Lost Love Found Love!
Chapter 8: Just To Clarify
Team Gibbs is in the midst of more misunderstandings, wrong conclusions and clarifications. Enjoy!
Disclaimer 1: I rarely, if ever, write cannon. I write how the story takes me.
Disclaimer 2: I don't own NCIS or their characters. To clarify, I OWN NOTHING.
McGee's Apartment
As sweat pours off of her naked body in rivulets, Ziva arches her back and screams. Ziva is not sure if she will be able to take much more of this torture. She is having trouble catching her breath as her body slowly calms down. Tim has been eating his dessert and very thoroughly licking the bowl clean for the last 30 minutes. He has just brought Ziva to her fourth climax. Ziva tries to speak but her throat is raw from screaming for the past half hour.
Ziva looks down her body and smiles as she notices her hands are still fisted with patches of brownish blonde hair in each hand still pressing the head that the brownish blonde hair belongs to into her core. She slowly opens her hands and releases the head. As the head looks up a pair of green eyes meet her brown ones. As Tim continues to look into her eyes he smiles and very slowly licks his lips. Ziva gives him a sultry smile as she crooks her finger telling him to come here.
Tim slowly begins to crawl up her body but he stops at her breasts and takes the left nipple into his mouth. The smile leaves Ziva face as she hisses and arches her body at the contact. Tim uses his teeth to gently scrape back and forth on her nipple. Ziva starts to moan as the sensation is sending electric shocks through her body. Tim gently bites down on the nipple and Ziva moans out Tim's name as the pleasure/pain ignites the flames in her body. Ziva thought they would rest a while but Tim quickly has her body strumming again.
Tim is about to go to Ziva's other breast but she grabs his head before he gets there and tugs him upward. She needs him deep within her immediately and is not willing to let him continue his foreplay. When they are nose to nose, Ziva crashes her lips unto his. Tim is content to go on kissing Ziva the rest of the night but the ninja is not having it. She reaches down and wraps her small hands around Tim's shaft and lightly begins to stroke him. Tim moans as her hands feel so good on him. Ziva positions the head of Tim's shaft at her entrance and looks into his eyes silently pleading for him to complete the union. Tim captures her lips again as he plunges into her depths. Ziva rakes her nails down Tim's back as the feeling of him filling her once again as only he can sends pleasure throughout her body.
Tim remains motionless buried deep inside of Ziva. He always feels like he is home when they are locked together like this, the most intimate of ways. Tim slowly starts to rock in and out of Ziva as she wraps her legs around his waist. Ziva is mewling now as the pleasure intensifies. Tim has settled into a nice comfortable pace. Tim loves the intimacy of the coupling and does not rush to get to the completion of the act. Unfortunately for him Ziva is not interested in a marathon session right now. She is finally getting what she so desperately needed; her man plunging deep into her nether regions. Normally she would allow Tim to go at his pace but her body is demanding more.
"Tim please" Ziva moans out.
Hearing the urgency in her voice and sensing her need for completion; Tim stops and gently removes Ziva legs from around his waist. He bends her knees back onto her chest. Ziva eyes grow wide as she realizes she is wide open to Tim now. He leans down and kisses her before plunging back into her depths. Ziva is once again screaming as Tim starts hammering into her. Neither of them are in control of their minds as the smacking of their bodies and the almost unbearable pleasure coursing through them is driving their primitive urges now. Tim is hitting bottom on every stroke now. Ziva feels the orgasm building in her and doesn't know if she will be able to survive it. Tim is also racing toward his completion as he manages to find another gear. That extra gear is Ziva's undoing. She screams his name as the dam burst and the floodgates open. Her internal vaginal muscles clinch around Tim causing him to also reach his peak.
After Tim has emptied what felt like every drop of fluid in his body into Ziva, he wants nothing more than to remain as he is, deep inside his woman. He knows even though she wouldn't complain, this is not a comfortable position for Ziva to relax in. Without breaking their connection, he raises a little just so he can let her legs straighten out. Once this is done he gathers Ziva into his arms and slowly rolls them over so Ziva is now lying on top of him. Ziva hums as this is exactly where she wants to be.
