"Magic Tony" by Jessica Lynne

Author's Note: Hey everyone! This is my first fan fiction that I've written and published on a site like this. This story came about from a discussion on Magic Mike and whether Tony would be making any references to the movie in the upcoming season. I created this after and sent it off to my friend, Karen (kar328) who I was discussing Magic Mike with. She approved of this and I hope you do too. Please leave reviews and any helpful comments you may wish to bestow on me. Thanks

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or Magic Mike. I'm just borrowing them for the sake of entertainment.

It was a bright, sunny Monday morning and agents Tony, McGee and Ziva were at NCIS filling out paperwork. No cases had been presented to them yet and Gibbs was nowhere to be found; probably at home in his basement, building whatever fancied him now. Things were going as normal, Ziva and McGee were silently working on their piles and Tony was acting childish, throwing spitballs and making nonsense chatter trying to annoy the other two.

"I saw Magic Mike this weekend," Tony let slip before he realized what he said, prompting him to look at McGee and Ziva as they stared right back at him. "I did not say that!"

"Oh contraire, Tony," McGee said, smiling at this little tidbit that he was certain he could use as blackmail.

"Who's Magic Mike?" Ziva asked. This question caused the two agents to stare at her.

"It's a movie, Ziva," Tony said, forgetting that he was trying to dissuade McGee and Ziva from remembering that slipup he made of himself watching it this past weekend.

"A girl movie, full of half-naked men dancing to music in front of audiences of women," McGee said. "Which bears the question, why did you see the movie, Tony?"

"First off, McGee, the term's gyrating; not dancing. Dancing's what you do at a club or at a wedding. Gyrating is what strippers do, which is the occupation of said men in the movie. And second, I was doing research."

"Research on Channing Tatum's abs?"

"Very funny McProbie but no…"

"Grab your gear!" Gibbs said as he barreled through the bullpen towards his desk, "Dead petty officer found at Quantico!"

Tony, happy to be done with this discussion, hurriedly picked up his gear and made his way to the elevator while the other three caught up with him.

When they got on the elevator, Ziva leaned close and whispered, "How about coming over tonight and showing me what you've learned?" Tony looked over and saw genuine interest on Ziva's face. Before he could reply, the elevators opened and they were all making their way to the car that would take them to Quantico.

"Oh Tony," Gibbs said as he opened up the driver's side door "You might want to tell Vance about your research of Magic Mike this weekend. I hear the OSP team in Los Angeles is looking for a male agent to go undercover as a stripper." Tony just stood there flabbergasted as Gibbs, Ziva and McGee all got in the car with matching grins on their faces.