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Just something I decided to do because I love Tony and Tim and would love them to be together. I do not own NCIS or any of the characters; I just like to make them do things in my stories for my own and of course your amusement.

THERE WILL BE M~M SCENES IN THE STORY SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT KIND OF THING DON'T READ.

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Chapter 10

We eventually made it to work an hour later than usual. I figured we would both be fried the minute we walked through the door but the boss was nowhere in sight thank god, although that didn't mean he was already in and just busy elsewhere.

Both myself and McGee walk into the bull pen and sit down at our desks, I notice McGee give out a little wince as he sat down. I chuckle to myself; maybe I went a little rough on him for his first time. I notice Ziva has poked her head up and staring between me and McGee slowly connecting the dots together, then he face gives a little startled lift, bingo she's figured it out now.

"You had sex!" she practically shouts pointing at us.

The grin creeps across my face as I feign ignorance. I can see Probie going bright red in the face still trying to find a comfortable position to sit in.

"I have no idea what you on about Ziva." I try to make it sound convincing.

"Liar" She accuse with a big smile on her face getting up from behind her desk.

"You have you stupid sex smile plastered all over your face Tony, and from what I can gather poor Timothy here cannot sit properly." She practically has to keep herself from laughing as she gestures to McGee.

He looks up at us both still red in the face and takes a few moments clearly trying to think of something to say.

"I…er….I fell off a horse." He spins the lie but not convincingly enough.

I start to laugh loudly and walk up behind Probie putting resting my chin on top of his head.

"Come on, Brokeback even Ziva's not going to buy that one."

He tilts his head so he can look at me slightly.

"McBrokeback? Seriously Tony? He asks

"Seemed appropriate." I shrug

"Have you ever seen that movie Tony?" He goes onto ask.

"Of course I have Probie." I tell him in matter of fact tone.

Ziva giggles slightly.

"Well that explains why you two were late then. Was it good for you Timothy?" She asks

Probie's face goes even redder and he buries his face into his keyboard with a little thud.

"I'm not answering that."

"Why not? Wasn't I good enough?" I tease him.

His head shoots up when I say that too him obviously he thought I was being serious.

"What! No. You were perfect..." He lets the sentence die away.

"I was teasing you McSlim, but hey at least Ziva got her answer." I tell him taking in a deep breath so I can smell the scent of his hair.

"Oooh wait till Abby hears all about this. She will be…how you say over the sun?" Ziva says.

"I think you mean moon."

McGee corrects her before I can. Just at that moment the boss walks through the bullpen.

"Gear up people; we have a dead marine that's been dumped." He says.

"I'll get the truck boss." I say and begin to jog to the elevator.

"No need DiNozzo." He replies.

I stop and turn to look at him wearing the same face as Probie and Ziva.

"Why's that boss, we going green and walking to all our cases?" I ask in a joking manner.

Gibbs just stares at me with his usual stern face and begins to walk to the elevator himself.

"No. Because the dead marine was dumped on our doorstep." He replies in a tone that says this information should have been obvious.

"Wait you mean, the bodies here at NCIS already?" Ziva questions.

Gibbs stops and turns around to face us all, his face now looking sterner than usual and a little pissed off.

"Did I not just say that? The bodies in the car park now let's go!" He barks at us.

We don't need telling anything else after, we all quickly grab our gear and run to the elevator to meet the boss and ride down to the crime scene.

We finally get down the car park and sure enough a crowd has already formed. I find it slightly surprising to be honest even though everyone who works here is always trying to protect the country and investigating deaths, it's still amazing how people will come down and gather around to get a look at a body, I guess it's just human nature though. I let out a deep sigh.

"I hate crowds" I say quietly to McGee who was next to me.

"I know you do, but it's part of the job to have to deal with them." He replies softly.

"Besides, you take care of the crowd and I'll make it up to you." He continues.

I let out a chuckle.

"I see, let me get stuck with dealing with them."

"You know I don't do well with public speaking." Probie replied.

"True. Fair enough Probie I'll take the crowd but you owe me dinner." I say with a smile.

"Deal." He replies a little more upbeat now about the job at hand.

Ziva runs ahead and catches up to Gibbs and the two of them begin to mutter between each other while McGee starts to take photos of the crime scene. I notice my car is right next to scene just outside of the tape so I climb onto the front of it so I can get a better few of everyone. I give out a loud whistle to crowd and they begin to turn around to face me.

"Ok people listen up." I begin to shout out to them.

"We have a job to do here and we want to do it correctly, so that means get your ass back inside unless you have any information that we need."

A few people begin to wander away whereas some stay behind ignoring what I've said to them.

"Hey!" I shout

"Either leave or I will let Agent David here show you her Mossad skills."

At this the rest of crowd begin to make their way back indoors, as I climb off of my car Ziva comes over to me.

