused.

"Home the place you go after you leave here."

"Tony's home is a strip club down at-" Ziva stopped as she felt Gibbs glare.

"Home all of you and sleep."

Ziva walked over to Tony's desk. "You ready?"

"Can you give me five?"

Ziva looked at him a moment then glance at Gibbs. She nodded.

McGee followed her to the elevator. As soon as they were gone Gibbs spoke without looking up.

"Ziva taking you home."

"Yeah, thought it would be better with everything going on with Mark's team."

Gibbs nodded.

"Everything at the hospital okay?"

"Yeah." Gibbs said signing the paper in front of him.

"Mark?"

Gibbs looked at his watch then looked up at Tony. "You have three minutes. What do you really want to ask me?"

Tony leaned down putting his hands on the desk. "When can I be in your arms again?"

Gibbs steel blue eyes locked on Tony's green. That had not been what Gibbs had expected Tony to ask. He stood up placing his hand on the desk across from Tony.

"As soon as possible." Gibbs said his gaze still locked on Tony's.

"And when can I be in your bed." Tony's eyes were laced with desire.

It was taking all of Gibbs control not to lean across and kiss the man.

"Believe me the sooner the better." Gibbs paused. "And it better be damn soon."

Gibbs walked around the desk.

Leaning in closer to Tony he spoke. "Now go before I stop being the gentleman that I am."

Tony grinned. "Can I say one thing?" Tony said holding up a finger.

"No. GO."

"Right." Tony said turning around and heading towards the elevator.

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As Gibbs walked into the house he saw a bag sitting by the front door.

"Hey." Mark said coming down the hall from the spare room.

"Going somewhere."

"Yeah."

Gibbs nodded.

"And it's not why you think." Mark chuckled. "I got a room at the hotel across the street from the hospital. So I can be close and if the suspect wakes-"

"I get it." Gibbs cut in. "Believe me I do."

"I know you do."

"Try to get some sleep tonight."

"I will." Mark said as he placed a hand on Gibbs shoulder. "Thanks. For everything. I'll call."

Gibbs nodded as Mark grabbed the other bag and headed out the door.

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The water had succeeded in washing away the grime from the day but not his thoughts of Tony. Gibbs had hoped the shower would relax him enough to get some sleep, unfortunately it didn't work. Instead he was more wound up. The only thought he had was having Tony here in his arms and in his bed. He wanted to finish what they had started yesterday. Drying himself off, he slipped on a pair of boxers and walked out into the bedroom. Gibbs froze when he saw the form sitting on the bed. For a moment he thought he was dreaming. Thinking maybe he was asleep down stairs on the couch or on the boat.

Even as he made his way towards the bed, he still wasn't sure it was real, but he didn't care. Once he was standing next to the bed Tony stood up. Gibbs immediately enveloped Tony in his arms.

"You're in my arms." Gibbs said thinking back to the questions Tony had asked.

"They why aren't you kissing me?"

Without a second thought Gibbs' lips crushed down on Tony's devouring him with the need that had been building since their last encounter.

Tony's hands clutched at Gibbs' hips forcing there groins together. He could feel Gibbs' hard cock pressing against him and it caused Tony to moan into the kiss.

Gibbs pulled back. "Something wrong?"

"Yes." Tony said trying to catch his breath. "You didn't hear me come in."

"And how do you know that."

"I expected you to come out with gun blazing."

Gibbs raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you expected or what you wanted?"

Letting his hand slide down, Gibbs took Tony's hand from his hip and placed it in the middle of his back just above the waistband of his boxers.

Tony raised his eyebrow and pulled the gun out from Gibbs' back. "You always walk around with a loaded gun in your boxers?"

Gibbs smirked and cocked his head

"I mean your side arm from work." Tony grinned. "Although." Tony placed the gun on the bedside table then cupped Gibbs' cock in his hand. "I'm more interested in this gun."

Gibbs tried not to moan but didn't succeed.

"Something wrong?" Tony smirked.

"Yes." Gibb's hands came to Tony's chest as he started to unbutton the shirt he had on. "You are over dressed."

As Gibbs reached the last button his hands ran up Tony's chest to his shoulders and forced the shirt off him. Tony was already leaning into Gibbs when the kiss came. It was rough and raw and full of the unfulfilled hunger that had been building between then.

Then Gibbs' lips slid down to Tony's throat kissing and nipping across towards his shoulder. Gibbs paused momentarily placing a tender kiss on the mark that he had left before on Tony.

