Summary: A forbidden love, a relation in danger, how are things going to resolve?
Rating: FR15
Genre: Friendship, Romance, Teamfic.
Characters: The entire team, McNozzo Romance
Spoilers: Jugdement day.
Challenge: This is for the shakespear challenge.
Warning: Slash, but not graphic and character death ahead!
Author's Note: This story is set after Judgment day. Tony and Ziva are both back on Gibbs' team but McGee is still in cyber crimes. Written for the shakespear challenge at NFA.

I do not own those characters, i just play with them.

Chapter 1

McGee sighed while he logged on in the security system for the umpteenth time. He scrolled trough the list with available camera's before he clicked the one that said: Squad room, N/W corner.

Not a second later the footage of the camera popped up on his screen. He smiled, Tony was sitting behind his desk, reading GSM magazine. Ziva was working on something at her computer, but from the looks of it, the poor machine wasn't operating as she wished and had to pay.

He winced slightly when he saw her hand landing on the top of the monitor. After all these years she still didn't know better. He smiled when he saw that she was wearing her rainbow sweater again.

Gibbs wasn't sitting at his desk, so McGee thought that he was probably out for coffee.

At last he looked at his desk. His 'old' desk he correct himself. Sitting at the desk was a new junior agent.

Tim had been staring at this screen for hours and it bothered him that DiNozzo rarely picked on the boy. Maybe this was the capable field agent the team had hoped for.

He sighed and clicked the red button in the upper left corner of the screen. He had work to do.

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The Director's office

"I don't give a damn about how good he is for Cyber Crimes!" Gibbs yelled at Vance. "I want him back on my team."

Day after day Gibbs went up to Vance's office, telling him that he wanted McGee back. And every time he got the same answer.

"They need him more in Cyber Crimes that you need him on your team. The boy has a brilliant mind and it would be a tragedy if he got shot in the field. I won't allow it!" was Vance's daliy reply.

That was where their daily showdown usually stopped, but not this time.

"Then, I quit," Gibbs told Vance. Then he sat down at an office chair.

"Give me one more of those files and I will be gone." His tone made it clear to Vance that this was not a debate; Gibbs would really leave this time.

Vance growled and barged out of his office. He walked over to Cynthia's desk and picked up the phone.

"Agent McGee," he barked in to the phone. "My office, now!" with that, he slammed the phone down.

He didn't say a name, but McGee knew who he was. He sighed and put his password protected screen saver on.

He told the woman next to him, he still didn't know her name, she should talk more often, that he was going to the Director's office and would be back in a little while. She nodded and he walked over to the elevator.

Ten minutes later the 'ding' of the elevator told him that he was on the Director's floor. He got out of the elevator and walked over to Cynthia's desk.

"Go right in, "she told him, they're already waiting for you."

He wondered shortly who 'they' could be but then he walked in to the office. He smiled upon the sight of his boss, maybe today was the day that he would be transferred back.

But one look at Gibbs' his face told him that that wasn't going to happen.

"McGee," Vance said. His voice was so cold that it felt like the room temperature had dropped several degrees. "We have a little problem here," he continued on in the same tone.

"Special Agent Gibbs is threatening to quit if he can't have you back on his team. Since I'm not going to transfer you back, maybe you should give your opinion on the matter."

Two pair of eyes were looking at him. One pair sad and the other was ice cold.

McGee wondered if he had ever before seen so much emotion in the man's eyes. But before he could take another look he heard.

"McGee?" Gibbs asked.

"Boss," he started, not completely sure what he should say. "I don't want you to quit because of me. You love this job, and you're great at it. It would be a waste."

He shifted his gaze from his former boss to the Director. "I want nothing more than going back to being a field agent, even if it means crazy long hours and being made fun of by Tony."

He crossed his arms in front of his chest. He walked over next to Gibbs. "If he quits, I quit too." McGee stated.

Vance closed his eyes and rubbed his hand over his forehead. These annoying stubborn agents. He sighed. "Not just yet. I can't transfer him yet. I will promise you both that as soon as it is possible I will transfer him back to your team Agents Gibbs."

He sighed and walked over to his desk. Giving them a sign that the conversation was over.

Gibbs walked out of the office with McGee on his heels. He signs to Tim to follow him. They went down the stairs into the bullpen without a word. He grabbed Tony's chair and pushed McGee into the seat.

"Are you on some sort of mission downstairs McGee?" Gibbs questioned him.

All of a sudden Tim felt like he was being interrogated. Gibbs was standing before him, staring him down. And behind him were Tony and Ziva.

"Sort of, boss, but it was need to know, and Vance specifically told me not to tell you." He felt himself shrink under Gibbs' gaze.

"I have to go back boss." He jumped out of the chair and ran back to the safe elevator.

Back at cyber crimes his heart was still racing, so he decided to e-mail Abby first before he would go back to work.

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The moment the clock hit 5 o'clock he jumped up out of his seat and made sure that he was in the first elevator back upstairs.

He drove back home without turning the music on, but he smiled happily when he saw the familiar car in the parked place. As soon as he opened the door, hands pulled him inside, a mouth kissed him, hard and full of passion. The hands were now wondered over his body.

He joined in on the kiss, their tongues battling, hands grabbing his hair, and a body pressing up to him. If this moment could last forever he would give everything he had to keep it.