"Mmmm, that good cabin smell" Tony said as Gibbs lighted the fireplace. Gibbs turned around and got up, smirking.

"You got good memories with cabins?" Gibbs asked. Tony nodded feverishly, before grinning widely.

"Wanna make another one?" Tony asked, waggling his eyebrows suggestivly. Gibbs chuckled and sat down in the sofa, holding out both his arms, motioning with his fingers that Tony should come over there, and Tony got up from his wheelchair, walked over, and sat into Gibbs's arms, which Gibbs closed around him, laying his head on top of Tony's head. Tony sighed, this was so great, just sitting in front of a nice, cozy, fireplace, being held tightly by Gibbs.

"Comfy?" Gibbs asked. Tony blinked, woken from his own thoughts, and nodded. "Good" Gibbs sighed contemptly. He was sharing every single one of Tony's feelings, just until they both stiffened. A shadow on the far left wall, cast by the bright moon outside on the big nightsky, a shadow of a person. "You see it?" Gibbs whispered without moving.

"Yes" Tony whispered back, "got your gun?"

"Yeah" Gibbs whispered.

"Good, mine's under your back" Tony whispered and pressed it slightly against Gibbs back so he knew it was there.

"You always take your gun with you to sit in a sofa with me?" Gibbs whispered, making them both chuckle.

"Can't be too careful, maybe you were going to ravish me, I have to be prepared" Tony whispered back.

"You wish" Gibbs chuckled along with Tony, "we go on three" he whispered as the doorhandle started going down. Tony just nodded, and Gibbs started countingdown with his fingers.

3

2

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They both jumped up, Tony one one knee, covering low, Gibbs standing tall right behind Tony, covering high. The door went up with a creak, and Gibbs yelled.

"NCIS! DROP YOUR WEAPON!"

The person in the door just glared at them. Tony lowered his gun.

"Of course it had to be you, it's ALWAYS you, you know, we went out here to get AWAY from you guys, not to get even further involved with you! And besides, WHY are you here? You're supposed to do...whatever!" Tony sighed as he got up with a little help from Gibbs.

"That's not a way to treat a friend" Winnie said as she flung her bags on the floor, making them slide into the wall on the other side of the room, "hi guys, don't mind me, continue doing whatever you were doing, just tell me where never to sit, touch, or breathe again" Winnie smirked, putting her hands to her side, blowing away a bang of hair, "oh, fireplaze.. oh no, don't tell me, you did it on the sofa? Floor? INSIDE the fireplace?" Winnie asked.

"She's worse than Abs" Gibbs whispered.

"And this is WITHOUT any form of caffein" Tony whispered back.

"Speaking of caffeine, oh talkers behind my back, where's the coffee?" Winnie asked as she turned around and looked at me.

"Her hearing is better than yours" Tony said. Gibbs just chuckled.

"Come on, let's sit down and talk" Gibbs said and made a motion with his head, "and Tony, sit down" he added.

"yes bossy person you just changed into" Tony muttered.

"You're just cranky 'cause you're horny" Winnie said and pushed Tony into the wheelchair, "now come on, I'll tell you guys why I'm here" Winnie grinned and pushed a protesting Tony into the kitchen, seating him by the kitchen table. After a while, Gibbs brought three coffee cups, and sat down himself. Winnie sighed.

"I did some... investigating" Winnie said.

"Or hacking" Tony said and whistled when Winnie slapped him on the arm, smirking.

"Anyway, those pictures, I know, I knw, I DID hack into the NCIS server, I needed to check up on you guys, anywhoooo" she said and sighed, ruffling her hair slightly, "I tracked the note" she said.

"You can't track a note" Tony said, "you did... how?" he asked when Winnie just glared at him.

"I saw reciet's.. same handwriting, analyzed it, found it, and it's definetly Monica's handwriting, well, most of it. I tracked her. She's here. In the US, she's actually in Peoria, God knows why" Winnie said and took a sip of her coffee, "anyway,since Kate is totally useless, and Abby has kids, and McGee's being hounded by her hormonal rage, I though I'd just come by and be your backup, and before you guys ask, NO, I do NOT know where Mark is" Winnie said.

"You're our backup now?" Gibbs asked.

"Do we have a problem?" Winnie asked.

"Nope" Gibbs smirked as he put the cup to his lips, "no problem at all".

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