Tony's hands were clawing at Gibbs' back as if trying to mark Gibbs in some predatory way. And he wanted to. Wanted to make Gibbs understand that he was all Tony had wanted and would ever want. Even though Tony had no idea where this would lead, he still wanted to express the thoughts in his head.

Tony felt Gibbs' fingers removing his belt, felt the release of the button, then the zipper. Then Gibbs stopped as he realized Tony had nothing on underneath.

"Christ Tony." It was a growl of excitement and need.

Tony's hand went to Gibbs face. "I came here for one reason because I needed and wanted you seemed like a good idea to do anything to speed up that process."

"Believe me I don't need anything to speed up the process of wanting you." Gibbs said as he pushed the slacks down feeling the bare skin of Tony's hips and legs as they slid down. Once they reached the floor Tony stepped out of them. Gibbs stepped back his eyes traveling up and down Tony's now naked body.

"Beautiful." The word was laced with appreciation and desire.

Tony felt his body shiver.

"Please." Tony whisper.

"Please what?" Gibbs asked.

Tony looked deep into Gibbs eyes. "Anything you want."

Gibbs eyes searched Tony's knowing without question that Tony meant the words he had said.

"Never say that." Gibbs said as he touched Tony's face. "Especially to me."

Tony's hands went to Gibbs chest. "You've known me eight years, you have to know I would do anything you asked of me."

"Tony." Gibbs voice was full of desire and lust, his eye completely dilated with the knowledge of the power that Tony's words gave him.

Tony let his hands slide down Gibbs' chest reaching the top of his boxers and pushing them down. Then he pushed Gibbs so he was sitting down on the bed. Before Gibbs could react Tony was on his knees in front of him. He looked up at Gibbs and licking his lips. But he made no further movement

"Are you asking my permission?" Gibbs said looking down into those sparkling green eyes.

Without warning Tony wrapped his lips around Gibbs' cock and sank his mouth down on it. Gibbs groaned and involuntarily thrust up into Tony's mouth.

Putting his hands back on the bed, Gibbs let himself get lost in the sensation. Tony's mouth was warm and tight around his cock and his eyes closed momentarily. Gibbs felt Tony vary his speed and pressure. Then he would almost completely remove his mouth and lick across the head of Gibbs' cock. And it was driving Gibbs insane.

"God, Tony." Gibbs growled as the waves of desire crashed higher and higher. The sound of his voice seemed to give Tony even more incentive and he was suddenly completely burying Gibbs' cock down his throat. Every time Tony's lips would reach the base of Gibbs' cock he thrust up, unable to control his reaction.

Again Gibbs felt Tony pushing him towards the edge. His hand came up and his fingers clutched at the hair on the back of Tony's head. Gibbs was past any rational thought now; the only need was of wanting to come. He was thrusting into Tony as he forced his mouth up and down his cock. It took only a few moments for Gibbs to feel the release begin to overtake him.

"Tony!" The name rang from Gibbs' lips as his eyes closed and his body convulsed with his release. He let go of Tony's head needing his other hand to support his body as it trembled. Tony never stopped continuing to suck on Gibbs' cock as he came. The continued sensation caused aftershocks to rip through Gibbs' body and he fought to try and catch his breath.

When Tony finally released Gibbs' cock, Gibbs felt the separation through his entire body and it caused him to physically ache for Tony's touch to return. Gibbs looked down again seeing Tony looking up at him.

Gibbs hand caressed Tony's cheek. "Come here."

Tony crawled up Gibbs' body forcing Gibbs to lay back. As soon as Tony was above him Gibbs wrapped his arms around him and flipped him over. Gibbs looked down at Tony whose hands had went to Gibbs hips and pulled him down against him.

"I'm here, so what are you going to do with me now?" Tony said, his voice cocky and filled with desire.

"Whatever I want. We've already been through this." Gibbs said before his lips found Tony's.

Tony was arching his body against Gibbs as they kissed, he wanted more needed more.

Gibbs pulled back again staring into Tony's eyes. "Do you know how much I want you?"

"As much as I want you." Tony said breathing heavy. "Jethro, don't make me wait any longer. Please."

Gibbs let his body fall down beside Tony's and forced Tony onto his side. Reaching over Gibbs grabbed the lube and rubbed it over his hard cock. Then he wrapped his arm around Tony's waist and yanked him back against his body. Tony moaned and pressed his ass against Gibbs' cock.

Grabbing his cock he pushed inside Tony in one thrust. Tony made that sound between a moan and a whimper as he pushed back.