"How long have you been using me as threat?" she asks sounding annoyed but amused at the same time.

"Not long, I only use you when I'm desperate." I reply and begin to created sketches of the crime scene.

After around an hour of processing we seem to be almost finished. Ducky turned up with Palmer to collect the body which meant some progress was underway on how the marine died but from the looks of it was a gunshot wound to the chest and then an execution wound to the forehead.

"I've got a trail here." I hear McGee shout over towards us and he begins to walk off following it.

"Alright Probie, I'm right behind you." I call back.

I finish off my final sketch quickly and begin to follow the trail of what seems to be blood drops that McGee has already started on. That's when I hear a muffling noise, like someone was struggling. I pull my gun out just in case and begin to quicken my pace but stay as silent as possible. That's when I hear McGee.

"Tony!" He shouts out in a panicked voice.

I start to run now and as I turn round the set of cars at the end I can McGee being dragged into the back of a black pickup van. McGee spots me and his eyes are wide with fear and close to tears, the kidnappers have managed to get a cloth around his mouth so he can't speak while the other holds his arms down.

"McGee!" I shout to him.

I raise my gun and fire on instinct hitting one of the kidnappers in the shoulder. I hear a low curse come from him and he quickly slams the door shut.

"McGee!" I shout again, I honestly don't even know why I'm shouting to him, I just am.

I start running as fast as my legs will let me go and even then I'm trying to push them past breaking point. I take aim and fire another to shots, one hitting the back door of the van and the other smashing one of the brake lights.

I can feel pain shooting up through my legs as I continue to chase down the van as it runs to the exit, I spot Ziva and Gibbs run out at the end of an aisle of cars, the gunshots and my shouting must of alerted them. The van begins to approach them at a high speed.

"They have McGee!" I shout in order to alert them of the situation.

Gibbs takes position and aims for the tires firing off three shots each one missing it's intend destination. Whereas Ziva begins to run towards the exit ramp. One more turn and it'll be a straight line out of the car park, come on I have to speed up.

I yell out in pain and frustration to myself pushing my body way beyond its limits. I spot a ledge that leads up to the exit, a shortcut. I swear if there is a god I will kiss him when I get up there. I quickly jump up the ledge and begin running to the exit.

The van finally turns its last corner and begins to come right at me. I take aim and fire off another three shots the first two seem to do nothing but crack the glass but the final seems to land home on the passenger side I can see red liquid cover the passenger screen.

Just before I can take aim and fire enough shot the van swerves slightly over and I see Ziva is beside me; how she got there that quick I have no idea. The van is now coming right between me and Ziva with the driver's side being on the same as Ziva and as the van approaches at high speed we both go to dive out of the way but the driver swings his door open thus catching Ziva in mid-air.

The door hits right across the side of her ribs; I'm pretty sure she's going to have some broken ribs from the blow. The van breaks through the barrier and by the time I'm back on my feet and I re-aim its long gone.

I put my gun away on instinct and I feel like my world has just fell apart in front of me, things were going great me and McGee were just getting started. I hear Gibbs finally catching up and running over to Ziva to check her out. He lets out a hand helps pick her up supporting her back with his other arm.

"I'm fine Gibbs. Just a couple broken ribs." She reassures him looking over to me to signal I'm that one they should be checking on.

Everything finally becomes too much for me and I feel my legs begin to wobble, probably from all the running and the shock of what just happened. I feel my knees hit the ground hard but I don't even acknowledge the physical pain as the emotional is far too much to deal with. I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up tears streaming down face to see Gibbs looking down at me with the soft feature of sympathy.

"I…I…couldn't do anything…boss…I seen them pulling him into the van…gagged….he called out and I ran." I began to sob.

"It's ok Tony. You did what you could." Gibbs tried to assure me.

"No!" I snap at him.

"I should of ran faster…I…I should have been able to save him."

"Tony. We will get McGee back don't you worry." He tells me in a matter of fact voice.

"But why take him? Why take my Timothy…My Probie away?" I ask looking up at Gibbs expecting him to answer.

"I don't know Tony, but we're sure as hell going to find out." He tells me.

When Gibbs says stuff like that there is always a tone in his voice and a look on his face that makes a person instantly believe him and puts faith that the job will get done.

Gibbs holds his hand out the help lift me up while he still supports Ziva. I take his hand and he tugs me up into stand with one pull.

"Let's get you check over by Ducky first." He says.

"Boss?" I say and both he and Ziva look at me.

"Yeah Tony?"

"When we find the assholes that did this. I am going to fucking kill everyone last one of them." My tone filled with anger.

Both Gibbs and Ziva stop at these words realising how serious I was about killing the assholes. As I begin to walk ahead making my way back to the NCIS building leaving both agents behind me.

I have my focus and I'll be damned if don't accomplish it and get my Probie back.

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