DID NOT POST THIS IN FIRST CHAPTER BUT THIS IS MY STORY THE CHARACTERS
AND ORIGINAL PLOT ARE NOT MINE. :( ENJOY.
The rest of the evening Tim and Tony just enjoyed pizza beer and movies of all kinds.
Both men relaxed in each other's company and soon snuggle down shoulder to shoulder,
heads resting against head along the back of the couch. Soon they were asleep both of
them looking relaxed and at peace.
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HOURS PREVIOUS
Back in the squad room Gibbs is staring at Ziva wondering why she was so secretive about
her reasons for not inviting Tony to her dinner. He lifts a finger and points at Ziva then at
the elevator indicating he wanted a private conversation in his 'office'. Both walked in
silence beside each other to the elevator and the moment they were on there Gibbs flipped
the switch to stop it. He turns to Ziva and once again stares into her eyes.
"Okay, talk. Tell my why the hell you didn't invite him? And I don't believe the BS about
him being busy because I happen to know he wasn't." Gibbs asks in frustration.
"I told you why. He was busy. I do not understand what is going on. I was going to make him
dinner tonight to make up for it. He knew that."
"And I just told you, He. Was. Not. BUSY!" Gibbs yells. "Now, why didn't you want him there?"
Ziva just stares into Gibbs' eyes for a long time. She didn't want to tell him why. It was not anyone's
business why she did not invite him there. She looks away refusing to answer the question.
"Fine, AGENT Da'vid. You keep silent and cause a rift in this team and I will not hesitate to remove
you from this team!" Gibbs growls out before flipping the switch setting the elevator in motion once
again. He steps off on the next floor down leaving Ziva by herself as it closes and moves down to the
ground floor.
Gibbs makes his way to Abby's lab to talk to her. Maybe she will know what is going on.
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Some time later Ziva enters her apartment slamming the door. She was angry and can not seem to
figure out why her father placed her on this mission suddenly. What was the motivation behind his
orders and why she had to betray her friends this way. She opens her laptop and checks her emails
deciding to compose an email to her father. She had to find out why he was making her do this.
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"You have no idea why Ziva didn't invite Tony last night?" Gibbs was asking Abby as they sat in her
office.
"No Gibbs and I feel bad for Tony. He was really hurt when he found out about that dinner party. It's
not like Ziva to not invite him over. She always invites him when we go clubbing why wouldn't she
have him there?" Abby replies in frustration.
They sat there in silence for a little bit. Both of them had their minds on this delemma. Gibbs gets to
his feet and gives Abby a kiss on the forehead before heading out. He would get to the bottom of this.
It may take time. For now he'd head home eat some dinner and maybe work on his boat. He gives a
smile at the thought of sanding away at the boat to relieve some stress.
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The next morning the sky was overcast allowing little light into Tony's apartment. But still the light
was just enough to cause Tim to wake slowly. He slowly lifts his head and stops at the sight of Tony's
head resting more on his chest instead of his shoulder, his arm around him as if holding him there in
comfort. He frowns as he feels a wetness on his shirt that wasn't there the night before. Had Tony
drooled on him or was it something more serious?
Tim lifts his other hand and gently rooms his fingers through Tony's hair smoothing his hair back from
his face hoping that if he was crying in his sleep he could calm him down. Tony's breath seems to hitch
in his sleep as he begins to stir. Tim slowly lowers his hand back down to his lap to wait and see what
his secret crush would do. Slowly Tony lifts his head and glances at Tim before looking away quickly
wiping his face finding tears there. Shame seems to spur him on to get to his feet quickly and make his
way to the bathroom closing the door softly behind him.
Tony turns and looks into the mirror staring at himself there. He doesn't like the haunted sad look in
his eyes. He wanted badly to stay there where he was when he woke but knew his Probie wouldn't
appreciate his lusting after him. He sighs and goes about his morning routine jumping in the shower
again and getting dressed in jeans and sweatshirt before going back out into the front room to make
his way to the kitchen to make coffee. When he reached his kitchen, he found Tim already brewing
the coffee and making bacon and eggs. Tony watches as Tim moves about his kitchen as if he was
born to be there. He only wished it would be true but knew he shouldn't get his hopes up. Just as
he pushed away from the door frame Tim turns and smiles softly at Tony.
"I hope you don't mind me making myself at home. I figured we could use some good strong coffee
and breakfast."
"No problem McBetty Crocker. It smells wonderful." Tony replies as he enters and sits down at the
small breakfast table in the kitchen. He doesn't see the look on Tim's face after being called yet
another of the many McNicknames Tony gives him.
"Well, I guess I should get going soon. I may be off today but I need to work on my newest novel.
Gotta make sure Agent Tibbs doesn't end up in a prision in some out of the way country." He says
causing Tony to chuckle softly.
"Yeah, um..you are welcome to stay. You could use my desk to work on if you want." Tony says
off handedly trying not to let hope slip into his voice.
"Thanks, but I also need to get back before my sister comes by. She usually pops in just about
lunch time." Tim says as he puts together a bacon egg and toast sandwich and pours a cup of coffee
for Tony. He places the plate in front of Tony and turns to clean up after himself. Tony just sits
there watching him wondering why he was in such a hurry to leave all of a sudden. Maybe he didn't
like waking to Tony snuggled up to him afterall. Tony sighs and takes a long drink of his coffee not
touching his sandwich.
"Something wrong with the sandwich, Tony?" Tim asks as he turns around, cup of coffee in hand.
"No, just need to wake up a bit more before eating anything or I'll have a bought of hearburn when
I'm done." Tony smiles at Tim.
Tim smiles at Tony before turning and pouring out the last of his coffee rinsing out his mug. " I guess
I should head out. You call me if you need anything and Tony?"
"Yeah, Probie?" Tony asks.
"Don't let this thing with Ziva worry you too much. I'm sure she had a really good reason for excluding
you from the dinner. Give her a chance to explain when she can. It could be all a big mix up." Tony
replies.
Tony just nods looking down at his empty coffee mug. He didn't know what else to say about it so he
just didn't say anything. He looks up again after a moment, staring into Tim's green eyes hoping to
find some sign that he cared more than as a friend and colleague. Not really seeing what he was looking
for he looks away.
"Yeah, okay. I'll try not to let Zee-vah get to me. It's not like she is anything more than a friend and
colleague. I'll get over it. I'll be back to my old prankster self by Monday." Tony says with all the
smugness as possible. Tim smiles at this. He knew Tony was pulling up his walls and putting his mask
back in place. He'd be fine.
"Just call me if you want to go clubbing or anything. I know Abs was looking to do something fun this
weekend."
Tony nods and walks with Tim to the front door letting hm out waving goodbye to him as he walks
away. Once Tim is gone Tony turns and goes about cleaning up after their late night movie marathon.
The entire time he was cleaning his mind kept going to the way he woke up. Feeling Tim's fingers
running through his hair felt wonderful to him and he almost wished he had stayed still much longer
than he hand. He really did care a great deal about Tim. He didn't know what his feelings were
exactly. But he did know he liked the feeling.
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Down in the parking lot, Tim sat there with his hands braced on the steering wheel of his
Porche he head back against the headrest. He didn't want to leave but he didn't want to make
Tony anymore uncomfortable than he already seemed to be. He sighs deeply before starting
his car and heading home. He didn't want to go to his lonely apartment but he knew he had
a book to write and the deadline was coming up for the first few chapters. He pulls out and
heads home.
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