Title: Switch

Author: Ihave207Bones, SplishySplash

Characters: Gibbs, McGee, Tony, Ziva, Damon Worth

Pairing: T/Z

Rating: K

Spoiler: Jack Knife

Authors Note: Written for March1st in the NCIS Advent.

Summary: Did Gibbs know something he didn't when he was told to call Tony and Ziva?

McGee was annoyed.

It was early, he was tired and on a mission. Gibbs had told him to call Tony and Ziva to get them out of bed so they could help secure the scene while he played the faithful lap dog. He pressed the familiar numbers in sequence to call Ziva and hopefully pawning off the daunting task of waking their grouchy senior field agent.

It's not like he hadn't ever had to call Tony in the middle of the night before, but in his escalading age he was getting more and more grouchy for being woken up. When he was grouchy, McGee was usually his prime target, but if he pawned the job off to Ziva he was more likely to be more gentle towards him. His fingers were buried beneath leather and he had to pull off the glove to hit the numbers on the screen. With a yawn he dialed the ten numbers and pressed it to his ear as the breath escaped his lips in a cloud.

It rang.

It rang again.

It rang a third time.

"This is Special Agent Ziva David," The voice announced almost proudly. "Please leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as possible."

He frowned and clicked it off. It wasn't like Ziva to break rule number three and if she was asleep, it was usually very light. He poked the numbers again and gained a click in response, pressing it back to his cold cheek and waited to be connected.

It rang.

It rang again.

This time the phone connected and a groggy voice came on the other end. "What probie?" He pulled the phone back to check the number he put into the phone. It did belong to Ziva, not the voice on the other end that belonged to the senior field agent.

"Tony?" McGee asked, confused. "Why do you have Ziva's phone?"

Without missing a beat Tony answered. "McWakeUpCall, is there a reason that you are bothering me this early." He growled, a feminine voice from the background distracted both of them.

"Uh," He started and searched for his boss, who was talking to Worth. "I was looking for Ziva . . ."

In the background, he could hear Tony get up and pad across the floor. "Well you woke me up, what do you want?" He said with a yawn that made McGee yawn in response.

"We have a crime scene." McGee answered, giving the specifics of the body that was found. "Boss wants you and Ziva here ASAP. I will call. . ."

Tony grunted. "Don't worry about her." Tony answered lightly, it was muffled and followed a thud, he pulled it away with a groan. "We will be there in half an hour."

He put the phone back into his pocket slightly confused, but then again the coffee hadn't kicked in yet. What did he mean by 'we'? Did they accidently switch phones? It made sense because the NCIS issued cell phones where all the same or did Gibbs know something that he didn't know? Which also made sense because Gibbs knew practically everything about anything that was borderline crazy, to quiet his thoughts his name was called from behind him. "Uh yes, boss?" He asked, sliding the phone into his pocket.

"Did you get a hold of them?" He asked almost softly.

McGee wasn't sure how to answer. "I just got off the phone with Tony." McGee said and Gibbs raised his brow in the way he did when he was trying to prompt him to move continue his story. "I am going to call Ziva right now."

Gibbs nodded and McGee missed the small smile that played on his lips as he turned his back to question Worth. Despites Tony telling him that he would take care of Ziva, he was going to accomplish his task and did the only thing logically and called Tony's phone number.

It rang.

It rang a second time.

It connected and he received an ear full. "McGee we are on our way." Snapped Tony, he could hear the beeping of his seatbelt alarm and the slamming of his door. McGee checked the number and it was Tony's own cell phone number. "Tell boss to hold his horses."

"Why do you have both cell phones?" McGee asked, ignoring the part where Tony told him to tell Gibbs to 'hold his horses,' because McGee wasn't brave enough to do that.

Tony gasped as if he was Gibbs slapped and a feminine voice from the background sounded patronizing, the phone was covered and McGee couldn't make out what was said. "We are on our way, McGee." So his theory of them switching phones was incorrect.

That only left one other option.