Ziva smiles as Tim places his hand on her ass and squeezes. They are both content to lay like this the rest of the night. Unfortunately, as good as it feels to be buried inside of Ziva that particular part of a man's anatomy is not made to remain hard forever. Tim's shaft softens and finally exits Ziva. Tim knows Ziva is not going to move. If she had been in any other position, she would be up immediately but when she is lying on him like this she will be sleep in no time. Ziva found out a while ago that lying on Tim with his hand on her ass was like a sleeping pill to her. She finds it soothing.
Normally, Tim would get them both up, so they could shower but tonight he forgoes that. He doesn't think either one of them has the strength to make it to the shower. Since all their carnal activities had been done above the covers, they wouldn't have to worry about changing the sheets. He would change the top cover tomorrow. Tim uses his foot to maneuver the folded comforter they kept at the foot of the bed up to where he could reach it. He unfolds it and spreads it over them. Ziva has barely moved except to snuggle her face further into Tim's neck. The sound of her soft snores brings a smile to Tim's face. He loves everything about this woman, including her snoring. With a hand on her ass and one caressing her back, Tim follows her into dream land.
Tim's alarm goes off the following morning. He rolls them over so that Ziva is now on her back. He gets up and smiles down at his sleepy mate before bending and picking her up. Ziva wraps her arms around his neck as she snuggles her face into the crook of his neck. Tim walks into the bathroom and stands Ziva on her feet so he can turn on the shower. After Tim turns the water on he takes Ziva into his arms. Ziva wraps her arms around his waist and they just stand there embracing each other content to let the water just beat down on them. Once they have their shower and get dressed, Ziva tells Tim to go ahead to work and she will stop and get the coffee. She gives him a loving kiss goodbye before letting him leave.
Tim is in the bullpen working on cold cases with a smile on his face. He felt great. The loving Ziva had given him was still radiating throughout his body. As Tim continued to work on his cold case Ziva came into the bullpen with the coffee. She put one on Tim's desk and can't help but notice the big smile on his face.
"Good morning agent David" Tim greets her.
Wearing a pretty big smile herself, Ziva greets him back "Good morning agent McGee."
With a devious smirk on his face, Tim asks "Did you sleep well?"
Smiling at the game Tim has decided to play with her this morning, Ziva answers.
"As a matter of fact, I slept very well. For some reason I was very tired and slept like a branch. What about you agent McGee, how did you sleep? Did you cook some dinner or have take out?"
"Well, first of all Ziva, you slept like a log not a branch." Tim responded.
"Branch, log, they are all a part of the tree, yes?" Ziva asks.
"Yes, they are" Tim responded.
"So, you see, it does not matter." Ziva said triumphantly.
"Ok Ziva, you win." Tim said with a laugh.
"You still have not answered my question about how you slept and what you had for dinner agent McGee."
"Well, I also slept like a branch" Tim answered giving Ziva a smirk at his intentional misuse of American idioms "and I had a great dinner but it did not even come close to the dessert I had. It was so sweet and tasty that I actually licked the bowl clean. I could have gone on eating this tasty treat all night. I'm telling you Ziva, there is nothing like it in this whole world. The best part about it was it had a very tasty cherry on top. I just couldn't stop licking and sucking on it. Just thinking about it has my mouth watering for more." Tim finally finished.
Ziva had sat down or rather fell down into her chair when Tim was half way through his description of his dessert. She was breathing hard and squeezing her thighs together to try and ease the throbbing there. Her nipples had hardened and the outline was showing through her blouse. Ziva had been with her share of men and was not some innocent little virgin who did not know how the world between men and women worked but she could not for the life of her figure out how this one man could bring her to this state of wantonness with just words. Ziva had that dangerous sexual look in her eyes when she looked at McGee.
McGee had been watching Ziva and when she looked at him, he smiled that sexy smile she loved. He knew what he was doing to her. He also saw the look in her eyes and knew that if they were anywhere else besides work, Ziva would have already thrown him to the ground and had her wicked way with him. Tim walked into the break room and retrieved a large bottle of water. When he came back into the bullpen, he picked up 5 cold cases and proceeded over to Ziva's desk. He placed both the water and the cold cases on her desk and gave her a loving smile.
