Mrs. NatashaLyonne: ofcourse Tim would keep tabs on his brothers. I'm glad you enjoy and thanks for the review!

'Strike Force Command, this is Red Leader. Alpha Team is in play.'

Tim was sitting in front of his computer, scanning the screen for any movement.

"Roger that Red Leader. Have visual. You've got hostiles on both the north no east quadrants of the building. All teams prepare for entry. Our target is located on the-" He paused and pulled the headset off, staring at his door, where strange noises came from.

'Say again, Strike Force Command. Did not copy your last.'

"Uh... Wait one, Red Leader." He rested his hand on the gun hidden under the table.

'Copy that. Red unit, hold your positions.'

But the door swung open to reveal none other than Kate and Tony. Ear to ear grins on their faces.

"Hi Probie!"

"Uh... David, I have to call you back." He said removing his hand from the gun and hanging up the phone.

"Did you forget to sweep, Probie? You messed some salt." Tony said pointing at the line of salt at the doorway. "Told you he was a boxers guy." Tony said to Kate who was staring at the salt.

"Gee McGee. I thought for sure you were a tighty whitey man!" They both laughed, ignoring the look of anger on Tim's face. Tony then collected money from Kate.

"Come on, let's get dressed. You don't want to keep Gibbs waiting." Tony said as he and Kate ventured into the apartment.

"You said zero nine hundred. It's only seven thirty."

Tony picked up a object and started playing with it, causing more annoyance to roll off Tim.

"Please don't play with that." Tim said grabbing it from him.

"We thought we'd observe you in your natural habitat." Kate said and Tony laughed.

"It's kind of like watching National Geographic. We watch as the McGee slowly moves from the watering hole, trailed by hyenas." Kate laughed and Tim just glared.

"Whoa, is this the history channel room?" Tony asked when he went around the bookcase.

"Tony, please don't touch anyth-" It was in vain, since Tony was already typing away on his typewriter. Tim sighed and started putting pants on.

"Ah, this is here you do your writing thing." Tony said abandoning the typewriter to play with McGee's pipe and reading the top of the stack of paper on the table.

"Look at this! The continuing adventures of L.J Tibbs." Tony read.

"It's personal!" Tim snapped.

"I wonder who L.J Tibbs could be?" Tony mused.

"Check it out! He eats dinosaur cereal!" Tony made dinosaur noises and Tim rolled his eyes.

"Okay, can you guys wait by the door please? By the door, please."

But Tony continued to ransack his apartment.

"Got any Macy Gray in here?" Tony asked pulling a record from the collection, Tim rushed to Tony and grabbed it from his hands.

"Please don't touch anything in this bookcase." Tim said and Tony grinned.

"Keep your porn stash in here Tim?" Tony said inspecting the bookcase with new vigor. Tim saw him get a little too close to his weapon stash and panicked.

"No Tony, they are just very old collectables. Very valuable." He said quickly and Tony looked up.

"Oh gosh I'm sorry! I thought they were just old musty records." Tony said and Tim glared at him.

"It's bad enough I have to work on a Sunday, without you guys ransacking my apartment." Tim snapped.

"What are these, Tim?" Kate asked, paging through all the papers on the kitchen table. Tony made his way over to her.

"Please don't. Those are private." Tim said, but they continued to look through it.

"Dean Winchester, arrested for stealing? Sam Winchester, brother of Dean Goes to school at Stanford university..." Kate and Tony raised their eyebrows.

"Why are you stalking these guys?" Tony asked as he kept reading, but Tim grabbed the papers from his hands and gathered everything up.

"Out. I'll catch up to you guys in the hall. Just out." Tim snapped and The other two agents held up their hands and left.

"George Cloony could not get laid in a place like this." Tony said as he and Kate left the apartment.

"Sarah? I have to go to work. See you later." Tim said grabbing his sig and leaving.