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Ch 11 – Interrogation

McGee knew that Gibbs wasn't one for idle chit-chat. However, McGee had glanced over at Gibbs several times and noticed the tension on his face. "Uh, boss? Everything okay?"

Gibbs sighed. "No Tim. This whole stalker thing with Tony may really complicate our investigation. I'll save the details for later, but this idiot Schmidt has been putting the moves on Tony for a while." Gibbs paused as he glanced at McGee to see him gaping at him. Gibbs gave a little snort. "Yeah, I actually saw him yesterday. When I came out to talk to you and Ziva, he accosted Tony in the bar." Gibbs grew silent again and frowned. McGee knew there was more to the story.

McGee hesitated before quietly asking, "So, Tony knows this guy?"

"Tony has been to the club a few times, but not for a while because of Schmidt hitting on him. He, uh, also met Commander Adams there." Gibbs took one hand of the steering wheel and ran it down his face and took a deep breath. "Look, McGee, it turns out that Greg, uh, Commander Adams, was involved in a, ummm, BDSM relationship with Schmidt. According to Tony, Adams was supposed to seduce Tony and get him back to a private room Schmidt has at the bar."

McGee was astonished and was reduced to nervous stuttering. "G-G-Gibbs, um, are you, um, saying that Tony is, um, you, know, gay?"

Gbbs shook his head and grinned. "Not exactly, Tim. He's bisexual, and, um, so am I." At that moment they pulled up to Majestic and Gibbs switched off the ignition and turned to McGee. "Tim, one of the things we are going to talk about tonight is the fact that Tony and I are seeing each other." Gibbs had to laugh of the stunned look on McGee's face. "You okay there, McGee?"

McGee opened and closed his mouth a few times before he could think of what to say. "Wow, Gibbs, um, so how long? I mean, don't get me wrong." McGee drew in a deep breath to calm himself. "I'm happy for you guys. You've always been close, I, uh, just never thought…"

"Hey, McGee. Relax. We've only been on one date. We didn't plan on announcing anything for a while, but with this case, well, we wanted to tell all of you now."

McGee nodded in understanding. "I get it, boss. You know, Tony is like a brother to me, so anything I can do to help. I take it Abby already knows?"

"Yeah, we told her yesterday when we had her run the prints. Tony thinks Schmidt may be involved in Commander Adams' murder. It's also possible that he is Tony's stalker."

McGee nodded again and made to open the door. "Okay then. Let's go get this asshole!"

Gibbs called out before McGee climbed out. "Uh, McGee? Thanks for having Tony's back."

McGee simply nodded and smiled. "I got your back too, boss." McGee smiled at Gibbs and climbed out of the car. Thirty minutes later, after a cursory search of Brian's private room and bagging all of the implements that could have caused the injuries to Greg's body, they had Brian in cuffs in the back of the sedan. McGee chuckled as he none to carefully placed the man in the backseat, causing him to bump his head on the doorframe. Gibbs couldn't hide a smirk.

Meanwhile back at NCIS, Tony and Ziva were sitting in the break room, each of them assessing the other. After several minutes of silence, Ziva said quietly. "Are you going to tell me what is going on, Tony? You know we are friends, so you can tell me anything."

Tony looked her dead in the eye. "Thanks, Ziva." Tony ran a finger around the rim of his coffee cup. "I know you think I'm an oversexed frat boy, but I have been lying to you - for a long time, and I'm sorry." He looked up at Ziva with sad eyes. He was afraid that she would be angry, but instead she just smiled at him.

"Tony, after working with you all of these years I have come to read you pretty well. Yes, you have had us all believing your dating stories, but something has changed, yes?" Ziva cocked her head to the side. "Forgive me for asking, Tony, but do you also date men?"

Tony's eyes locked on Ziva's. He sat up straight steeling himself for Ziva's reaction. "Yeah, Ziva. There have been a few."

Ziva grinned back at Tony. "I thought so. You haven't given anything away, but I have noticed, um, things."

Tony narrowed his eyes and looked at Ziva quizzically. "What things?"

"It does not matter. Tony," Ziva said as she reached out and squeezed Tony's hand, "It is okay. I do not have a problem with you being gay."