"Jethro." The name rolled off Tony's tongue like a prayer.

Hearing Tony speak his name caused Gibbs to starting fucking Tony with an uncontrolled frenzy. It was primal and animalistic as Gibbs wrapped his hand around Tony's cock and stroked with the same wild abandonment.

Tony felt his world spinning out of control, the bombardment of sensation was overwhelming. He had wanted this for so long, wanted Gibbs, and now there was nothing but Gibbs.

Gibbs' lips brushed against Tony's ear. "You're mine."

The voice was a growl of possessiveness.

"Yes." Tony answered.

"No one else will ever touch you again."

"No one." Tony could feel himself losing control, Gibbs staking his claim just adding to the insanity overtaking his body. "JETHRO!"

The name echoed throughout the room as Tony came. His body tensing and he thrust back against Gibbs. But the sensation never ended as Gibbs continued fucking him.

Grabbing Tony by the hips Gibbs drove his cock deep inside Tony, holding himself there before pulling out and driving himself back in deep. As much as he never wanted to stop he felt himself being dragged over the edge. Burying himself inside Tony, he came, his release spilling from him and into Tony. His fingers dug into Tony's hips holding him tightly against him. He knew he was leaving marks, but he didn't care. He just wanted to hold on to the moment and the feeling that still washed over him.

Gibbs had no idea how long they stayed like that neither moving or even wanting to. He only knew he felt Tony against him and that was all that mattered. At some point Gibbs released Tony's hips and wrapped his arm around Tony's waist just holding him.

Tony was the first to finally move twisting around in Gibbs' arms so he was facing him. Gibbs eyes were closed but Tony knew he wasn't sleeping. After a moment Gibbs opened his eyes and met Tony's gaze.

Gibbs' hand held Tony's face and pulled him down into a kiss.

Tony pulled back. "You're the only one I want."

"I know." Gibbs nodded as his gaze drifted from Tony's.

"What's wrong?" Tony looked concerned and puzzled.

There was no answer.

"Jethro."

Gibbs looked up and again pulled Tony down for a brief kiss.

"I just want you to understand you're not a possession."

Tony let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "Jethro. I never thought-"

"I did." Gibbs said his eyes still laced with hunger.

Tony nodded.

"And that bothers you?" Tony paused. "That you let yourself see me as a possession."

"Yes."

"Really?" Tony grabbed Gibbs' hip and pulled himself against him.

"Tony!" Gibbs scowled as he held Tony still in his arms.

"So I'm not yours and you don't care if I'm with someone else."

Gibbs jerked Tony forward and glared.

"Ok, not funny I get it. Can you loosen the grip so I can breathe?" Tony coughed as if fighting for breath.

Gibbs loosened his grip just slightly.

"Jethro. Why is this bothering you?" Tony sighed. "People say all kinds of things, feel all kinds of things in the heat of the moment."

"Because I still feel that way." Gibbs paused. "Right now as I look at you."

"And if I told you I didn't care?"

"I'd be concerned." Gibbs answered.

"Why, because it bothers you it should bother me?" Tony shook his head. "Doesn't work that way."

"I want you too much." Gibbs said.

"I think what really bothers you is that you like the feeling." Tony took Gibbs' hand, putting it on his hard cock. "You like that I want to be yours."

Gibbs' hand wrapped around Tony's cock and started stroking.

Tony moaned. "And you like knowing you can have me whenever you want."

Gibbs speed increased.

Again another moan from Tony. "Any way you want."

"And I'll have you every way." Gibbs growled.

"Yes." Tony closed his eyes as the feeling of Gibbs stroking his cock took over.

"Open your eyes." Gibbs commanded. When Tony didn't comply Gibbs spoke again. "I said open your eyes."

Tony finally opened his eyes, staring into the icy blue of Gibbs.

"Tell me." Tony said through jagged breath.

Gibbs' lips found Tony's, tasting the bitter sweetness.

Tony pulled back again. "Tell me."

"I'm the only one that will ever touch you."

"Yes. God yes." Tony groaned.

"I love seeing you like this. So close."

"Jethro." the name was a moan and turned to a cry as Tony lost control. His head dropped against Gibbs' neck as his body trembled. Gibbs wrapped his arms around Tony holding him as his breathing slowed and his heart beat returned to normal.

Tony finally pulled his head up.

Gibbs smiled.

"Feel better?" Tony smirked.

"Come with me to the shower and I'll tell you how good I feel."

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