[From Honor Code]
Claire's POV:
As I was heading back to the office Tony greeted me as we met along the walkway next to their desks.
"Gibbs got Connell talking yet?" I asked.
"Lawyer won't let him talk so Gibbs is giving him the old 'stare'." Tony told me lowly as we stood face to face, Tony staring down at me. I bit my lip, trying to reign in my smile. I watched as Tony's eyes flickered down to my lips and grinned even more. Before either of us could even think about doing something I caught sight of Ziva coming up to meet us. She scrunched up her face in distasted and brushed past us.
"Gibbs does it much better." She told him, already guessing what he was trying to mimic.
"Bringing an apple for teacher?" Tony teased as we watched Ziva put an apple on McGee's.
"It's for McGee, he's been very generous in helping me adjust to this new city." She explained.
"So you're giving him an apple?" Tony deadpanned as he sat down, opening up a file.
"It's a small gesture." Ziva sighed, sitting back at her own desk.
"Well if you want to thank him why don't you just get him a date." Tony chuckled. I slapped the back of his head as Ziva rolled her eyes.
"Gibbs wants to know if you've got anything he can use on Connell." Tony asked her seriously, changing the subject.
"Frank Connell is a deacon at his church, never at a violation let alone a parking ticket, and he calls his mother every Sunday. The man is spick and spam." She frowned. I pursed my lips and looked up at her.
"The saying is spick and span." I corrected.
"Spam Is lunchmeat." Tony added in explanation.
"Oh….then what exactly is span?" she asked, looking at us in confusion as Tony took the file in her hands.
"Span is….." he glanced around in thought. That's a good question…..
"…I'll get back to you on that." He dismissed, walking back to his desk. I shrugged his direction when he shot me a questioning look.
"In my opinion Frank Connell is not involved in this." Ziva told him.
"Well good I'll let Gibbs know right away because he loves to hear our…opinions." Tony mused sarcastically, shooting her a look.
"He's distracted by his affections for Zach. And he's not the only one." Ziva pointed out with a sigh, muttering the last part under her breath. I shot her a glare, knowing full well who she was indicating.
"Gibbs doesn't get distracted. And Claire isn't easily swayed when it comes to the job." Tony bristled.
"What do you call it then?" Ziva asked cooly.
"Boss, moves in mysterious ways. Get this to him." Tony answered and tossed a file onto her desk. She rolled her eyes.
"Why me?" she asked.
"Because we're going to go see your little buddy McGee." Tony answered, swiping the apple off his desk and yanking me along after him.
"Hey put that back!" she called out.
"I'm just bringing it to him." Tony countered innocently with a hidden grin. Once we entered the elevator I waited a few moments before shutting it down. Tony turned to look at me curiously but before he could get a word out I quickly slanted my lips hungrily over his. Tony of course had no objections and wound his arms around my waist, pulling me in closer. After a brief make-out I pulled back for some air.
"What was that for? Not that I'm complaining." He smirked down at me, not releasing me from his hold.
"We were interrupted before I could act on that sexy look you were giving me earlier." I told him with a cheeky grin. Tony chuckled.
"This one?" he asked innocently and stared down at me with the smolder that always weakened my knees. I growled playfully and pecked his lips once more and turning the power on once more.
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As the elevator stopped down by Abby's lab, I quickly jerked away from the steamy kiss Tony and I were sharing, leaving him blinking owlishly before getting himself together. Now that we were keeping it a secret I enjoyed testing him by doing something seductive before abruptly leaving him high and dry. Sauntering in Tony took another bite out of the apple as he walked into the lab behind me.