"M'not gay, Ziva," Tony mumbled, "It's called bisexual."

"Well, whatever it is called, I do not mind." Ziva squeezed his hand again and smiled warmly at Tony.

"Thanks Ziva, but what if I told you I am currently dating a man." Tony closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Not just any man either. I am dating Gibbs." Tony winced expecting a negative reaction from Ziva.

"Gibbs?" Ziva looked at him with wide eyes. She chuckled, "Well that would explain why Gibbs seems so different lately! How long have you been dating?"

Tony laughed. "Since Tuesday. I think you can thank me for Gibbs letting us go home early this week."

Ziva also laughed. "Well, you have a positive effect on him." Ziva sobered and held Tony's gaze. "Tony, I am very happy for you, for both of you. I should be more surprised, but I am not. Somehow, it just seems…right."

Tony stood and pulled Ziva to her feet. He pulled her into a hug and whispered in her ear, "I love him, Ziva." Ziva pulled back and held Tony at arm's length.

"I can tell," she smiled warmly at Tony. "Does anyone else know?"

Tony rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled. "Well, we had to tell Abby yesterday when we had her run prints from flowers some stalker keeps leaving me." At Ziva's concerned look, Tony continued, "Yeah, we'll talk about that at Gibbs' house tonight. My apparent stalker may be the bartender. I have a feeling he is also involved in the murder of Commander Adams, who I knew."

Ziva's eyes narrowed. "Did you date the Commander, Tony?"

Tony sighed, "Not really. Look, I don't want to have to retell this story a million times. You'll get all the details later." Tony looked at his watch. "McGee and the boss should be getting back with Schmidt. We better get back to work." Tony went to refill his coffee and turned to Ziva, who was walking toward the door. "Hey Ziva? Um, thanks, " he said with a sincere smile.

Ziva nodded and smiled back. "You are quite welcome, Tony. I am happy for you."

Tony made it back to the bullpen to find McGee and Gibbs sitting at their desks. "Did you get him, boss?"

Gibbs looked up at Tony and smiled. "Yeah, he's cooling off in holding. I figured we get some lunch and then he and I are going to have a little chat. Ziver, you're with me. Chinese okay for everyone?" With a chorus of "thanks, boss", Gibbs and Ziva left.

In the elevator, Ziva turned to Gibbs and smiled. "Tony told me that you are now dating." Gibbs just grinned and nodded. Ziva placed a hand on Gibbs' arm. "I am very happy for both of you."

"Thanks, Ziva. Means a lot."

Back in the bullpen, Tony noticed McGee staring at him. "I got something on my face, McStaring?"

McGee blushed and walked over to Tony's desk. "Um, no. Look, Tony, Gibbs told me about your new, um, relationship."

Tony raised his eyebrows and cocked his head to the side. "You have a problem with that?"

McGee gaped at Tony. "God, Tony, no! I told Gibbs and I'll tell you; I am happy for you. I think you guys will be good for each other." McGee smiled when he saw the million dollar DiNozzo smile on Tony's face.

"Thanks, Probie. We were going to tell you all eventually, but…" Tony shrugged.

"I know. Gibbs told me about this Schmidt guy and how you sort of knew the Commander."

Tony's head dropped to his chest and he sighed. "Yeah, it's a mess, but we'll tell you all about it tonight."

A few minutes later, Abby practically bounced into the bullpen shouting, "Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs". She stopped when she noticed Tony and McGee both looking at her in amusement. "Um, where's the bossman? I have some more information about the prints. Um, Tony, the flowers today, ummm…" Abby trailed off.

Tony laughed and stood to face Abby with a big grin on his face. "It's okay, Abs. Gibbs let our little Timmy in on the big secret."

Abby put a hand over her heart and exhaled, "Oh thank God!" She looked at McGee and frowned, "Timmy, I'm sorry, but you know I couldn't…" McGee stood and pulled her into a hug.

"Shh, I know you couldn't tell me. You never break your promises." He released Abby and pressed a gentle kiss on her lips.

Tony beamed at the display. "Awwww, McRomantic!" Abby reached out and gave Tony a Gibbs-worthy head slap.

