A STOLEN MOMENT
SUMMARY: A little moment between father and son. Takes place after "Always Be Mine".
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For two weeks straight the team had done nothing but work nonstop and they were drained. Gibbs couldn't help but steal glances at the man he'd adopted a short two months before. A very short two months before and they hadn't had as much time together as Gibbs would have liked.
It was for that reason that, that night, instead of letting Tony go on his own way, which was bed, he insisted that his child join him in the basement.
"Why don't you pick a book," Gibbs suggested with a small smile.
"Be right back," Tony promised, happy to spend some time with his dad. He'd missed the man who'd adopted him more then he thought possible considering he did actually see him every day…but it hadn't been the same.
It only took a couple minutes before the two men were in the basement, one working on the boat and the other reading aloud at his dad's insistence.
After reading several pages Tony shut the book and gave a half glare, "I'm too old for this."
"Too old for what son?" Gibbs looked up from where he was working.
"Da-ad," The younger man would never admit he'd whined, "I'm sitting here reading out loud...this book. I'm not twelve; I'm not a child."
"I was getting into it," His dad shrugged.
"Were not," His son growled, his face heating up in a blush, secretly pleased this his dad seemed to want him to read out loud.
"You telling me," Gibbs went on, ignoring the heat in his son's face, "that you can go watch that…vampire movie but you can't read that book to your dad?"
Tony protested, "Abby dragged me to watch them! I'm more a James Bond man myself…"
A raised eyebrow caused the younger man to blush as he looked away. His dad chuckled, "Just keep reading son."
Tony bit his lip, not sure if his dad truly wanted him to read or if he was just trying to humor him…though why the older man would feel the need to humor him he wasn't sure but still…one could never really tell.
There were two truths that Tony would never now. When he had thought himself to be all of twelve, he'd admitted to the older Agent that his dad had never read to him nor allowed him to read aloud, stating that it distracted him and his voice was annoying.
It had been for that reason that Gibbs had first encouraged the twelve year old to read out loud to him. Now though, he truly did want his son to read to him. Gibbs would never admit it to anyone other than himself but he loved the sound of his son's voice, volume increasing as he got excited and decreasing as he felt the intensity of the words.
"Go on," Dad encouraged son, "You said the movies were good. I don't think I could sit through one but I like books."
With that Tony nodded his head, blush still in place, "The door swung open at once. A tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there. She had a very stern face…"
Gibbs grinned, losing himself in his work as his son's voice flowed over him. For all that happened, for all that they had and didn't have, it was these moments….these stolen moments, that meant the world to him.
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A/N3: Just a reminder, the FIRST person to correctly guess the book (including chapter) that I quoted will be allowed to choose an idea you'd like to see written for this series of one-shots. Good luck to all who want to guess!
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