Ziva smiled back at him and said thank you as she opened the water and took some big gulps. Ziva put the cap back on the water, picked up her purse and excused herself as she left for the lady's room. Ziva went into the handicap stall since it was bigger and removed her pants and panties. She took a Ziploc plastic bag out of her purse and placed the now soaked panties in the Ziploc bag with a smirk on her face as she thought about ways to get back at Tim. She took out some wet wipes and cleaned herself up before pulling out a fresh pair of panties and putting them and her pants on. After disposing of the wipes, she went to the sink to wash her hands and splash some water on her face. She dried her hands and face and checked to make sure she was presentable before going back out into the bullpen.
Gibbs and Tony had come in while she was in the bathroom. She spoke to them both and noticed they were both staring at McGee with different expressions on their faces. She went to her desk and drank some more water before grabbing her first cold case and getting to work on it. It was very quiet in the bullpen until Gibbs phone rang.
"Yeah Gibbs" he answered. "Got it" he replied after apparently receiving some information.
"Gear up, dead Marine in Rock Creek Park" Gibbs barked.
Gibbs watched as his agents grabbed their guns, badges and gear and headed to the elevator.
"Dinozzo, stand down! You haven't been cleared to go into the field yet." Gibbs ordered.
"Aw come on boss, I feel fine." Tony whined.
Gibbs walked over and got in Tony's face and said in a deceptively low voice "What did you just say?"
Tony gulped as his eyes opened wide and stated nervously "I said I was sitting at my desk and manning the phones while you all went to the crime scene at Rock Creek Park."
"That's what I thought you said." Gibbs answered as he joined Tim and Ziva in the elevator.
Once the team got Rock Creek Park, Gibbs barked out orders to his two agents and they went to work. They worked quietly and steadily for hours. Gibbs would look up from time to time to see his agents hard at work looking for clues and gathering evidence. There was no constant chatter or any other distractions as they worked the crime scene. Even Gibbs had to reluctantly admit that without Dinozzo there distracting everyone, his team seemed to be rapidly and accurately processing the crime scene. When they were done, he told them to take the evidence to Abby so that she could start looking for some forensics evidence to help them with the case. Tim and Ziva packed up the truck and were gone in a heartbeat. Gibbs couldn't complain as he had watched them meticulously comb every inch of the crime scene not missing a single thing. He knew he had a good team as they had just proven once again. He just wished he could figure out a way to get their personal interactions back on track. Gibbs gave a heavy sigh as he climbed into the car and headed back to HQ.
McGee was busily inputting the information they had so far on the case. He did not notice Gibbs come into the bullpen. Gibbs looked around and saw McGee inputting information into his computer at a rapid pace. He looked over at Ziva and saw she was on the phone. He listened to her side of the conversation and learned she was on the phone with the dead Marines CO. He looked at Dinozzo and saw him doing nothing but glaring at McGee. Yeah, he was going to have to figure something out quick or this situation was going to blow up in his face. Well, the first thing he could do is try to get McGee and Abby talking.
"McGee, go down and see if Abby has anything." Gibbs barked.
"Have Dinozzo do it." Tim answered without looking up from his computer.
Everything stopped. It was quiet in the bullpen as everyone was shocked that McGee hadn't jumped to carry out Gibbs orders. Gibbs walked over to McGee's desk and put his hand down on McGee's keyboard effectively stopping him from typing.
"What did you say?" Gibbs snarled.
"You heard exactly what I said." Tim answered back calmly.
"I don't know what the hell has gotten into you but consider yourself suspended without pay for disobeying a direct order since you seem to think you're above everyone else now." Gibbs snapped as he headed back to his desk.
Tony had an evil grin on his face as he thought McGee was finally getting what he deserved.
"Roger that" was all Tim said as he powered down his computer and collected his stuff and prepared to leave.
"What the hell do you think you're doing McGee?" Gibbs yelled as McGee headed for the elevators.
Tim turned and looked at him like he had lost his mind. "You just suspended me. I'm going home until my suspension is over."
"We're in the middle of a murder investigation and we're already one man down because of you. You think you can just leave in the middle of a case?" Gibbs yelled.