Gibbs and Ziva had just walked in and Gibbs chuckled. "Why are you smacking DiNozzo, Abs? That's my job"

Abby put her hands on her hips and announced, "He was being an ass, Gibbs!"

Gibbs kissed her cheek. "Join us, Abs? We bought plenty."

Abby beamed at Gibbs and grabbed a pair of chopsticks. Soon, they were all gathered around Gibbs' desk. When they were nearly finished eating, Gibbs asked, "So, you find anything out about Thorson, Abs?"

Abby went to McGee's computer and pulled up the information she had found. "Yeah, Thorson and this Schmidt guy are cousins."

Suddenly, Gibbs, Tony, Ziva and McGee were on their feet standing in front of the plasma. Tony gasped when their driver's licenses appeared on the screen. He took a couple of steps back and sat on the edge of Gibbs' desk.

Gibbs walked over and placed a hand on Tony's shoulder and quietly asked, "What is it, Tony?"

Tony was shaking, but managed to croak out, "Thorson. Jesus Christ, Gibbs! That's the new pizza delivery guy! Remember?"

Gibbs glanced up at the plasma, and shouted. "Abs, talk to me!"

Abby, McGee and Ziva traded looks before Abby spoke up, "Well, their mothers are sisters. Thorson grew up in Alexandria. His mother is a homemaker and is father is an investment banker. He is currently attending a local community college. He got kicked out of Virginia Tech a year ago because of a theft charge and several public intox charges. He's currently on probation, but I haven't been able to get a hold of his probation officer." Abby paused for a moment and looked between Gibbs and Tony. "Um, Gibbs, he also matches the description of the guy who delivered the flowers to Tony this morning."

Tony stood silently for a few minutes and collected himself. He suddenly stood up straight and exclaimed, "Great. Brian or Brad? Either one of these assholes could be stalking me!" Tony closed his eyes and leaned his head back.

Gibbs cupped Tony's face in his hands and said quietly, "Hey! It could be either or both of them." He looked straight into frightened eyes green eyes as he caressed Tony's cheek. "I'm going to go talk to Schmidt and find out. I promise you Tony, this ends now."

Tony smiled weakly at Gibbs as he leaned into his touch. "I know, Jethro. Let's end this." Tony and Gibbs stared at each other for a few moments.

The sound of sniffling broke the spell, and they turned to see Abby with her head resting against McGee's shoulder. Two tears silently ran down her cheeks. "Awwww, you guys are so cute!"

Gibbs smiled and walked over to Abby. He placed a kiss on her cheek. "Okay. You did good work Abs. Now I need you to process the evidence McGee and I brought back." Abby fired off a salute and headed for her lab.

Gibbs turned to the rest of his team and saw them all smiling at him. He rolled his eyes before barking, "You three, observation!"

Brian Schmidt sat silently in interrogation, tapping his fingers on the table. A few minutes later, Gibbs burst through the door and tossed a heavy file on the table. He sat down and rifled through the file before pulling out several crime scene and autopsy photos. Tony, McGee and Ziva watched from observation on the other side of the one-way glass.

Ziva observed Schmidt's reaction as Gibbs continued to ignore him. "I see why you call him creepy, Tony." Ziva shuddered as she watched their suspect leer at their boss.

Tony didn't comment. He was closely watching Gibbs and hoped that Brian didn't do anything to set Gibbs off. The last thing they needed was Gibbs beating the crap out of him!

Once Gibbs had the photos set out in front of Brian, he cleared his throat. "You know this guy?" Gibbs remained calm, giving nothing away.

Brian gave the photos a cursory glance and looked up to meet Gibbs' eyes. "He was my slave, Agent Gibbs." Brian gave an evil grin at Gibbs.

Gibbs gave Brian a crooked smile and shook his head. "You always beat and stab your "slaves?" Gibbs asked.

Brian's grin faded and he leaned across the table. "I didn't stab anyone! Yes, I punished my slave when he needed it, but I did NOT kill him."

Gibbs stared into the cold eyes across from him. "So, any idea who did?"

"I could guess, but I couldn't prove it."

Gibbs smacked his hand down hard on the table. "WHO?"

