A/N. I've talked myself in and out of writing this story about a dozen times so far, but here it is. This is a companion piece to the CSI: New York story I wrote called 'Teacher' – you don't really need to read that to understand this; they just go well together. If you have read that story, you'll likely know how this one ends.
This is my first NCIS fic. I'm using the AU nature of the story as a cover for any problems I may have with the characters. I'm still not sure I've got Gibbs down right (but who does, besides Mark Harmon?)
Anyway; that's enough ranting from the author. Hope you enjoy the story :)
Tony took a deep breath as the elevator doors opened. He was about to step into his new place of work. His new home. Walking with more confidence than he felt, Tony rounded the corner; stopping dead in his tracks when he came face to face with his new boss. Tony's mouth became immediately dry – and he'd thought Mac's eyes were blue. Covering quickly, Tony put his hand out to the surly ex-marine in front of him.
"Hi, I'm Tony DiNozzo," He smiled. "You must be Gibbs?" Gibbs looked at him appraisingly for a moment; not taking the offered hand. After what felt like and age, he spoke.
"You'll do." Tony opened his mouth; not sure of what to say. He was saved by a beautiful young woman stepping in front of Gibbs.
"What he meant to say," The girl gave Gibbs an evil look as she spoke. "Was it's very nice to meet you, Tony." Tony smiled as the girl shook his hand. He looked down at her clothes and thought she must be the cheeriest Goth there ever was. Automatically, Tony leaned down and kissed her hand. She smiled, and Tony felt much better.
"I'm Abby."
"It's good to meet you, Abby," Tony replied, letting go of her hand gently.
"Gibbs is just grumpy because he hasn't had his coffee yet," Abby stage whispered to Tony, and he risked a look up to see Gibbs glaring at the back of Abby's head. Tony hid a smile at the display; he guessed she must be the favourite. Taking Tony's hand, Abby pulled him to the centre of the room; spinning him to meet everyone there.
"This is Kate," Tony smiled at the young woman. Her dark hair was draped over one eye, and her smile was timid but warm. Tony shook her hand quickly, before being pulled over to the next person in the room; a man this time.
"Tim McGee," The man spoke before Abby had the chance; offering his hand to Tony, who took it as he looked at McGee. The man carried a little weight, but not too much and his smile was easy if somewhat nervous. Tony could see himself teasing this man, but a quick glance back to Gibbs had him rethinking this.
"Is this everyone?" Tony asked; musing to himself more than asking anyone specific. Gibbs began to walk away, and for a second Tony thought he may have upset the man.
"The only one left is Ducky," Abby offered. Tony nodded; still a little lost. He looked up as Gibbs began to speak.
"Which is where we're going. C'mon." Tony looked around at the others in the room; wondering if Gibbs often spoke without stopping or turning back. The looks he received told him it was commonplace, and so he rushed to catch up.
"On your six boss." Tony caught Gibbs at the elevator; his heart lightening as he saw Gibbs smile at the response.