Here's another little one-shot till I come around to post my new story (which is in the working, so don't worry). Essentially this one is about Tony meeting his mini-me Carson (Lost and Found)- and Carson's little discovery when he slept over at Jenny's.
-I DON'T OWN NCIS OR ITS CHARACTERS!-
It was late, so late in fact that most of the team leaders had already let their teams go home for the night and either had left themselves or were about to. He smiled a bit. Best conditions to do some investigating of his own, he thought, happily grinning to himself. Especially since he hadn't much time left. Jenny had told him that they had found his father and that would hopefully mean he could go home tonight.
He strolled down the stairs to the bullpen, stopping in front of Agent Gibbs' team's section. Neither the man himself nor Ziva or McGee were at their desks, but at his right sat a tall brunette man, obviously absorbed in the latest GSM edition. He smirked briefly at the rather curvy cover model before he cleared his throat loadly.
"Excuse me, sir? I'm looking for Gibbs."
The man startled and hurriedly tried to hide his magazine, knocking a few pens from his desk in the process. "Gibbs?" He echoed. "Where?"
Carson quirked an eyebrow, staring at him intentely. He'd learned that one from Jenny - or Gibbs, he wasn't really that sure as their glares were pretty much identical.
"You gave me quite the scare, young man" the agent tried to look stern, and was failing miserably. "Who are you?"
"Carson. Nice to meet you, Agent..."
"DiNozzo, Tony DiNozzo. So why are you looking for the Boss?"
"I wanted to thank him, 'cause you know, Jenny said he found my Dad so I get to go home tonight." He answered, almost looking a bit sheepishly. "And I wanted to say sorry because I took his mobile the other night when he came over to Jenny's."
DiNozzo grinned. "Right, you got to sleep over at our esteemed Director's. How is she, privately, I mean?"
Carson shrugged, then smirked noncommitally.
"You're lucky, buddy. I think she's hot. Wouldn't complain if she took me home." Tony drawled, leering at his magazine again, no doubt picturing their director in it.
"You know what Agent DiNozzo?" The boy asked, arching an eyebrow again, "I bet I could have gotten her to at least kiss me good-night if Agent Gibbs hadn't been there."
"Gibbs was there?" Tony said, already searching for his black betting-book. "And he stole your kiss?"
"'Course, because of him she just wasn't that interested in me anymore. Kinda preoccupied by other things like kissing him instead."
"You saw that?" He asked, furiously skipping through the pages of the small booklet.
"Well, they thought I was sleeping, but I was thirsty so I went down the hallway to the stairs and then suddenly I first saw them talking and then kissing."
"You really wanna tell me you saw Gibbs and the Director making out? I've had a betting pool on that for years!" Tony exclaimed, finally having found the right page.
"I tell you, dude" Carson said, grinning slyly again, "it wasn't just kissing and making out anymore when he pushed her up against the banister."
I'll leave it at that, cause I quite like these open endings and maybe I'd sometime like to write another chapter when they get caught by either Jenny or Gibbs. Or one about the rest of the team joining their discussion.
I hope you liked it, please leave a review if you did.
