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Tony POV
Tony sat at his desk, thoroughly bored, clicking his pen and staring at the empty seat in the corner of the bullpen. Gibbs had been gone for 3 months, and he had found his concentration decreased dramatically when he thought of his boss. He thought of all that could have happened to him; hospitalization, plane crash, or worse - he had met someone. Slamming his pen down at the thought, Tony was about to check on Abby when the elevator doors dinged. He looked in that direction, hoping it was Ziva with a shotgun and an attitude, or anything that could get his mind off Gibbs. Instead, out walked the beautifully muscular subject of his daydreams.
Gibbs' skin was a more tanned and more luscious shade than Tony had ever remembered, and there was a trace of stubble on his chin that he would have just loved to feel against his own face. He ran up and hugged his boss, realizing at the last minute what he was doing, and regretted it until he felt the familiar hand smack the back of his head. He smiled, mind replaying all the times that had happened and all he had done to deserve them, pausing for a moment on the time he and Ziva were behind his desk while Tony's shirt was only half on. He recalled the jealous tone in Gibbs' voice as he told them off and how the smack on the head had been harder as if really punishing him for being so close with Ziva.
"What're you doing, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked as Tony pulled away.
"Sorry, boss, just missed having you round." Tony said quietly. He sighed, having almost forgotten the gravelly sound of Gibbs' voice.
Making a grunt that seemed to not be pleased or displeased, Gibbs stepped past Tony and announced that they had a new case. Ziva ran from the elevator in time to grab her bag and run straight back in again, heading for the van, but Tony couldn't be bothered asking where she had been. He was concentrating too hard on remembering as much as he could about that hug; the smell of coffee, the way Gibbs tensed and then relaxed as he fell into Tony's embrace, the feel of Gibbs' neck against his cheek - it was all too perfect.