Brian flinched and furrowed his brow. "If I had to guess, I would say it was my dumb ass cousin, Brad. He liked my slave. I think he wanted him for himself. I shared him; he was good but didn't give me what I really wanted." A feral look flashed in Brian's eyes. "And I think you know what that is."

Gibbs glared at Brian, anger building in him. Gibbs took in a deep breath to calm himself before chuckling. "Yeah, I know what you want. I've heard all about you. Well, you may want him, but you can't have him." It was Gibbs' turn to lean across the table. In a low, threatening tone, Gibbs stated coldly, "He's mine!" Gibbs got up from the table and left the room. He instructed the agent in the hall to take Brian back to holding.

Tony, Ziva and McGee exited observation to find Gibbs leaning against the wall. "What now, boss?" Tony asked.

"I want everything there is on Thorson. Ziva, McGee, get a location on this guy and bring him in. He works for Tony's favorite pizza place, so start there. Tony, you're with me."

McGee nodded at Gibbs. "We're on it boss," he said as he and Ziva turned to head up to the bullpen.

Gibbs pulled Tony into the nearest stairwell. He took Tony's hands in his and quietly asked, "How you doing, Tone?"

Tony looked into Gibbs' eyes and sighed. "I'm okay, Jethro." He leaned in placed a kiss on Gibbs' lips. "I just want this to be over. I just don't get what the deal is with these guys. I mean, where the hell do I fit into all of this?"

Gibbs pulled Tony into a hug needing to feel close to him. "I don't know, but now that the team is onboard we'll figure it out." Gibbs squeezed Tony's hands, "Come on, let's go see if McGee and Ziva have a location on Thorson."

They took the stairs and arrived in the bullpen to see McGee on the phone. "Yeah, got it. Thanks." McGee stood up and approached the two men. "Um, boss, I was just talking to Metro. The pizza place said Thorson started working there a couple of weeks ago. That was about the time one of their delivery drivers disappeared."

Gibbs eyebrows shot up. "Disappeared, McGee?"

McGee frowned and brought up a picture on the plasma. "Yeah, boss. This guy, Mike Willis." Gibbs and McGee both turned when Tony gasped.

"Jesus, Gibbs! That was my regular delivery guy! The other night I asked Brad, uh Thorson, if Mike finally got a night off. He said that he was sick or out of town or something." Tony walked up to McGee. "What did Metro say?"

McGee saw the concern on Tony's face. He fidgeted for a moment before answering. "He was found dead in an alley about two blocks from your apartment building a week ago. Metro's ME said he died from two gunshot wounds to the chest."

Tony went to his desk and dropped down in his chair. "He was a nice guy. We'd chat for a few minutes when he brought my pizzas. He worked most nights trying to earn money to pay for school. He planned on being a lawyer."

Ziva glanced at Tony before announcing, "I put out a BOLO on his car. He drives a 2008 Toyota Corolla with Virginia plates TWP 769."

McGee stood and walked over to Gibbs. "Metro is going to copy us on everything they have. They will have a courier deliver it tomorrow morning."

Gibbs ran a hand down his face. "Okay. We've got Schmidt in holding. I doubt Thorson knows we're looking for him. McGee, can you get updates on the BOLO out of the office?"

McGee looked confused for a moment. "Uh, yeah boss. I will bring my laptop to your house."

Gibbs looked at Tony and frowned. "DiNozzo, you're with me." Tony slowly rose and grabbed his gun and backpack. He turned to Ziva and McGee. "I'm gonna take Tony home. I'll see both of you tonight. Let Abby, Ducky and Palmer know we're still on, okay?"

Ziva smiled as Tony and Gibbs prepared to leave. "Of course, Gibbs. We will stay and follow up on what we have." She stood and walked over to the two men. "Tony, we will get to the bottom of this." Tony nodded at her. "You two go and rest. Do not worry about food; we will take care of it." With that, Ziva pushed the two men toward the elevator.

Gibbs kissed her on the cheek, "Thanks Ziver. You too, Tim." He put a protective arm around Tony, not caring if anyone saw them, "Come on, DiNozzo. Let's get you home."