This is my second story. Same warning still applies: I still don't own them and never will—unless I marry into the family-, which I don't see happening anytime soon. So, here is too dreaming. Rated T for the violence just to be safe. Please read and review. Encouragement only makes the fingers type faster. Also, I like to know if I'm doing something dumb. In my world Kate is still dead, but I wanted to keep Jenny alive. I like her somewhat better than Leon.

Agent Julie Greene sat at her desk finishing the report on the latest case. Around her the agents on her team were typing theirs also. They wanted to leave. It was Friday night, and they all had plans. She was supposed to meet old friends at the local pub. She'd heard Tony talking about meeting his girl of the month at a bar for the evening. She'd harassed him through the day about only ever taking the girls he dates to bars. He'd responded by saying that he wasn't serious about any of them- so why take them some place serious.

Tony looked up as Julie finished her report and headed towards the shared printer. Her reports were always good. He always looked over everyone's reports before handing them to Gibbs. However, he rarely had to ask her to do anything twice. She was bright, he had decided, and very detailed in her job. They'd worked a case together with the ATF, which was where they first came to know each other. He'd figured out then, that she was a particular one for details. It worked in everyone's favor though. She did the task that no one else wanted too. And, she did them well.

"Think your done Julie," Tony chided from his desk.

"More done than you are. I can type faster than you, more accurately, and do it blinded folded even."

"The turtle beat the rabbit, Julie. Faster is not always better."

"That wasn't what your date said last week. Fast was good for her."

McGee and Ziva laughed, and even Gibbs had to smile at that one. Tony was speechless for a moment. What kind of comeback could one say to that. Anything would seem small. Gibbs found it funny- the relationship that Tony and Julie had come to have. They, nearly, completed each other. Like a set of twins, one always knew what the other one was thinking or going to do. It was weird, the shared bond they had.

Handing the file to Tony, Julie whispered: "Need me to proof yours or is it that you are too tired from your late night marathon with her- is why yours isn't done. Brunettes are harder to handle?"

McGee and Ziva just watched. In the three years that Julie had been with them they had learned not to step between her and Tony when they went after each other. Anyone who did would find themselves on the hard end of enduring both of him and her. One was bad enough- but they both had a dictionary of things to do to people and neither one carried the same dictionary. Ziva was certain that Tony's dictionary was high school pranks of the 80's and Julie's was the more recent edition of female high school pranks from the 90's with an addition on how to torture both men and women. Even Ziva had found herself on the wrong end of Julie's jokes a few times. Gibbs hadn't even been safe from her. That was something everyone found amazing since Tony never messed with their leader.

"Speaking from personal experience Julie," Tony asked smiling.

"You only wish you knew," she rebutted as she walked back to her desk. "Boss?"

Gibbs nodded at her question. "Go. If it's wrong-"

"I'll be in early to fix it," she finished picking up a bag and her purse. "Tomorrow's Saturday, and it will be done before Monday."

"What's in the bag Julie," McGee asked from his desk.

"My dress for tonight. We are going out to Mandrin's on Fourth and Stiner. It's a dance club. If I am quick, I can make it too the bank to pull out cash and not have to use the ATM." Julie threw the straps over her shoulder as she rushed out saying goodbye to everyone else.

"Mandrin's? I've heard that's one of the hottest dance clubs," Abby said as she walked in the bullpen. "Julie gets to go there? That's sweet!" Abby was her normally cheerful self, as she bounced up to Gibbs desk. "Here are the reports that you asked for so you can have a copy in your file."

"Thanks Abbs. You leaving?"

"I am. I have plans with-"

"I don't need to know Abbs," Gibbs cut her off. Most of her outings Gibbs didn't need to know about. She had a wild side, and he had taught her how to be safe long ago.

"Fine," she said with fake indignation. "I'll just keep my secrets to myself. "

"You can tell me," Tony said.

"McGee is coming with me and the rest is-"

"Abbs," Gibbs cut her off. "Go."

Black pigtails whirled as she turned as left without any other words. McGee was smiling until he caught Gibbs glaring at him. "Boss, it's a lecture."

"Sure it is McNiteclub," Tony said from his desk.

"If people here would talk less, they'd get done faster," Gibbs stated in his: I have had enough talk and you need to work more quietly, voice. The remaining agents put their heads down, and began to work again without comment. That was until Julie came walking passed them.

"Oh my-" Ziva said first.

Julie had slipped into a little lacy black dress that covered her butt and went only a few inches further down. She had on a pair of stilettos that were black and had straps that went around the bottom of her ankles. She'd let her hair down and styled it in a matter of minutes and had put on makeup- eye liner, mascara, and purple eye makeup that was outlined with silver tones and only made her brown eyes pop out and appear very beautiful. She had finished it off with some blush and lip-gloss. She had also put on a garnet pendant and matching dangle earrings.

McGee's mouth fell open when he saw his fellow agent. Gibbs managed to keep his composure, but they had all missed the corner of his mouth that had trailed upwards in a smile for just the briefest moment.

"You look amazing," Tony said without wondering if it was crossing a line or not. "Who knew that you filled a little black dress out like that? Suddenly, I fell like you should have a body guard."

Julie blushed slightly. "All the girls are dressed up."

"You mean there is more than just you that are drop dead pretty?"

"Tony," Gibbs said. "I don't need to sit through another class." Gibbs knew that they all knew what class he was referring too. Julie and Tony's natural sexual banter had landed them all in sexual harassment classes almost every other month for a while. The director , at one point, was ready to stop sending the team and just send the two of them. When they laughed and accepted that idea, she decided that they needed to have someone watch them. So, the team had to go because Jenny had figured out that McGee would be steamed rolled by them. Abby and Ziva would join in. So, that left Gibbs and the director herself. She didn't want to be the only one tortured.

