Unearthed Secrets
Disclaimer: In first chapter
AN: Thankyou to all my reviews. Sorry for the wait.
This fic is set after SWAK, but Twilight never happened - and never will... In one of the eps in season two, Gibbs tells a mafia boss that he has no dad, etc...Gibbs prefers to think of his dad as being dead, hence the reason for his answer...
Thankyou again to Kate, who has been a constant source of motivation and help!
Gibbs nodded and hung up, putting the phone back on the bench. He leaned against the bench and closed his eyes, trying to comprehend how this could have happened. He knew the statistics; things were not looking good for Jake. He'd never forgive himself if something bad happened to his son, he didn't think he'd be able to live with himself.
Tony watched his boss, then retrieved the coffee and gave Gibbs his cup, hoping it would calm him down a bit. Gibbs looked at the cup, but shook his head. Straightening up he went to the other side of the kitchen and got a full bottle of Jack Daniels from a cupboard and a cup from another cupboard, "Need something stronger than coffee" he explained
"Is that wise, Gibbs?" Kate asked
"Probably not, Kate, but what do you expect me to do?" Gibbs asked, frustrated. He sighed and rubbed his forehead, "You two gonna join me? Or just watch as I try to drown my sorrows? Unsuccessfully, I may add"
"Count me out" Kate said, "I'm driving"
Gibbs nodded and looked at Tony, questioningly.
"Yeah, may as well" Tony replied
Kate gave him a disproving look as Gibbs took out another glass and poured both full of the amber liquid. Gibbs gave Tony one of them, then took the other and held it out, "Cheers" then downed the whole cup, slightly scrunching up his face as the alcohol went down.
Tony took a sip of his then looked at Kate, saying softly, "Can we talk, privately?"
Kate nodded and led the way out of the room. Tony followed her into the bathroom and shut the door, "I don't think we should leave him alone tonight, Kate"
"I agree, but I also don't think that he should be drinking, I don't think he's in any condition to be consuming alcohol. And I don't think you should be encouraging it" Kate responded
"I'm not. I just figured it's better to drink with somebody than to drink alone. Also, I don't think we have much choice, he's a grown man, he should be able to make these decisions himself" Tony said
"Yeah, in a normal situation I'd be inclined to agree with you, but his son has just been kidnapped…" Kate said
"Exactly" Tony interrupted
Kate sighed, "Do whatever you think is right but I have to go home. I have to see how Mr. Johnson is doing and call my mom"
"I thought Mr. Johnson got a carer. And you can call your mom from here. Kate, Gibbs needs us" Tony commented
"He didn't like his carer, Tony, and he's asked for someone else" Kate explained, "So that means, it's back to me until she's replaced. And I'm sure you'll take good care of Gibbs"
"Okay" Tony sighed, "Guess I'll see you tomorrow then"
"Yeah" Kate agreed and walked out of the bathroom
Tony followed her and walked into the lounge room where Gibbs was sitting in his armchair, staring into nothing. Gibbs emptied the rest of his cup and poured himself another. Tony looked at the bottle and calculated that Gibbs had had around two cups in the time that Kate and himself had been talking.
"Well, Gibbs, I guess I might see you tomorrow sometime. I hope they find him soon" Kate said
Gibbs looked up at her and merely nodded, before staring off into space again.
"Night, Tony" Kate said
"Night" Tony responded, giving her a small kiss on her cheek, "I promise to be a good boy"
Kate gave a small smile, "Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid or something he'll regret"
"Scout's honor" Tony replied, crossing his heart
She cast a backward glance at them both before leaving. Tony retrieved his cup of bourbon from the kitchen and sat on the couch.
"So, who else knows?" Tony finally asked
"Ducky and the Director. Abby knows about Jake, but doesn't know what's happened." Gibbs replied without looking up
"What did your second and third wife think of him?" Tony asked
"They thought he was an angel," Gibbs replied with a smile, "They couldn't figure out how I could be his father, being such a bastard and all"
Tony smiled, then frowned, "So, what about when they hit you with a seven-iron/baseball bat?"
"He was at a school camp when wife number two hit me with the seven-iron. And when wife number three hit me with the baseball bat, he was at a friend's house. They both seemed to time it so that he was out of the house, or they had enough restraint to not do it whilst he was there. Which I was thankful for, no reason to let him see me like that" Gibbs responded, taking a sip from his cup
They lapsed into silence as both men got caught up in their own thoughts.
