VANTAGE POINT

SUMMARY: A glimpse into the relationship between Tony and Gibbs through the eyes of other people.

DISCLAIMER: Don't own

BETA: None…sorry!

A/N: I was planning on making this a one shot but have decided to make this into either a 3 or 4 chapter Fic instead. I hope you like it!

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If I hear that females are more confusing then males, I will hit someone. Better yet, I will shoot who ever said it! Seriously…guys are more confusing! I have two prime examples:

The first is Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Gunnery Sergeant in the US Marine Corp. He lives by two codes; the first being leave no man behind and the second being once a Marine always a Marine.

This man has lost his wife and daughter, has been through three more marriages, all which ended in divorce, and is gruff. He lives by his own set of rules, completely disregarding those rules that he feels get in the way of his job.

He has the highest closure rate of any other NCIS agent. He's made more then one suspect cry during an interrogation. Hell, he's made more than one NCIS agent cry!

Yet there he is…staring at the young man whose desk is diagonal from his. Not that he's making it obvious, mind you. Oh no, he's side glancing and holding papers up high and in the direction that the younger man is sitting.

There's obvious worry in his eyes and it makes him look like an anxious father. The younger man must have felt Gibbs eyes on him because he just looked up and smiled. Gibbs didn't even look flustered at being caught.

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Speaking of the younger man…his name is Anthony DiNozzo Junior. He likes to play the part of frat boy extraordinaire and he plays it well too. He can rattle off any movie information that you could care less about. He likes to brag about his exploits…have of which you don't even know are true or not.

Most people probably don't even realize he's a federal agent or that his team lead is a gruff former Marine. No, Tony, as he's known to most, would surprise a lot of people.

His dad disowned him when he was only 12. He gave up a full ride to Oxford in exchange for a partial ride to Ohio State on an athletics scholarship. He can speak several different languages; several fluently and the others conversationally.

He knows more about computers and technology then he lets on. I only know because I caught him fixing his computer once. I still haven't told him that I know but I made sure to hint to Gibbs.

He's insecure about himself but hides it behind his expensive designer suits. None of us call him on it. He obviously worships the ground his boss (Gibbs) walks on. Not even I, should I choose to do so, could dissuade him of the notion.

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I must have missed something because there's movement in the bullpen. I try not to make it obvious that I'm watching. I have to smile at what I see.

Gibbs has just wrapped his coat over Tony's shoulders. Though they look to be around the same height, Gibbs is, in fact, heavier and he likes to wear his jackets a size bigger. It's because of this that his coat almost swallows Tony whole.

It's only then that I realize Tony is shivering. Sure, it's cold…outside. I watch as Gibbs settles a hand on Tony's brow, searching for signs of a fever.

He must not have felt one because he doesn't force the younger man into going down to see the resident M.E., Dr. Mallard...Ducky to us all.

Gibbs hand lands on the base of Tony's neck and rubs gently. Tony leans into the touch, a picture of someone starved for affection. And he is. Gibbs knows this and that is the only reason he willingly shows affection to the boy at work.

I have to smirk. They think I don't know. They think that they can hide it from me forever. They can't.

Heck, one would have to be deaf, blind, and dumb to not see what is so obvious. Sitting in the bullpen is not leader and follower. It's a father and son.

They make a cute pair actually. An orphaned parent met an orphaned child. I wonder if they realize that they saved each other.

I'm glad they found each other. I'm not jealous of what they have. Though, I guess I am surprised that they gave each other a chance since they are polar opposites.

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My head snaps up in surprise. Did I just hear a sneeze? My gaze shifts over the entire area not wanting to believe what I heard.

My gaze stops on the two member family. There it is…Tony's now coughing. Oh, could things get any worse?

Gibbs is going to be difficult to deal with if Tony gets sick! Yes, I'm whining, damn it! You would be too if you were forced to deal with an anxious ex-Marine who goes into overdrive with worry whenever his child gets sick.

I'm not the only one to sense it either. In a matter of seconds the whole floor is a buzz about the possibility of Tony being sick. There are looks of dread being given.

Gibbs hand is once again at Tony's brow. Their quiet exchange gets just a tad louder before dying down to a whisper once again.

A quick phone call later and Ducky is in the bullpen, thermometer in hand. Poor Tony isn't given a chance to protest as the item is thrust in his mouth. With the thermometer effectively shutting the young agent up, Ducky grabs his stethoscope and is listing to his lungs.

It must not have been good because now Ducky and Gibbs are altering between pushing, dragging, and prodding the senior agent into the elevator.

I don't bother to hide the sigh that comes to my lips. It's going to be an extra long week or two after all.

Damn…and I was so hoping for some piece and quiet.

Hmm…I wonder…

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I watch as the elevator doors close, Gibbs face has a grimace and a look of self reproach, Ducky's face looks worried, though considering he'd be on the other end of Gibbs long rants, I'm not surprised, and Tony, the poor man, looks awkward, I can't help but wonder if he'll ever get used to having someone worry about him.

I stare at the elevators for a moment after it leaves. My brain begins to roam with possibilities. The thought of Tony sick makes me fearful.

I know, I know…I'm the director of NCIS. Why would I be fearful of a sick Tony?

Have you ever met his dad?

Hmm…I think I'm gonna go see if Cynthia can find a team to rotate with Gibbs. He's going to be need by his child after all.