"Yes, I do since, as usual, you didn't think ahead before suspending me in the middle of a murder investigation. According to NCIS regulations, an agent can't work on any case if he or she is suspended. Maybe you should try thinking first before you make stupid snap decisions. Also, we wouldn't be one man down if the overgrown child over there had ever learned to keep his hands to himself. Please let me know when my suspension is over." Tim stated before stepping into the elevator and leaving a shocked bullpen.
Gibbs stood there for several moments staring blankly at the elevators trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. Gibbs finally shook himself out of his stupor and turned to what was left of his team. Ziva was on the phone still speaking with the dead marine's CO. Tony was sitting at his desk with the same evil grin on his face thinking McGee had finally received his comeuppance.
"Dinozzo; go see if Abby has anything." Gibbs snapped.
"Aw come on boss; that's a job for a Probie." Tony whined.
Ziva had just hung up the phone and caught the last part of the conversation.
"Dinozzo, there has not been a probational agent on this team in over 5 years. Does that mean no one is allowed to go see Abby for information? Ziva asked.
"No Ziva. What I mean is that it's a McGee job." Tony explained.
"I do not understand. Why is it only McGee's job to go get information from Abby?
"Well, that's not what I mean either" Tony said in exasperation. "You see, Abby has a habit of prattling on about nothing and Probie can handle that better than anyone else."
Tony knew he had messed up as soon as he finished. The look on Ziva's face was not pleasant.
"So, this is McGee's job because no one else wants to do it? It does not matter if he does not want to do it either. It is just his job because the two of you are cowards and will not tell Abby to shut up and just give you the results?" Ziva then turns her blazing eyes on Gibbs. "This is why McGee was suspended; because just like you and Dinozzo he did not want to go listen to Abby? Is Tony now suspended? Are you going to suspend yourself?" She asked.
"That's enough Ziva!" Gibbs barked.
Ziva called them imbeciles, idiots and a couple of more derogatory names in her native tongue before turning away from them in disgust.
"Agent McGee, why don't you start by telling us why you disobeyed a direct order from your direct reporting official?" The director asked.
"Well sir, as you know, being on agent Gibbs team means following another set of rules that are not given to you but must be figured out on your own. Sometimes, when you are disobeying an order, you are actually following an unwritten rule. A quick example of that sir is you. You don't have enough fingers and toes to count how many times agent Gibbs could have been suspended every time he disobeyed one of your orders."
Vance had a little half smile on his face as Gibbs sat stoned face.
"Getting back to the unwritten rules of being on agent Gibbs team; every time the team went out in the field and I was left here in the office, I would be the one agent Gibbs would send down to see if Ms. Scuito had anything new to report from forensics. I took that as one of his unwritten rule meaning whoever was left in the office was the one who would go check with forensics. This last case, agent Dinozzo was left in the office. When agent Gibbs requested I go down to forensics, I told him to have agent Dinozzo go check with forensics. After all, this is what I was led to believe as another one of his unwritten rules; another unwritten rule that I was forced to decipher and learn on my own."
"In any case, if I'm wrong, then two factors are at work here and both lead to the detriment of my working on this team. One, if this is not one of agent Gibbs unwritten rules then he needs to stop confusing agents by waiting until they break one of his rules to let them know that it is was a rule. Two, again, if this is not one of agent Gibbs unwritten rules then that means he was just playing favoritism by only sending me to do this task. However, you spin it, there is a serious problem if agent Gibbs thinks I'm the only one who should have to go down to the forensics lab for information. Ms. Scuito is unprofessional and talks about anything and everything except the results of her forensics work. Most of the time, she doesn't give me the results anyway because she prefers to give them to agent Gibbs herself. When that happens, which is most of the time, it ends up being a waste of my time and also delays getting the information back to agent Gibbs. What team lead in his right mind would continue to send me knowing it was going to cause a delay." Tim finished.
"Ok agent Gibbs, let's hear your rebuttal?" Vance asked.
"I'm the team lead; I tell him to do something and he does it with no questions asked. That's it." Gibbs stated stubbornly.
"No agent Gibbs, I'm afraid that is not it. If that was it, just as agent McGee stated, you would be suspended constantly for not obeying my orders with no questions asked. The difference is while agent McGee has a valid reason, which you created, for disobeying your orders. You, on the other hand, almost never have a valid reason."