"Come on Boss. There is no man who could not look at our Julie and not think the same thing that I just said."

"Well, thanks Tony," Julie said smiling. "But if you're offering to be my escort, than I don't think the powers above would approve. Throwing her bags over her arm and putting her weapon and badge in her handbag, she smiled and waved goodbye again.

Julie put her bags in her trunk and her purse in the front seat. She sat got into the drivers seat and put the key into the ignition and turned the key. Nothing happened. She tried it again. "Damn it," she snipped trying the key again. She looked at the read outs on her panel. Everything came on but her car wouldn't turn. Great time for a starter to go, she thought to herself. She climbed back out of her car and popped the hood. Looking the engine over with her flashlight, she checked to see if she could spot anything oblivious. Then she tried to start her Ford Explorer again. Again, the panels, lights, and radio came on, but not the engine itself.

She grabbed her purse out of the front seat and headed back into the building. Grabbing her cell out of her purse, she texted her one of her old co-workers to tell them she was having car troubles and was going to be late. Inside the building, she waved at the security guard as she headed back to her desk.

Tony saw her first, as she came walking back. "Not going? They thought you were too good looking for them?"

Julie rolled her eyes. "No, I think my starter just went."

The male agents all raised their heads. "Why do you think that," Gibbs asked.

"Cause I have power but it won't try or even make a sound. I'm pretty sure, but I could be wrong. "

"Sounds right," Gibbs said.

"I'm so not going to make it to the club. I have to call a tow now."

"Leave it till Monday, Julie."

"Tony- I can't leave it till Monday. I need to ensure I can get it fixed tomorrow. I can change my own starter, I just have to have the damn thing towed to my storage garage."

"You can fix your own car?" The amazement in Tony's voice echoed through the bullpen.

"Yeah. I learned in college. Mechanics were expensive, and I had a male friend who was good with cars. He taught me how to do just about everything except transmissions. It's actually come in handy over the years. Sometimes, I just need a little help to diagnosis the problem."

"Still- you look hot and can fix a car? That's hot Julie."

"Thanks Tony."

"How about I give you a ride tonight and in the morning we can fix it. If we have to have it towed- do it Monday. No one will hurt it here over the weekend, and there is no mechanic in on the weekend."

"That's sweet Tony, but I don't want to put you out."

"You are not putting me out. I offered to help."

"Your not done here. I need to call a cab so I won't be late. It's ok."

"Let him take you Julie," Gibbs said. "If he comes in the morning with you, I am sure the too of you can finish up anything that needs done on the reports."

"You sure Boss?" Julie asked, knowing how they all hate leaving work for later.

"Do I lie?"

"Thanks, Boss."

"Go. DiNozzo-"

"Yes, Boss?"

"Make sure you go back and pick her back up tonight. I realize you're going on a date."

"Of course boss.

Julie smiled at Gibbs and waved at the others, as Tony grabbed his stuff. "I need to stop at MF Savings on the way. Do you mind?"

"Not at all," Tony said as they walked towards the elevator.

Gibbs held back the smile that threatened his face. DiNozzo had lit up like a firecracker when he got to take Julie somewhere. After all, Gibbs had to admit to himself, she was looking very sexy in that dress. A man would be crazy not to jump at the idea of taking her somewhere, even if it was only to drop her off at a club. Frankly, Gibbs wondered if Tony would find some reason to stay with her.

The drive to the bank Julie had indicated was done quickly, as it closed at six and Julie wanted to not have to use her ATM card since they charge. "I hate being charged for using my own money. Seems dumb."

Tony shrugged, "I guess I do it just because it is easy."

"Hot date this weekend?" Julie asked as she watched a van pull past them and park near her bank.

"Nope. Just getting together with some of my buddies and shooting some hoops."

"Well, at least that is more fun than sitting alone with nothing to do."

"Was that your weekend? I figured you would have had someone lined up. I may have to work security after the guys at the club see you."

Julie blushed. "Tony, I am sure you have seen prettier girls than me dressed up."

"Maybe, but none with your sparkle of wisdom. You make that look sexy and clean all at the same time. The style that usually tells someone like me, that you are taken by some guy who is older, sophisticated, and loves to show his beautiful wife off too everyone because she loves him, and is going home with him no matter what the rest of us do."

Julie only smiled as Tony pulled into a parking spot and turned the engine off. "Mind if I come in. I will even straiten my tie."

She laughed, "Only if you help me out of the car."

"I can handle that."

"I'm not so sure you can handle me."

She watched as Tony came around and opened the car door, and then extended one hand. Julie took it lightly and allowed him to help her up from his sports car. She hooked her right arm around his elbow and they walked towards the bank. Once inside, he trailed behind as she went to the counter and made her withdraw. Tony wasn't paying much attention as three men came into the bank just as the guard was ready to lock the doors. He turned back around to look at Julie, just as he heard a gun shot go off.

Julie and Tony both turned as one, the hands going to their guns before they had time to think. Tony quickly grabbed her hand to stop her. "No, there's too many. It's a simple robbery. Let it go." Julie nodded. The money wasn't worth anyone's life.

"We are not hear for your money," a man in a grey suit said. "We are here for the bank's money. We don't want to kill anyone. I need everyone who is not an employee to move to that wall-" the man indicated the one on the east side of the building. "Then I want everyone to put their cell phones into a this jar." He held the jar up and dumped out the candy. "Move! NOW!"

Ok- so here is the start of my second story. I hope everyone enjoys. Please read and review! Second chapter is almost done.