Hi, again, still no beta :( I've submitted the story to some people and haven't heard from them :( :( If anyone is willing to beta read this, please, PM me. Thanks ;-)

A/N: Just wanted to say that some parts of the story are told out of sequence.

CHAPTER TWO

"Ok." Tony placed himself between the men fighting for his attention. "Enough. I don't want any problems. It's bad for business." He turned to the unknown man to address him. "I'm sorry, man; but he was actually here first. Rain-check?" he pause waiting for an answer. "Please?" He added when he saw the other wasn't going to let go that easily. "Thanks."

The man left without a word, but not before trying to cause Brian harm with his stare.

"What the hell are you doing?" Tony demanded, his tone of voice controlled, but strong. "Are you trying to get me into some kind of trouble?" He looked at Brian with defiant eyes. "If they find out I caused a fight, they won't let me come to one of this things ever again."

"Maybe that's not such a bad thing, huh?" Brian replied and grabbed Tony again. Tony went reluctantly. "Let me make it up to you. What do you say we leave this place and go somewhere else more interesting?" He punctuated his words with kisses along Tony's collarbone.

"And you think that I'd want to sleep with you after that Neanderthal display?" Tony sounded disinterested. "I may sleep with people for money, but I still get to choose who I sleep with."

"Come on," Brian insisted. "it doesn't have to be sexual, I just want company. I'll pay"

"Even if I don't put out?" Tony was incredulous.

" Told ya, I just want some company." Brian's smile could rival Tony's any day.

"okay."

"Great. Let's get out of here."

Brian grabbed Tony's hand and let him outside the party. Another guy followed them outside.

McGee was looking from his seat at the bar. He turned around to take a sip from his drink.

"He's in." he said to apparently no one.

"You want him to do what?" Gibbs was practically yelling. Almost everyone in the room ran for cover. Almost.

"We need someone to be as close to possible to Lyon in order to get as much information we can." The SecNav's voice was a contrast to Gibbs.

"But like this? Does it have to be Tony?" Gibbs couldn't believe what he was hearing. He may be acting out o character right now, but this was Tony, and he was feeling a little over protective. "I don't think he will agree to do it."

"There are five marines' lives at stake!" Director Vance interjected. "And who knows how many more if Lyon manages to sell all the secrets those marines possess."

"Aren't you asking too much, Leon?" Gibbs whispered.

"We need to find those marines, agent Gibbs, and we need to find them soon. I don't care what it takes!" The normally composed director of NCIS took a deep breath in order to calm himself. "I understand that this puts Agent DiNozzo in a very difficult, if not uncomfortable position," he said after the pause. "But they've been missing for three weeks now. It is in everyone's best interests that they are found before they are forced to reveal confidential information."

"I hope you know what you're doing, Director."

"It's for the greater good, Jethro." Director Vance didn't sound convinced himself.

"They're good people, Agents Gibbs," The SecNav tried to reason with Gibbs.

Gibbs snapped his fingers on his way to Tony's desk, action that the latter translated into "follow me"; which he did. The silence was puzzling Tony and so did Gibbs attitude. Gibbs didn't say a word till they reached the elevator and when they did; Gibbs stopped it and turned to face Tony with a serious expression.

"In a few minutes Director Vance is going to ask you to step into his office." Gibbs' tone was scaring Tony. In all the years he had been He hasn't heard that tone from his boss. "The Secretary of the Navy is there and also the head of homeland security. They are going to request your services for an undercover operation involving the disappearance of five marines three weeks ago." Gibbs paused for a few seconds and made sure to look at Tony straight in the eyes. "I just want you to know, Tony, that you can say no; I will stand behind you. You can say no, Tony." He grabbed Tony's head to make him look at him and make sure he was clear. "I'll support you in any decision you make. Understood?" He waited for confirmation from Tony. Once he got it, he started the elevator again.

Tony was flabbergasted. He didn't like it that the secretary of the navy was going to ask him to go undercover again after Cade. At least this time they had informed Gibbs beforehand, and apparently they had briefed him on his mission. But given Gibbs' reaction, Tony had the nagging feeling that something was going to go seriously wrong.

True to Gibbs' word, Director Vance had called Tony to his office and not only Tony found the SecNav and the guy from homeland security, but Fornell was also present. Their somber faces told Tony anything he needed to know about his mission.

After what seemed like an eternity, Director Vance and Fornell finished giving Tony all the details for his assignment and asked if Tony had any questions about it.

