"Gonna kill him someday soon." Gibbs muttered as he and Agent Ellis walked down the stairs. Mara tried to see where he was looking and found his gaze on a guy who looks a little younger than her by a few years. He was chatting up a girl and Gibbs looked murderous.
"DiNozzo!" Gibbs called out and Mara hid a chuckle as the man she saw jumped a little. He leaned forward, whispering something to the woman and she smiled before quickly walking away.
"Yeah, Boss?"
"Meet Special Agent Mara Ellis. She'll be working with us from now on." Gibbs introduced, pointing to Mara and then walking around to his desk.
"Hello, my name is very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo. But you can call me anything you like." He grinned at her, his face open and the smile almost childlike.
"That's a mouth full." She snorted. "Tell me, DiNozzo, do you run out of ink everytime you write that down?" Mara smirked smugly when his eyes widened and his jaw dropped. Then he grinned as well.
"I like you." Tony declared promptly.
"Seriously? You like me?" She snorted again, a grin on her face. "Are we in high school or NCIS?" And Mara could have sworn that she heard a snort coming from Gibbs' direction.
"Well, I just met you and you seem nice, so yeah, I like you." DiNozzo explained, nodding along as if he was speaking the law. The sound of a chair being moved interrupted their conversation and the duo turned to see Gibbs getting up from his chair. He walked past them, ignoring both of them as he walked off to God knows where. His two subordinates stared after him.
"Where is he going?" Mara asked, curiosity getting the best of her.
Tony shrugged, "Probably to get coffee." He turned back to Mara, grin back on his face. "How old are you?"
"How old are you?" She retorted, smirking at him.
"I asked you first."
"I asked you first, really? That's what you're going with? What are you, a twelve year old girl?" Mara chuckled at him, watching as he stared at her expectantly. She sighed. "I'm 35. You?"
"Yeah, right." Tony snorted. "Come on, how old are you?" He asked again, but came to the realisation that she wasn't lying to him as she stared at him blankly and his smile vanished. "Wait, you're really 35?"
"Is that your way of telling me I look old, DiNozzo?" She raised an eyebrow at him.
"No, no, no." He back tracked, shooting her a smile. "You just look younger that me. That's all." He swore, raising his hands in defense.
"And you're how old again?" Ellis asked, grinning.
"31." He replied automatically.
"Now, was that's so hard?" She asked, a cheeky grin on her face. Before Tony could come up with a retort, Gibbs walked back into the bullpen.
"DiNozzo, grab your gear and show Elle where to find her own. Got a dead Commander at Little Creek." He ordered, walking past them and practically ignoring them both.
"Are you always such a ray of sunshine?" She questioned retortically, because Mara Ellis has never had a filter in her whole damn life. Gibbs stopped and turned around, his steely blue eyes locking on her green ones. He stared at her and she stared back unflinchingly. "Go get your gear." He ordered, before turning around and walking to the elevator.
Tony tugged on her arm and she walked with him, getting the feeling that Gibbs isn't a guy who likes waiting and that if he wanted to, he could make her life hell. Still, she wasn't scared of him.
"Elle?" DiNozzo asked as soon as they were out of Gibbs' hearing range, at least, he hoped they were.
"Don't ask." She told him, a sigh slipping past her lips and Tony got the distinct feeling that he shouldn't call her that either. He nodded and spoke.
"I gotta say, Mara, I'm impressed. Not maybe people can hold the Gibbs stare." Tony told her and the woman snorted.
"Yeah, well, I've seen things a lot scarier than his stare." Ellis told him, her tone was light but when Tony glance at her face, he saw something dark flash across her face.
"Mara," Tony started warily. "What did you do before joining NCIS?"
She glanced at him. "I was a United States Navy SEAL with the rank of Lieutenant Commander."
Tony was stunned. "Oh. Wow." It was silent for a few seconds as they walked. Then he asked, "So, do they really teach you how kill someone by snapping their neck with your hands?"
She rolled her eyes and answered with a smirk. "That's classified, DiNozzo."
Both of them had a feeling that they were gonna get along great.
A/N: okay, i did the math and Gibbs should be 47 when my story starts, which leaves an age difference of 12 years between them. that's not so bad, right? it's not like he's old enough to be her father. anyways, i hope you like. thoughts are welcome.