Gibbs just continued to glare at McGee. Vance continued speaking.
"You have made no secret of the fact that your training method is for your agents to figure it out for themselves. While agent McGee did disobey a direct order, it was only because he was following your training methods and your rules. You can't have it both ways Gibbs. You can't tell an agent to figure it out and then punish them when they figure it out wrong according to you. These agents are not mind readers. Agent McGee gave a perfectly logical reason as to why he didn't obey your instructions but you have yet to give a logical rebuttal or reason for his suspension." Vance stated.
"I don't need to give a rebuttal. All that needs to happen is McGee carry out my instructions, no questions asked." Gibbs snapped.
"First of all, that's not going to happen but let me put this in a way that you can understand. I've just about had it with you thinking you can run your team as though it was a marine unit. Agent McGee, who was following your personal rules, should not have been suspended or reprimanded. You want your orders obeyed without question then make your orders clear, concise and fair across the board and stop this 'figure it out for yourself' prehistoric BS. I'm putting you on notice that I will be watching you very carefully and if I see you're still showing favoritism; agent McGee will be removed from your team and you will be suspended. Is that clear and concise enough for you agent Gibbs?"
Gibbs just glared at Vance without making a sound.
"Apparently it isn't so I guess we need to just go ahead with agent McGee's immediate transfer since you can't seem comprehend and respond to a direct question." Vance stated as he picked up the phone.
"You are clear" Gibbs said between clenched teeth.
"What did you say Gibbs? Vance asked.
"I said your orders are clear." Gibbs stated clearly this time.
"Very well" Vance said as he put the phone down. "Agent McGee, your suspension was without merit and is hereby revoked. There will be no information about this incident placed in your file but it will be noted in my personal file in case something like this happens again. Gibbs, I'm not playing around. If I find out that agent McGee was mistreated in anyway because of this incident, I'll have your badge. Dismissed!"
The agents left the director's office and proceeded down the stairs to the bullpen. Neither agent said a word. Gibbs face was like granite and everyone scrambled to get out of his way. As the two agents separated going to their desks, they were watched very closely by Tony and Ziva. They sat down at their respective desks for about 5 minutes before Gibbs couldn't take it anymore.
"McGee, with me" he snapped as he rose and headed for the elevators.
McGee, who had started on one of his cold cases, locked his computer and followed Gibbs to the elevators. Once McGee entered the elevator, Gibbs started it and then stopped it with the emergency switch and glared at McGee. McGee simply stared back at Gibbs waiting for him to start. This went on for a minute or two before Gibbs finally realized McGee wasn't going to say anything. This infuriated Gibbs even more.
"Well" Gibbs spat out.
"Well what" McGee responded.
"What the hell was that in the director's office?" Gibbs snapped.
"I don't know what you're talking about. We were both in there so what exactly are you asking me? McGee asked.
"Why were we in the director's office? Why did you go running to him? What happens on this team stays with this team." Gibbs snarled.
"Well maybe you should think about the ripple effects it will cause with the director before you make stupid decisions." McGee answered.
"What the hell are talking about McGee?"
"I didn't go running to the director when you suspended me; as you already know I went home. It just so happens that the director had me working on a special project which you are fully aware of. The director came downstairs looking for me. My best guess is he wanted to get an update on the project. Neither you nor I was there since apparently you were out getting coffee and I was home on suspension. The director asked Dinozzo where I was and he told the director I was suspended, not me. The director called me at home and told me to come into his office immediately. When I arrived, you were already there."
Gibbs felt like an idiot once again. He couldn't seem to get his team back in sync and worse he couldn't even get himself righted. It was almost impossible to fathom how his nerdy computer genius could disrupt the team this much just by not socializing with them. It was driving him crazy and there was nothing he could do about it. McGee wasn't doing anything wrong by choosing who he wanted and did not want to socialize with in his off time. His work was exemplary. His briefings and communications with his teammates and team lead were accurate and precise. He never created a problem discussing cases and working with his team on cases. His reports were completed accurately and on time. He just did not socialize with Tony, Abby or himself and he didn't have the faintest idea why.
"How do you know what happened in the bullpen if you were home?" Gibbs asked quietly.
