Hello everyone (: So, I know that there are a billion differet stories on here of how Tony and Gibbs met. Heck, I just got done watching NCIS' "Baltimore" episode which shows how the two really did meet. However, after watching that I have to admit, that while it was really good. I was kind of disappointed. It wasn't nearly as dramatic or anything as I thought it might be... Though I suppose it would be hard to fit something like that into an hour long TV episode... No matter though! I decided to do my own little version that is actually going to be different from all the Fanfiction stories written on here...At least I think so...Haven't read them all... Either way, here is the first chapter (: Hope you enjoy!

~Chapter 1~

"You are lying!" Ziva said from her desk as she glared hatefully at the man across from her. Anthony DiNozzo simply smiled as he leaned back in his chair, smirking with a superior look on his face.

"It is true dear Ziva and I live to tell the tale." He told her and took the moment to grin at her as she clenched her fist threateningly.

"I do not believe you."

"But it's true."

"It is not."

"How much money are you willing to bet on that exactly?" Ziva opened her mouth to say a thousand but stopped when she saw Tony's grin widened drastically.

"We will see about this." She snarled and jumped up from her desk and made her way to the elevator, her partner following her with a smirk still on his face.

"You're just going to look stupid asking." Tony informed her as the elevator began to move.

"No. I will not. Because you Anthony DiNozzo are lying. I do not believe that this tale you tell is true. It is all puppy dog!"

"Poppycock." Tony corrected her as they left the elevator. "I don't even think that is an American term." Ziva not so surprisingly ignored him as she marched into the Autopsy room where Ducky, Palmer, Abby, and McGee where all standing around a cleared table. The four chatting quaintly as they sipped tea, Abby making a face after each mouthful of the drink.

"Oh…I did not realize all of you were in here." Ziva commented as Tony pulled up a chair and sat down next to McGee.

"Chickening out?" he smirked at her before he turned to the rest of the group "So is this where you all go when we run out of cases?" he asked "Why was I not invited?" he asked with feigned hurt. While Abby instantly jumped up and started crooning and consoling the Italian, McGee simply rolled his eyes.

"We figured you had paper work to catch up on." Tim shrugged "You never seem to get anything done."

"I resent that." Tony scowled over Abby's shoulder "I'll have you know I am a very productive person Probie! I am like Rick Deckard, tracking down Replicants!"

"Who? Tracking down what?" Palmer muttered as he frowned at the Senior Field Agent in obvious confusion.

"Rick Deckard? Played by Harrison Ford? You know, in Blade Runner? Replicants as in the bad alien guys? Oh, come on! You have to have heard of this one!" Tony sighed as he let his head fall into his hands. "What have I done with my life?" he moaned "I work with people who don't know Rick Deckard is! Shoot me now!"

"That can be arranged DiNozzo." A voice said and Tony jumped as Gibbs walked in, coffee in hand. His eyes wandered over his team for a moment before resting on Tony for a bit longer.

"We got a case boss?" Tim asked.

"Nope." Was the only reply he got as Gibbs pulled up a chair next to Ducky. Tony glanced awkwardly at his boss and jumped up to get some tea from across the room. It had been tense between the two agents lately, with Gibbs coming back from Mexico and what not. Tony still had yet to tell him about his offered position in Rota…Not that he planned to ever really tell the man.

"Hey Gibbs…" Ziva started slowly "I have something to ask you, Abby, and Ducky." The three looked up at her expectantly as Tony choked on the tea he had started drinking.

"What?" Ziva smirked at him. "Did not think I would really ask?"

"I didn't think you would ask Gibbs." Tony said looking alarmed as he met the older man's glare. "I swear I didn't do anything." He added hastily at the look he got.

"Gibbs, did Tony ever head slap you?" she asked and there was a long pause before McGee burst out laughing.

"Ziva please don't tell me you honestly believed that? Tony? Really?" Tim chuckled some more as he shook his head.

"Only once." Gibbs commented dryly as he gave his senior agent another look.

"Wait what?" Jimmy asked and McGee stopped smiling.

"Are you deaf Palmer?" Gibbs asked as Ziva's mouth fell open.

"What? You…He…How?" Ziva asked with amazement. Tony smirked and hit her on the back of the head.

"Like that." He explained cheekily as Ziva rubbed her head scowling before she grabbed Tony's hand and twisted it.

"If I remember correctly." Gibbs rolled his eyes "It didn't exactly go like that. You hit my face into a brick wall."

"I said I was sorry."

"You're lucky you're alive."

"Thanks for the concern Boss." Gibbs reached over easily and hit him on the head. Both of the men ignored the completely shocked looks they were getting from three of the five people in the room.

"I believe there has to be a good reason for this. Right?" Tony rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

"Relax Zee-vah. It was before I actually started working here… Back when I was a lone little Detective out in the streets of Baltimore." He let out a dramatic sigh.

"How did you two meet?" McGee questioned "Or rather… How on earth did Tony get you to offer him a job?"

"Actually," Gibbs smiled, obviously liking tormenting the other members of his team "the first time I offered him the job, he said no."

There was that shocked silence again.

"This is too much to take in, in one day." McGee sighed and ran his hand over his face as Tony turned to Ziva.

"How much money did you say again?" he asked her and she grabbed his hand, attempting to crush it.

"None" she hissed at him and let go, leaving Tony to flex his hand and pout.

"My, my!" Ducky said, clearly pleased. "I assumed all of this was known information! I would gladly tell you all how the two met. It was a rather late time of year I believe- around late December. I had just-"

"Whoa, whoa! I just wanted to win a bet! Who said we had to hear the whole story?" Tony frowned as he regained use of his hand.

"Well Anthony, it is something that has to deal with the team doesn't it? I daresay if you don't want to hear it again you can leave." Tony glared and looked at Gibbs for support. However, at the moment he seemed to be fighting a losing battle with Abby who looked as though they were having the same argument.

"Fine!" he finally caved "but we are staying to make sure you don't screw it all up." The medical examiner smiled.

"Very well… Now where was I? Ah, yes! So it was around later December…"

So...How is that for a beginning? I'm not for sure how much I really like this idea so I need some input. Should I keep going or not?

Please review! (: