Disclaimer: Disclaimed.

A/N: For Charlie's Challenge. Set Robin Hood Era.

A Forgotten Time

"Aren't you glad to be back in good, jolly, old Norfolk?" Tony DiNozzo said as he kissed the ground.

"Sure." Gibbs growled. "Get up." He yanked DiNozzo up by his collar.

"Yow! What was that for?"

"Being an idiot."

"So, what's your house like?"

"It's a house, not much to say." Gibbs shrugged. He sped up.

"Hmm, I don't have a house. So you have a girl?" Tony asked curiously.

"No."

"Me either." Tony said glumly. Gibbs sped up walking. Tony tried to catch up, stumbled, drop his bow and attempted to pick it up but dropped his pack.

"DiNozzo!"

"Right! Yes, sir!" Gibbs glared at him. "Not sir. Mister." Glare. "Lord. Master. Monsieur. Gentleman. Mate. Pal. Gov'ner. Guv." Gibbs walked back to where Tony was standing and smacked the back of his head. "Ouch! Blimey, that hurts. Ow!" He rubbed the back of his head. "I got it! Boss."

"Fine!" Gibbs rolled his eyes. "Come 'on." Gibbs motioned for Tony to follow him.

"So how far is your town?"

"Little bit farther, just over that hill." Gibbs pointed to a hill 20 yards or so in front of him.

"Good, cause I'm completely exhausted."

They reached the top of the hill. Gibbs pointed to a small town. "Welcome to Gerry. That is my house." He pointed to the biggest house in the tiny town.

"Whoa! That's your house?" Tony's mouth was catching flies. "That looks like my dad's house." Headslap. "Ow! What was that for?" Smack. "Course, explains a lot. Thank you for your in-depth explanation. Now please don't hit me." Tony half cowered, but Gibbs had already started down the hill.

The unlikely pair walked into the small town. People were standing in their yards and small stores. When they saw Gibbs they all came running out. "Master Gibbs!" A young man yelled. "How good to see you!"

"And you too. John. DiNozzo meet John Kelley."

"Good to meet you." Tony shook hands with the muscular man. "An Irish man?" Tony guessed.

John nodded. "How'd you tell?"

"Kelley is a common Irish name."

"I see you picked up a smart man here, Master Gibbs."

"John, please stop calling me master Gibbs. Just Gibbs is fine."

"Okay, Mas- Gibbs." John smiled at Gibbs. Then his face fell slightly. "Are you going back to your house?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Nothing. Just curious." Gibbs half nodded confusedly.

Tony and Gibbs walked up to the big house. Gibbs knocked on the door. A tall man in all black opened the door.

"Look what the cat dragged in. Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Back from the crusades." He sneered.

"Lynton Alvis. Why the hell are you in my house?" Gibbs snarled.

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