Tony woke in a daze to find himself been engulfed by something. It bound his arms tightly to his sides and tried to choke him. He started to panic, sweating and squirming. He kicked his legs and tried to get free but became more tangled. Quick, sharp, loud breaths of panic were mixed with tears that he couldn't stop. Suddenly he felt cool air rush over him.
"Tony, you ok?" Gibbs said looking at Tony in a concerned way. "You were tangled in the sheets," he told him. Tony just sat up. "Tony, what's wrong, your crying," Gibbs said in an alarmed voice.
"Just...Nothing," Tony said as he wiped his face roughly, as if trying to get rid of the tears.
"It's just what? You can tell me," Gibbs said softly as he pulled Tony close.
"Well, it's just..." there was a long pause and Gibbs suddenly felt worried, what if he'd found out the Abby and he had gotten naked and... No, how could it? "Well, I keep having this same dream and I hate it, I hate it," Tony said.
"Tell me about it," Gibbs said. Tony didn't hesitate, something about Gibbs voice made it sound almost like if he told the dream Gibbs would scare it away.
"I'm sitting in a living room and someone walks in, whether it is McGee or you, Abby or Ziva, Ducky or Jimmy... Anyone, and they walk in with Jeanne then they leave and Jeanne sits with me and we start talking then she kisses me... It's feels so god damn real," Tony said before he put his head on Gibbs' shoulder and let out a sob which he desperately tried to hold back.
"It's ok.... Shhh, it's ok," Gibbs said.
XxX
The next day at work it was a quiet day; there was no case and nothing to talk about. McGee kept sending IM's to Abby which had finny little gif images he'd made and vice versa.
Ziva emailed and txt friends and occasionally send a txt to Tony just for the fun of it. Tony sat and stared at Gibbs for most of the time and if he wasn't doing that then he would throw paper planes at McGee.
Gibbs was well aware of what each of his agents were up to. He didn't look up from the paper he was reading all day, except for the couple of trips to the head. By 5.00 he'd had enough of it and was about to tell everyone to go home when Vance came down.
"DiNozzo, come with me," he said. Everyone looked up and watched as Tony followed Vance back to his office.
"What's going on?" Ziva asked. Gibbs' gut told him something was not right.
"I don't know," Gibbs said as he got up and headed for the director's office. Before he could bust in Gibbs was greeted by Vance outside his office.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Nothing you need to worry about just yet," Vance told him. Gibbs went to step past Vance. "I wouldn't if I were you," he warned.
"I'll do what I want," Gibbs growled before pushing his way into Vance's office. His eyes widened and he all but growled at the sight in front of him.
"Told you so," Vance said before pulling him out of his office.
XxX
"Here they come," Abby said as she pointed to the stairs. Gibbs was flying down the stairs with Vance hot on his heels.
"Please then, explain why the hell she is here!" Gibbs fumed as he went to his desk.
"Why don't you ask her when they've finished," Vance suggested.
"I'll do more than ask her," Gibbs threatened before retrieving his Sig.
"What's going on?' Abby asked. Vance ignored her but when she tapped his shoulder and looked ready to kill him he answered. This gave Gibbs enough time to get up to the office.
"Tony, get over here," Gibbs said as he walked in.
"Jethro..." Tony was silenced as Gibbs raised his hand. Tony walked over.
"It's ok, she just wants to talk," Tony whispered.
"I don't care," Gibbs said. "I saw the email, heard the messages left on your phone, tell me why?"
"What emails? What messages?" Tony asked.