Oh, brothers!

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Warning: Will contain spanking in this story.

Thanks to Chelsea1234 for getting this story rolling.

If there was one thing that Senior Special agent Anthony Dinozzo was not good at, it was being bored. He has the attention span of 5 year old when not kept busy. "Tony, Tony, what are you doing over there? If Gibbs walks by.." Ziva started.

Tony who was leaning back in his chair, feet propped on the desk, scanning the latest edition of GSM magazine. "Chill Zee-vah, Gibbs is in MTAC at this time, and with my well honed ears I will hear the door open and be in working position before Gibbs even sets two feet out of the door. All my years as a cop help me learn to use all of my senses to the fullest. I can see like a cat in the night, I can sense the presence of …."

"Mmm-hmm Tony," Ziva interrupted, with a full grin on her face.

Tony, knowing that look started." He is right behind me isn't he? OW!" Tony reached back and rubbed the sting out of the back of his head.

"You can sense the presence of what Dinozzo, didn't seem to keen to me." Gibbs said with a smirk as he continued walking to his desk. "By the way, anything new in these cold cases Dinozzo." Gibbs said as he sipped on his coffee, looking over the rim of the cup to catch the looks being exchanged between McGee and Tony. Even though there was a constant tone of bickering between these two, Gibbs knew that one would never let the other get hurt physically or mentally.

"Uh boss, we have been running the latest set of cold cases through the AFIS database, hoping that there might be a new hit of fingerprints on these cases. "McGee said with a slight gulp, hoping that Gibbs believed that they had been working together. " But, so far nothing new boss."

Gibbs knew better but just gently shook his head and raised his brows. Isn't it funny these two can't stand each other one minute and then go to bat to protect the other the next. Brothers til the end. Gibbs thought to himself. Over the last 2 years he has taken a more direct, paternal approach to dealing with his surrogate children. Abby and Ziva were like his daughters and Tony and Tim were like his sons. He knew that this was his family. But he also knew that Tony did not have the strongest of paternal influences in his life, so he was a little more hands on with him. "Dinozzo."

"Yeah, boss."

"Since you have been so busy on the computers looking through this set of cold cases, why don't you take that box of case files that we have already look through and take them back to the records department."

"On it boss, it will give me a chance to stretch my legs. Don't want to get slow and stiff back behind this desk." Dinozzo started towards the box.

"Oh, and since you will already be down there you can sharpen you sense of the alphabet and file all the files back." Gibbs said as he saw Tony's eyes squint a little at this task.

"On, it boss." No use arguing with Leroy Jethro Gibbs, and Tony's head was still ringing from the latest slap upside the back of the head. Tony carried the boxes past Abby's lab and into the record department. Setting the box down, he started getting to work on refilling all of the folders. "Of all the menial task to do, I have to do this." Tony talked to himself. Even though it only took about 30 minutes to file the reports away, in Tony's mind it had seemed like an eternity. Heading back up to the bullpen he stopped by Abby's lab.

KNOCK!

"Come in, oh it's just you Tony." Abby answered as she turned around.

"Just me Abs, thanks so much for the reaffiramation of love here… wait, what's wrong, what are you, does Gibbs know?" The sight of Abby in more normal clothes than her usual Goth black, had Tony worried. She was in a simple pink shirt, and grey slacks with gray pumps on. He reached over and felt her forehead. "No fever, so come on Abby, what gives?"

Abby turned and walked towards her precious computers, never looking up at Tony's eyes. "Gives, nothing gives Tony, I just thought that I would try to change things up a little, you know shake the tree." The tone in Abby's voice was clear to Tony, she was nervous and unsure of herself.

"Abby,…Abs…, Big brother here is sensing something a little deeper here." Tony said as he circled his hand around his face. "So come on, spill it."

Even though Abby prided herself on being a strong, independent women, it was times like this when she was glad she had her NCIS family. As soon as she felt the large strong hands of her big brother on her shoulder she turned into his chest, buried her face and started to cry. "Last night… I… I…. had a d..d.. and we had on..on..only met online and when we met..met… met… he took one look at me and said….said…Oh..I did not realize you were seriously going to meet me looking…looking like that. I mean, it was a nice..restaurant, but I had on my black cocktail dress, and my favorite black leather boots…I thought I looked good… but I..em..embarrassed him at his club. Maybe he was right, I am just too much…" Abby just kept her face buried into Tony's shirt, he knew that it was probably covered in black mascara and lipstick, but that was brothers and extra shirts are for.

Tony was shocked that someone could be so mean to his little sister, it made his blood boil to think that anyone would ever hurt her. He would try his hardest to find this person and make them pay, but first he has to convince Abby that she is perfect just the way she is.

"Now you listen to me, Lil' Miss Abigail Scuito, I will not have you beat yourself up and change what we, you family, all love about you for some, some bastard. You have one of the purest hearts and caring minds I know. You should never let what someone else thinks of you change you. You are perfect in your black, I mean even Gibbs fought with the Director to not make you adhere to the dress code. So, push that stupid guy to the back of your mind, after work, go home and change and I will pick you up at 8pm. Time to party the blues away." Tony thought that a little pizza, movie night at his house just might help pick his little sisters spirits back up.

"Thanks, Tony, but you don't have to put up with me tonight, I am sure you have one of your…OW! What was that for?" Abby was rubbing the back of her head.

"Always works on me when I need to have my head cleared, so I thought I would try it on you. I am not putting up with you so just shut it and be ready at 8pm. Got it Abs!"

"Yes, sir" Abby replied with a laugh and sparkle in her eye.

On the way back up to the bullpen, Tony stopped by the restroom just to see the damage done by one crying sister had been done on his shirt. When he saw the tears and mascara stains, he knew that he would find out who this guy was and get a little revenge for his lil' sis. No one messes with his NCIS family, no one.

What will Tony do?

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