"Before you ask your questions, agent DiNozzo," the Secretary interrupted. "Let's make clear that contrary to what agent Gibbs told you, this is not a voluntary mission"

Gibbs was about to protest, when Tony spoke. "I don't think I'll be able to go undercover like this." he said. "I may not be able to sell it."

"I understand your hesitation, agent DiNozzo," The secretary continued. "but we don't have any other options. There are many lives at stake and not only the ones of the missing marines" he concluded.

"We've tried almost every other approach, Tony" Tony looked up surprised, because Fornell had never addressed him as "Tony" before. "We've failed every time. Two FBI agents were seriously injured trying to get close to Lyon. This is the one thing that we haven't tried yet, and according to the last intel we've got from one of our agents before he was left for dead, it could be the most effective."

"How do you know Lyon is going to take the bait?" Gibbs asked with a clipped tone.

"According to our Intel," Fornell explained, "he spends at lot of money on escorts. Male escorts." he added for emphasis. "He likes to have to whole experience; he likes to wine them and dine them and take them everywhere as if he wasn't paying them to spend time with him." Fornell paused for a second to gauge Tony's reaction to his words. He found none. "He even takes them to his business meetings with him, but" he continued. "He has very specific tastes: the guys must have class, not you're regular cheap whore; must like fine things, usually men who come from money, but were disowned by their family or were just too lazy to work to pay for their expenses and prefer to sleep around than an honest day's work"

"As much as we'd like to have this investigation handled by the FBI only, like it was from the beginning," Fornell looked at Gibbs before continuing. "You, agent DiNozzo, fit the profile."

"While I have to admit that there are some similarities with my past;" Tony protested, or at least tried to. "I've had my mother's money to rely on all these years. I've never stopped working since I got out of school."

"It's not just the background that fits the profile, DiNozzo," Vance elaborated surprising Tony and Gibbs. "The men he gravitates towards have all the same hair color, same eyes, general built; to be honest, the main reason you were called into this is because of your physical appearance. The fact that your background have some similarities with his preferences and that you happen to be an NCIS agent, well, those are just bonuses."

"If we're being honest here," The Secretary of the Navy added to the increased tension. "We're desperate. Plain and simple. Those marines have a lot of information on nuclear weapons and storage sites and research made on advance nuclear power. We cannot let Lyon get a hold of that kind of information and sell it to terrorists. Those marines have been trained to withstand many kinds of torture, I'm sure they wouldn't break that easily, but they've been missing for too long already and there's so much a person can take. If Lyon has the information already, we need to know to whom he sold it so we can make some damage control."

"You're basically pimping him out!" Gibbs was still objecting to the other men's idea. "Let's take a moment and say that Lyon takes the bait and brings Tony home with him, shall we?" he said. "Do you really think that all it would take for Lyon to start bringing Tony along with him to all his business affairs like a good little trophy to show off is some dirty dancing and a few dinner parties? Do you think it is fair to ask that from him?"

"Again, agent Gibbs, I understand all your complaints about this situation," the Secretary of the Navy countered Gibbs question with one of his own. "But let me ask you something, agent Gibbs," he raised his gaze to look Gibbs right in the eyes. "Would you have the same doubts had it been the case that Lyon liked women?" He knew it was a low blow, but Gibbs's silence was all he needed. "I didn't think so."

"I'll do it." Tony decided to stop this argument once for all. Gibbs looked up surprised. "They are right. This is bigger than you and me. I don't think I could get a good night sleep if something terrible happens because I was too proud to stop it."

"You've got to be kidding me!" Tony exclaimed wit childlike amazement after he was led to a Ferrari 458 Spider parked just outside the club.

"You like it?" Brian asked his companion while standing behind him and taking the opportunity to touch his torso in a sensual way.

"You're kidding me?" Tony continued to express his awe. "This is a sweet car; you must be LOADED, men!" He allowed Brian to continue his exploring, but not before subtly moving away from the crotch trying to become familiar with his backside.

"Some people say driving it is better than sex" Brian suggestively whispered in Tony's ear. "Wanna drive it?"

Tony took that chance to turn away from Brian. "If they say that they haven't met me" He winked at Brian and headed for the car.

Brian got in the car too and once he started it and took a turn, he started massaging Tony's tight, but didn't try for anything else, and for that Tony was thankful. Tony tried not to cringe every time he felt Brian's hand going up and down his leg. He swallowed hard and tried to relax, but he didn't think he was fooling Brian. He noticed another car was following them. He supposed it was the man he saw standing a few feet behind Brian the whole time he was in the club.

"So," he tried to break the tension. He turned to look at Brian and plastered the best fake smile he could muster. "Where are we going?"