[From Mind Games]
"A whole week of TAD with Gibbs I can smell the fun already." She told the others sarcastically.
"Yea well it's not all the pleasant for us either." Claire snapped back with a glare. Paula looked at her in slight surprise at her tone. With a sigh Claire shook her head and walked off down the hallway. Agent Cassidy looked back at the remaining agents questioningly.
"It's been a tough month." McGee muttered apologetically as he sorted through paperwork.
"Right now Gibbs pretty much hates everyone Paula." Tony told her, a sad tinge in his voice.
"And Claire hates me." He muttered and he started down the hallway to follow after her.
Claire's POV:
I walked into the women's bathroom and leaned against the counter. I had to get a grip on my emotions. With everything going on it just piled up inside me and Tony wasn't helping anything. Why didn't it ever occur to him that maybe I liked his company and it hurt that he was devoting every waking moment to the blonde in our office. And now I had to spend a whole week with her too. I rubbed my face with a groan and looked into the mirror. However, a familiar figure was standing silently behind me, making me nearly jump out of my skin.
"God, Tony what are you doing here?!" I asked, placing a hand on my chest to calm myself and took a deep breath. Tony smirked but didn't say anything. With an eye roll I turned back to the mirror and wiped my eyes, trying to ignore his presence.
"You know if someone comes in and sees you here, we'll be the talk of the building and not in a good way." I told him, trying to get him out of here. Tony nodded in thought before reaching over and locking the door.
"There, now no one will be coming in to interrupt us." He answered with a smug smile. I finally turned to look at him. I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned back against the counter.
"What do you want Tony?" I asked irritably. He didn't say anything but just grazed his eyes over my face with a worried expression.
"Something is eating you and I want to know what." He told me sincerely.
"I'm fine, nothing is eating at me." I countered, not even trying to make it a believable lie. Tony shook his head.
"No, you're not. All the physical abuse and digs at Paula are not typical for you." He told him, pointing at me accusingly. I stared at him stoically, trying to crush the easy smile on his face.
"Is this about something I did…..like did I offend you in some way. Is that why you're so mad at me?" he asked, realizing that I wasn't going to spill so easily. My face immediately hardened even more.
"Ok, so I did do something?" he asked, already knowing the answer. I watched him warily as he walked towards me and placed his hands on my shoulders, looking down at me with a soft expression.
"I'm sorry." He told me.
"For what?" I asked, raising my brow questioningly. Tony glanced around nervously.
"For whatever it was that I did to upset you?..." he told me with a wince. He doesn't even know! This made me mad. I scoffed at him before shoving his hands off of me harshly. Tony watched me with a stunned expression.
"You don't even know! Tony, if you don't know what you did then don't bother apologizing just to appease me." I spat at him angrily. Tony tried to reach out for me again but I jerked away, my arms still crossed over my chest.
"But if you would just tell me then I would know." He reasoned pleadingly. I almost gave in at the look he was giving me, but this wasn't something to just brush off. He had to realize how serious this was to me. I am not the type of person to just be brushed aside without second thought.
"Yea well if our friendship meant anything to you then I wouldn't have to tell you." I insisted before unlocking the door and walking out, leaving Tony behind with a hurt expression on his face.