"So, who's Mr. Johnson?" Gibbs asked after the silence seemed to stretch out long enough
"Who? What?" Tony asked. Then remembered his conversation with Kate earlier, "Oh, that Mr. Johnson. He's one of Kate's neighbours, he needs help cooking and doing other chores, so Kate helps him"
"Okay" Gibbs replied
"How did you know about him?" Tony asked, eventually figuring that it was strange for Gibbs to ask about the old man, "How much of our conversation did you hear?"
"Enough." Gibbs replied, "You can sleep in the spare room"
Tony closed his eyes, that probably meant that he'd heard the whole thing, "We didn't mean anything by it, boss, we just wanted…"
"To protect me?" Gibbs suggested, cradling his cup, "It's probably not a bad thing though, considering…"
Tony nodded, glad that Gibbs hadn't told him to leave. They lapsed into silence again.
"How long have you and Kate been in a relationship?" Gibbs asked after a while
"What makes you think we're in one?" Tony asked, hoping that Gibbs was only digging, without any solid evidence
"I've seen how you look at each other. To be honest, it's about damn time, we've been waiting for you two to get together since Air Force One" Gibbs responded
"We?" Tony asked
"Ducky, Abby, myself" Gibbs replied, "There's been tension between the two of you since she started; it was only a matter of time"
"McGee?" Tony asked
"Probably knows" Gibbs stated
"The Director?" Tony asked
"Doesn't have a clue, and doesn't need to know" Gibbs said
"And you're okay with this?" Tony asked
"Don't really have much of a choice. Better than having both of you resign. Besides, I think you two will be good for each other" Gibbs replied, "Now, how long has it been official?"
"Two months and three days" Tony responded with a raised eyebrow, "Why?"
"We had a bet, the three of us" Gibbs explained, "I think Abby and Ducky drew"
"You bet on how long it would take us to get together?" Tony asked, somewhat surprised
"It was Abby's idea" Gibbs defended himself, taking another drink from his cup, "I just went along with it, don't know what Ducky's excuse is"
"That kinda makes sense" Tony responded
"Yeah" Gibbs replied, putting his head back on the armchair and closing his eyes, "I thought it would have been closer to the time that you were drugged and kidnapped or when Kate was"
"Nah," Tony disagreed, "When I got pneumonic plague"
Gibbs grunted, "Thought you would've come to your senses long before that"
"What about your rules?" Tony asked
"They're guidelines" Gibbs replied
"And you're okay with it?" Tony asked again, still unsure
"You look good together," Gibbs replied, then opened his eyes and met Tony's "Don't let her go, DiNozzo, she's a good catch"
Tony smiled, "Thanks, boss"
Gibbs closed his eyes again, "But you better not hurt her"
Tony's smile faded, he'd caught the veiled threat, "Wouldn't dream of it, boss"
"Good" Gibbs grunted
Tony studied the wall and found that Gibbs had bought a big TV and a DVD player since he'd been here last. They were resting in a big cabinet. Tony got up slowly and opened one of the doors in the cabinet and found a row of kid's DVDs. Tony raised his eyebrows and opened another door in the cabinet and smirked. There was a small collection of DVDs on the shelf; Air Force One, a Star Wars movie, another Harrison Ford movie and an assortment of others.
"When'd you get the TV, boss? And why didn't you tell me?" Tony asked, without turning around
When he didn't get a response, Tony turned around and gathered that from the slow and steady rise of Gibbs' chest, he was asleep. He turned around and closed the doors to the cabinet and studied Gibbs' sleeping form. It seemed that his troubles had followed him into la la land; Gibbs' forehead was crinkled in a frown.
Tony sighed, deciding that it wouldn't be a good idea to let his boss sleep in the armchair; his neck would make him cranky. Carefully, Tony woke Gibbs enough to help him onto the couch, doubting that they would make it up the stairs and into Gibbs' bedroom. After depositing him on the couch, Tony fetched Gibbs' pillow from upstairs and a Dona. He put the pillow under his boss' head and draped the Dona over him, then headed into the guest room to get some rest, tomorrow was going to be hell.
That's it for ch5...Please review, Please! Hope you liked it!