"Ziva called me to let me know the director was looking for me. I asked her if she knew why and she said she didn't but Tony had informed him that I was suspended." Tim answered.
Gibbs had nothing to say to that. He knew Ziva didn't lie and if she said Dinozzo told the director then that's just what happened. He glared at McGee but had nothing else to say to him. Once again McGee had done nothing wrong but Gibbs had jumped on him as if he was the guilty party. He did have a problem with McGee not following his orders to go get information from Abby.
"Why did you refuse to go see Abby? Gibbs asked.
"Why did you ask me to go? McGee countered.
"I wanted to know if she had any forensics evidence from the evidence we brought back from the crime scene."
"No Gibbs, I mean why did you specifically ask me?
"Because I wanted you to go" Gibbs snapped.
"Yeah, but why did it have to be me that went? McGee pushed.
"There was no specific reason; I just wanted you to go."
"So even though there is only you and I in this elevator, you're still going to lie right to my face instead of admitting the truth. Well let me tell you what the truth is. This has to do with what Tony said right before I roughed him up. He said Abby has been crying or something like that and that's what this is really about. You can't stand to see your so called adopted daughter crying and miserable so instead of coming to me like a man or even a concerned father and asking if I would speak to her, you decided to take the cowards way out and abuse your power as team lead and order me to go to her lab. What were you thinking; that by some miracle we would start talking and everything would be back to normal between us?" McGee asked.
Gibbs was amazed that McGee had not only seen through his plan but had actually told him what his plan was to his face. For the first time since McGee had been on Gibbs team, Gibbs broke eye contact with McGee and looked away. He was guilty of just what McGee said. What made it worse was he had actually suspended McGee over this. He could have ruined his career just because McGee wouldn't go talk to Abby. Gibbs was disgusted with himself. He felt like he was going to puke when he thought back over what he had done. There was no excuse in the world for meddling with someone's career like he had done. Now that he was looking at it objectively, it was easy to see why the director was pissed at him and immediately revoked McGee's suspension. Gibbs was broken out of his thoughts by McGee continuing to speak.
"Yeah I know; you're wondering how in the world I could possibly know that. You seem to have the same problem Dinozzo has. Just because Dinozzo calls me Probie doesn't mean I'm actually a probational agent. As team lead, you should know better than anyone that I have been a fully qualified Federal NCIS field agent for over 5 years and I'm very good at my job. That's not bragging or boasting but simply stating the truth. As a trained agent and knowing how you feel about Abby, it wasn't difficult to figure out what you were trying to do by ordering me down to the forensics lab."
"You told me once that we can't go on like this. Well I have two solutions for you. You're not going like either one but that's your problem, not mine. Solution number one; you, Abby and Tony get over yourselves and start acting like professionals. You're stalking around here acting like a lunatic father instead of a team lead; no matter where we are, Tony acts like he still a frat boy in college; Abby thinks she's some kind of fairy princess and NCIS is her kingdom and you're her white knight. Here is the reality. You're a team lead of the MCRT at NCIS HQ; start acting like it. That means fair treatment for all agents on your team. Tony is the SFA on that same team; when are you going to require him to be that. Abby is a NCIS forensic tech. She is not assigned to your team only. She is assigned to all teams at HQ. Hell, she doesn't even work for you. Director Vance is her immediate reporting official."
"Don't worry; I know the first solution is a pipe dream. I have absolutely no faith in you guys changing. The second solution is more realistic and will solve the problem instantly. Transfer me. As you have seen, I do not have a problem working with you three but you seem to have a problem working with me. Since I seem to be the problem on this team, just put in a request to the director to have me transferred and poof no more problem. Let me know what you decide" McGee stated as he reached past Gibbs and started the elevator.
McGee stepped off the elevator and headed to his desk. He still had that special project he was working on for the director to complete.
Gibbs came off the elevator with a stunned look on his face. McGee had never spoken to him that way but the part that shook him up the most was McGee advising him to transfer him. Transferring McGee had never entered his head. McGee was right about him being very good at his job. There was no way he wanted to lose McGee off his team. If McGee did leave his team, it wouldn't be because he transferred him. As long as he was able to hold on to McGee, that's exactly what he would do. No one was taking McGee from him.