A/N Thank you to the awesome Anonymous033 for being an excellent beta.

IntheKnow – Part II

Timothy McGee got to his small untidy apartment still in complete and utter shock. Gibbs was doing the dirty with Holly Snow. He found himself disturbed, not just because Gibbs was at least a decade older than Holly but also because it was Gibbs. Gibbs the functional mute. McGee felt just like he did when he had found out his parents had sex. He shuddered, completely freaked out by it all.

McGee's original quest and reason for visiting Gibbs at such a late or an early hour, depending on how you looked it, had been to talk about the latest case. A case in which a twenty-four-year-old Belgravian brat had possibly faked affection for him, so she could ensure her plan to stop her father from signing a treaty went through. McGee, like all of Gibbs' team, had gone in search of bourbon to burn his throat and a couple of gruff words from Gibbs that meant a lot upon reflection; and most importantly to see what Gibbs was building in his basement. It had all been forgotten once he bumped into Holly Snow.

He had to call Abby, Tony, and Ziva, as they would all want to know. He grabbed his phone, knowing the knowledge he currently had was much too good to keep to it to himself until a more sociable hour in the morning. He quickly put his fingers to his iPhone and sent a mass text message.

Something really important come 2 mine now

Abby was the first to call back. She always was; always the most concerned and the most likely to overreact. As soon as McGee answered Abby began babbling, asking questions and spewing emotions. McGee finally assured her that both he and Jethro the dog were okay, but that what he had texted her was still super important. Neither Ziva nor Tony called, but sent replies which were variations of this better be important.

Ziva arrived first, no doubt because she was speeding. She did not wait for McGee to open the door and instead picked the lock. She was dressed in typical clothes for a late night emergency – the combat pants she'd worn the day before and a grey jumper for a university McGee knew to be in Miami, with a lacy camisole peeking out from behind the zip.

DiNozzo burst into his apartment next.

"There better be a damn good reason for disturbing a DiNozzo's beauty sleep," Tony cried as he also let himself in, dressed in old blue jeans and an OSU jumper.

"Because they certainly do need a lot of it," Ziva replied as she leant against McGee's kitchen counter.

"Well there goes my theory that this was a booty call," Abby cried as she walked through the open door, dressed in a baggy black jumper with skulls on it and a tight pair of black leggings.

"So where is the flame?" Ziva asked. Tony covered his face with his hands in an exaggerated manner.

"Six years," he muttered in a sarcastic tone, the late night obviously having brought out his mean streak. "And she can't," he scrunched up his face. "It hurts too much to talk about it." Ziva punched him. "It's fire. Where is the fire?"

"Timmy," Abby whined. "What's wrong?"

"It's Gibbs," McGee said. Abby began to freak out.

"What do you mean Gibbs?" she cried. "Did he get hurt? Is he in another coma?"

Ziva drifted towards Abby and wrapped her arms around the goth. McGee could see Ziva's silent worry, and Tony's gripping Ziva's wrist and rubbing his index finger on her skin, trying to calm her down.

"He's sleeping with Holly Snow," McGee finally said. All three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Tony laughed. Ziva stepped back from Abby and seemed neutral.

"What?" Abby said. "Holly Snow?"

"She's a redhead, fits the pattern," Tony interjected. Ziva rolled her eyes.

"But...but," Abby cried. Ziva and Tony shot each other concerned looks; for the first time in a long time Abby Sciuto was speechless.

"Why didn't he tell us?" Abby finished with a pout.

"Well to answer that you are going to have to ask the one-and-only Silver Fox himself," Tony replied.

"Ya think," Ziva said, doing her best to parody the one-and-only Leroy Jethro Gibbs; her accent slipped through, reminding McGee of that dream he had had the previous Christmas about Gibbs speaking in an Israeli accent.

"But Gibbs tells me everything. Okay he never told me about his family but that's totally understandable and completely different," Abby babbled. Gibbs had known her for over a decade; how could he have neglected to tell her about his new girlfriend or whatever he called Holly? Abby knew Gibbs thought of her quite like a daughter, so why had he failed to tell her?

"So is that all McTotallyNotAnEmergency?" Tony asked.

"Yeah," McGee said, thinking it was rather anti-climactic.

Ziva and Tony walked out the door, only stopping to give sleeping Jethro a quick pat on the head, and make jokes about each other's clothes. Abby lingered for a few more moments before leaving.