Gibbs: Ziver…
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"You know I've been thinking…" Tony began.
"Don't hurt yourself." McGee chimed in; simultaneously sending a smile to his left.
"Very funny." He mocked. "No seriously, I've just now realized that I don't have a nick name."
"Who is Nick?" Ziva questioned.
"Don't tell me you don't know what a nick name is?" He gauged her expression. "Okay seriously, you worry me."
Tim interrupted. "What's the big deal anyway? You want one so bad stop using all of yours on me."
"Don't hold your breath Probie."
Tim shook his head. "Why do you want a nick name anyway?"
"I don't know; I mean you guys have one. All the boss ever calls me is Tony, DiNozzo or Shut up."
"Aww, you are jealous yes?" Ziva added; finally picking up on the meaning behind their conversation.
"Please; I am simply making an observation Ziver…"
"Give her your own nick name DiNozzo." Gibbs strode in with his coffee cup and slipped in behind his desk.
Tony nodded. "Will do boss."
"What nick name do you want Tony?" Tim questioned; making clear to Gibbs what they had been discussing.
Tony leaned back in his chair. "Well in college I was called Goldfinger, after the Bond movie and of course, my magic fingers."
Gibbs glare quickly silenced the exchange and it remained that way until it was time to head home. As usual Tony and Gibbs were the last ones to leave.
"Night boss."
"Night No Name."
Tony turned back with a smile. "Very funny boss."
"Nothing funny about it." Gibbs replied with a shrug. "It's you DiNozzo."
"How so?"
"You were just some no named cop from Baltimore right?" He stood up and patted him on the back as he passed. "Now look at ya."
"Aww gee, thanks boss. I'm gonna start calling you Papa Bear." He met Gibbs stare and shook his head. "Then again, boss is good too."