"Don't let go!" Tony said, keeping a grip on McGee's arm. Tony was currently dangling over the edge of a building, eyes wide as he stared up at his co worker, one slip, and Tony could be laying on the side walk dead. McGee was doing his best to keep a grip on Tony's arm. Then and there, he realized, he was in love with Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo.
-A FEW HOURS BEFORE-
"Ziva, with me. McGee, DiNozzo, go find us a lead." Gibbs said, grabbing his gear and walking away, resulting in a groan from Tony and a sigh from Tim. "You know, had you not messed up the last time when you were with Ziva, we wouldn't be in this situation, McMessUp." Tony said, standing up. "Me?! What about what you did!" He said, hitting the button to the elevator. Tony scoffed. "Oh please McPanic, you were the one freaking out while we were stuck in the shoot out." He said. Tim just huffed and crossed his arms, closing the doors, leaving them both in silence as the elevator descended.
Once they were focused on the task at hand, they were running around the town trying to find any one who might have known the Petty Officer. After an hour of nothing, they were sitting in the car, Tony in silence, McGee typing on his laptop. "I think I might have something, and here's the address." He said, showing it to Tony. Tony nodded and headed to the address, both getting out and Tony knocking on the door, Tim drawing his gun, putting it away when the door opened. "Can I help you?" The woman asked. "We're special agents Anthony DiNozzo and Timothy McGee, we have a few questions about Petty Officer Hernandez." Tony said. After two hours, the two were leaving again, with more information than they had, but not enough to report back.
McGee sighed as they walked out of the building. "So he's not there?" He said. "Then where is he?" He asked, resulting in a shrug from Tony. "I don't know, McGee if I did, we wouldn't be searching now would we?" He asked. "You know what? Your sarcasm gets on my nerves!" Tim yelled. "Well I'm sorry, but sometimes your questions are really stupid!" Tony yelled back. McGee glared and walked away. "Where are you going, Probie?!" Tony yelled. "To find our next lead!" He yelled. Tony sighed and watched him walk away. "Great, now I have to search this kid out on my own..." He muttered under his breath.
Both being split up and running around for two hours wasn't the best idea, because Tony was in a fight, on the edge of the roof, about two feet from the ledge. Kicking it into high gear, McGee ran up to the top of the building in time to catch Tony as he fell. "Don't let go!" Tony said, keeping a grip on McGee's arm. Tony was currently dangling over the edge of a building, eyes wide as he stared up at his co worker, one slip, and Tony could be laying on the side walk dead. McGee was doing his best to keep a grip on Tony's arm. Then and there, he realized, he was in love with Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo. "I won't!" He called back after swallowing roughly. Using all his strength to pull Tony up the side of the building, he tumbled backwards, resulting in a busted lip when Tony's forehead collided with his lip, a torn up suit, and cuts on his elbows and back. Tony rolled off McGee and laid his head back on the hard roof, panting. "Thanks, I owe you one." Tony said, sitting up. "Don't worry about it, you'd have done the same for me...right?" He asked, looking over at his co-worker, earning himself a nod. Tim gave a small smile and dusted off, pulling off his jacket. "Wait! McGee." Tony said, causing McGee to turn around. "Yeah?" He asked. "I saw your eyes change when you grabbed my hand...are you okay?" He asked. McGee swallowed, what was he supposed to say? "Yeah, I mean...after losing Kate to a bullet, I didn't wanna see you on a side walk." He said, turning and walking away.
When they were both back at the car, Tim threw his jacket into the car, and on the spur of the moment decision, he walked around, grabbed Tony by the back of the neck and kissed him. Tony resisted at first, but ended up kissing back just as eager, pulling away as soon as he was out of breath, he laughed a little. "Just get in." He said, sliding inside. McGee walked back around, sliding inside, gasping when Tony did the same to him, putting more effort into kissing him this time. "Hey McGee?" He said, after pulling back. "Yeah?" He asked. "Don't ever let me go." He said, smiling. And on those final words, both returned to the Agency, walking inside, hand in hand.
-A FEW MONTHS LATER-
McGee was laying on his bed, grunting when Tony plopped down on top of him. "You're a bag of lazy bones, Timothy." He said. "Isn't that what most people do on a day off?" McGee asked. Tony just shrugged and made himself comfortable, opening up the magazine he had in his hand, since they'd gotten together, both had moved out of DC and taken on a job that didn't require them to never have a day off. McGee looked over at the clock. "'M hungry. Get off me." He said. "Never." Tony said, smirking. McGee raised a brow and sat up on his elbows. "You really wanna play this game Anthony?" He asked. Having started fresh, he'd been working out and become toned enough to over power Tony when things like this happened. "Try me, Timothy." He said.
In practically no time at all, Tony was laughing, laying on the side of the bed that he'd claimed as his. "I told you that I could take you!" McGee said, laughing. Tony rolled his eyes, and just as he'd done in the car on that fateful day, he pulled McGee down from where he was standing over him and kissed him. "We are going to have a happy ending, got that? Maybe not the big white wedding most people get, but maybe a simple wedding with Gibbs and the team." He said. "Okay?" He asked. "Okay." McGee said.
A/N: Sorry for the tfios reference, I just felt as thought they'd both read it and that was their "Always." I AM SO SORRY AGAIN. But, reviews would be lovely, Thank You.