A week. It had been a week since Tim met Tony formally.
A week of nothing. Complete nothing.

Tony had done nothing of importance over the span of the seven days. He had gone to work and came home. Every day. The same thing. Over and over and over again.

Tim was starting to get worried.

As he sat on his couch, watching an old episode of Star Trek, he thought over the meeting.

Maybe Tony was onto him. Maybe because he had met Tim, he was going to lay low for a little, stay safe.

His thoughts were interrupted by a rhythmic knock on Tim's door.

He jumped off the couch and hurried over, opening the door to see a grinning Tony DiNozzo.

"Mr. DiNozzo.." Tim gulped.

"Hey Timmy! I was in the neighborhood and decided to stop by." Tony invited himself in and stepped past Tim, looking around his home.

"Uh.." Tim stood at the door, dazed.

"Nice place ya got!" Tony walked around and plopped himself on the couch.

"Wo-Would you like a drink?" Tim asked as he shook himself out of his daze and closed the door.

"A beer would be nice."

Tim walks into the kitchen and grabbed two beers. He knew he would need one after talking to DiNozzo.

"Thanks, gorgeous." Tony took the beer from Tim and pulled him down on to the couch.

Tim groaned slightly as he was seated right next to Tony.

Tony just smiled and watched Tim.

"...How's Jensen getting along?" Tim asked softly.

"Jensen Collins? How do you know him? The kid's a genius.." Tony raised his eyebrows as he remembered the kid who had come up with the name of the man sitting next to him.

"I trained him. Taught him everything he knows...I went to MIT just like him." Tim answered.

"Ah.." Tony nodded and turned his attention towards the tv as he snuck his arm around Tim's shoulder.

The entire room was silent, except for the tv, for about ten minutes before tiny spoke up.

"Now..How long have you been following me?" Tony asked as he drank his beer.

Tim's face went pale.

"You can tell me. I won't hurt you." Tony turned to Tim and put his hand on the younger man's face.

"A few we-weeks." Tim stuttered.

"Why?" Tony moved his hand so that he was massaging Tim's ear.

"Your..Your wife told me to." Tim melted into a puddle of McGee as Tony rubbed and massaged his ear.

"Why would she ask that?" Tony grinned at Tim's small moans.

"Thought you were cheating on her." Tim said softly.

"Though, we are almost completely divorced, I guess she'll be right for the time being." Tony put his and Tim's beer on the coffee table and strongly pushed on Tim's chest, causing him to fall onto his back.

"Who are you cheating with?" Tim asked shakily as Tony climbed on top of him.

"You." Tony smirked.

The last thing Tim could remember before Tony took over was Tony's lips against his.


A bit of a twist. ^_^

I'll try and update again tomorrow.