I own nothing, i don't own NCIS and it's a shame. If i have, i will gave Tim McGee a lot of backbone. I am not an American native so you will have to excuse me for the grammatical errors. Take place just after Mexico.

Gibbs 's point of view

Leroy Jethro Gibbs was and still is an observant man. He knows his team, strength and weakness. He considered them his family. Although, he will never them know that. For him, he had two girls and two sons. It was strange that after becoming a real bastard after his girls' death, he had a second chance. He know he is heartbroken but when his team came together like this, he was lighter and almost happy.

He hadn't have so much friends: Ducky, Fornell and some ex-military friends. And he knows that he can be a real jerk with them also but when he sees his team he is so proud of them.

His girls: Ziva and Abby. Ziva, the youngest in age but the eldest in experience. She was the strongest and he was so proud of her. She was still harsh sometimes but she had softened so much. He hoped that she will lose the edge that she have sometimes.

Abby was his favorite, she looks up so much to him like did. He arched so much, the loss of his little girl was the hardest time in his life. But when Abbs looked at him, she makes his heart melt. She was the oldest but she was the baby of his family. He cherished the naïve part of her and he loves the boldness at the same time.

He looks then at his oldest boy, Antony Dinozzo, he was what you can called a doppelgänger. He was bold, harsh but he was a damn inspector. A street smart man, one he was proud to have in his team. He knew that he wasn't the traditional cop but he was one of the best or the best inspector he had. He knows that when he'll be leaving, Tony will be the best to step on his shoes. The best team leader the agency will have. He hoped that Tony will no copy his screw life, that he will find someone. He doesn't want Tony to end like him.

He interrupted his train of thoughts when Abby spoke to him. He was trying to understand what she was talking about when he caught the physical condition of his youngest boy. He was scruffy, withdraw and extremely silent, but what was the most significant was the blank look that was currently on the young agent face.

When you knew the young man, you knew what he was thinking. His eyes gave him away. That's why he was reluctant to send him in an undercover mission. But now, nothing was visible. The warm that shined usually his eyes was missing. And for the first time in a longtime, he doesn't know what to do. He was at a loss of word.

He never had an open relationship with his youngest. He will never be in a way between a father and a son. And he was so damn hard sometimes. When the dog came to bite his agent, he wanted to cradle his youngest in his arms and never let him go. But he was a team leader, a marine first and a substitute father last. So he had to be cold with Tim, calling him McGee and being more hardcore with him that he was with the rest of his team. It was a way to stay on the line, but he was honest, it was not the only reason. He hates the new technology and it was Tim's specialty. He doesn't know how to relate to him. But the biggest reason was his striking resemblance with Kelly. His eyes, his curiosity, his gentleness were the same. And he wanted to cry every time he looks to close to the man. And he knows that it was unfair to the agent but he can't help it.

The boss in him was glad that he learns to be more guarded. But the father in him wanted to mourn the loss. The innocence of Tim McGee was lost and it was a damn sad moment. He tried to make an eye contact with the younger man but it was like he wasn't here. He never spoke in all time that they were on the bar. It wasn't like him at all.

He wanted, no he had to know why and when Tim had changed so much. Since Mexico fiasco, he saw glimpse of distrust time to time but nothing graphics on the younger face. What happened? Maybe he knew about him and Pedro Hernandez. Maybe that was what it was about. He was perhaps disappointed in him. He knew that his youngest loves puzzles and maybe he discovered what he did. He sighs and feels the look of his SFA send him. And he saw that he was not the only one to see it. What to do, he had no idea but he had to reach his youngest before it was too late. His gut burns almost painfully. He fairs that destroyed his team after they had to fight to come back together.

He opens his mouth to say something to the young man when he sees him rise, take some changes in his pocket and threw some bills in the table.

Tony:Probie, you're leaving so soon. Do you have a hot date?

Tim:No, Dinozzo. I don't have a date. I'm just tired and want to go home. Goodnight and have nice weekend.

Abby:Come on Timmy! Stay with us, we had to celebrate.

Ziva:Yes Mag-Geeh. You need to stay, Tony had to tell us all about his horse ride.

He sighs loudly.

Ducky:Are you okay, Timothy? You seems unwell.

And for the first time tonight, Tim smile a real shy one.

Tim:Don't worry Ducky! I'm only exhausted. Thank god, we are not on call this weekend. I'll see you on Monday and if we don't have a new case, you can tell me about your Turkish trip.

Duck beamed at this thought.

Ducky:Of course Lad! I'll looking forward, perhaps with a cup of tea.

The younger man nods and squeezes his shoulder.

Gibbs:McGee! Are you sure you want leave now?

Tim:Yes Gibbs. Happy week-end Ducky. Hum Bye all.

And at that statement, he leaves quietly.

Gibbs doesn't know what shock him more the steeliness in Tim voice or the fact that all the time he knew Tim McGee, he never called him anything than boss.

He looks at all his team and he sees that he isn't the only one to be concerned. The only ones that seemed oblivious were Jimmy and Abby who still chat like nothing had happened.

He makes a vow that he will talk with the prodigy first in Monday morning.

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