A/N: I just have to say that I really enjoyed writing this one and I just love McGee recently. I always did, but there's just something about him this season. *melts*
Feb 11
"In youth we tend to look forward; in old age we tend to look back; in middle age we tend to look worried." - Anon.
"What the hell was that?" Tony DiNozzo yelled, his back slamming into floor as McGee pinned him down.
"It's called a takedown, Tony. You should try it sometime."
Gibbs chuckled from his place on the bench, watching his two agents fight in the middle of the floor. "You taught him that, didn't you?" He whispered, turning to the agent on his left, smiling at her.
"Krav Maga." She explained, smiling too. "McGee learns fast. I thought it would give him an edge to learn a self-defence method that is not familiar to others."
Gibbs nodded, his gaze pulled back to the men. "My edge used to be my aim." He confessed, remembering his days as a Marine. "Patience. Determination."
"Duty." Ziva finished, another burst of yelling from Tony enough to make her smirk.
"You're a good teacher." Gibbs complemented her, watching as McGee teased the older man.
"Come on Tony, you're supposed to be good at hand-to-hand combat."
"Probie, I will break into your apartment and burn every page from your new novel so that your editor hunts you down and-"
Another blow to the stomach knocked the wind from him, his body aching.
This really wasn't fair.
Groaning loudly, he tried ignoring the nagging feeling that he deserved this for the years of torture he'd put McGee through. Then again, that's what Probie's had to put up with. He was Senior Field Agent, damnit.
McGee had turned to talk to Ziva, his back to the other man. Tony knew what he had to do, but it would be a cheap shot considering the younger agent had fought so well...
Deciding his pride was worth more than that, Tony swung both legs around, taking out McGee's ankles. Landing hard on his left side, he barely had time to recover when a gun appeared in front of him. On reflex, he flinched.
"Gotcha, Probie-Wan."
"Cheat." He winced, rubbing his hip.
"You should always watch your six."
"So should you, DiNozzo." Gibbs appeared, a head slap distracting him long enough for McGee to copy his actions, taking out his feet from under him.
