AN: so I realise I have been away for a while, let's just say that I had a lot to sort out in my life and I don't guarantee that I'll be back for good. I know I have a lot of fics on hiatus at the moment and as inspiration strikes I promise to continue them. I won't leave them unfinished, but if you have any ideas please please please do not be afraid to send them my way. All help is good help.

Anyway, here is something I wrote a while ago. It is probably the most clichéd thing I have ever written and for that I do not apologise! Of course none of this would ever happen (except for in my mind ;) ) so it's not going to be realistic. Did I mention this was going to really cliché and cheesy?

It's inspired by a picture needtoknow400 put on Facebook. Take a look it's the one with both of them walking in the snow… Here goes:

It felt like they had been driving for years. The snow that covered most of the trees and the signs made it look they had been going round in circles. It didn't help that the roads were all windy and twisted and all the snow was making it impossible for them to read any of the road markings meaning that Gibbs had to swerve away from any oncoming trucks.

'Boss I think we've gone past this snow covered tree twice already' Tony said automatically wincing waiting for the head-slap that never came.

'DiNozzo unless you have a map in your bag or some sort of eidetic memory I don't know about and can be of any help, keep your trap shut.' He then switched the radio on knowing that if the radio was on DiNozzo wouldn't talk as much

'…for the 6pm news.' It was official; they had now been driving for 2 hours and still had no idea where they were. 'The recent death of Petty officer Joshua Thomas has now been declared a murder. The Navy version of FBI is investigating it but the lead agent Leroy Tibbs was not available for a comment …' yeah the radio wasn't going to help, Gibbs switched it off.

'Navy version of FBI! We never get a direct mention. And they called you Tibbs….' After a few seconds of silence, Tony spoke again. 'You know if you mix Tony and Gibbs together you get Tibbs, haha we're team Tibbs, you know like Brangalina or … ' He stopped talking when he felt Gibbs' stare on him. 'Or maybe we're just team Gibbs and the radio people need to be shot.' Gibbs turned back to the road and continued driving not knowing where the hell they were.

Maybe it was time to call it a day. The radio was right about one thing though, after Ducky did the autopsy and confirmed that that the petty officer had indeed been murderer the two senior agents decided to go and interview their prime suspect. The only thing they hadn't accounted for was that they could get lost on the way.

And then as if the Gods were playing tricks on them, the SUV spluttered before it gave up and stopped, right there in the middle of the road.

'Great, so now I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere with you.' DiNozzo muttered sarcastically and this time he felt the head-slap.

'I mean at least I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere with you' he smiled trying to work his charm while rubbing the back of his head. But Gibbs wasn't in the mood.

'Get out the car DiNozzo,'

'Look boss I didn't mean…'

'Get out the car DiNozzo so we can fix this thing and can get back on the road. I have no secret wish to spend the rest of the day alone with you in the middle of nowhere either.'

The pair got out of the car only to be hit instantly by the cold of outside. Simultaneously they both shivered and then went to work on trying to fix the car.

Gibbs opened the bonnet and a load of steam flew straight into his face. He looked up at Tony who couldn't hold his laughter. It was like a scene from some ridiculous comedy. Gibbs' face had black splodges of soot all over it. The laughter stopped as soon as Tony saw the serious look on Gibbs' face.

'Sorry boss,' he took out his hanky and handed it to his boss, 'Here' he motioned for the older man to take it but he just stood there covered in black soot and stared at the younger agent.

After about 30 minutes of hard work and sweat and grease (from Gibbs' side, DiNozzo was sitting in the car trying to keep warm) the car still wasn't starting.

'You have any reception on your cell DiNozzo?'

'Err no boss.' He sighed.

'Right get your stuff we're gonna find a gas station or garage or something.' He picked up his bag and waited for Tony to get his 'Whatcha waiting for DiNozzo? Come on.'

Tony sighed again; he really did not want to go walking in the snow in this cold weather. What if they got lost and ended up in the middle of the forest. Then again they were already lost. But maybe they'd be able to find some desolate cabin where they can spend the night. And then they could get a fire running, and Gibbs would have to take his shirt off because it was wet… Oh Tony's fantasies started running wild. But not for long. A hard slap to the back of head brought him right out of it.

OOO

They had been walking down the road for a little under 5 minutes before DiNozzo decided that a conversation was needed.

'Do you think Probie will ever admit his feelings for Abby?' as he turned to his partner waiting for an answer, he was hit with a cold stare. 'Ok so rule 12 yeah I get it, but technically Abby isn't on our …' again another cold evil Gibbs stare. 'So… what if you were to date one of us? Can you break one of your own rules?'

This time DiNozzo wasn't hit with a stare, instead Gibbs had pushed Tony to the nearest tree so that he was trapped between it and Gibbs and then he looked into Tony's eyes before saying, 'Something you not telling me DiNozzo?'

Tony gulped, having Gibbs so close to him was something he couldn't help but react to. It suddenly became too hot to breathe. The close proximity of the man he had loved for years was making Tony hard. Hard in places he shouldn't be, not while he had Gibbs so close to him.

Almost sensing how uncomfortable he was making Tony, Gibbs stepped back and motioned for him to follow. 'Come on DiNozzo, let's try and find somewhere before it gets too dark and we have to camp in these creepy woods. '

OOO

It was only a few minutes later and the sun had decided to hide away behind the clouds like the same Gods that were playing tricks on them before had now dimmed the lights. Like a star guiding them in the right direction Tony could see a light through the trees. At first he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. He was so cold that his lips had turned slightly purple and all he wanted to do was curl up in a corner and preserve his energy and heat. Gibbs on the other hand seemed absolutely fine. He was walking straight and wasn't shivering; Tony even noticed that his lips weren't the slightest bit affected. God he had perfect lips.

The two men looked at each other to confirm that they weren't just seeing the light due to wishful thinking and then they proceeded to walk in that direction.

Walking towards the cabin Tony couldn't help but think about his fantasies again. All he needed now was for Gibb's shirt to get wet and they would be on a roll.