A Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you all. This will probably be the last chapter of this story until 2015. I am away for a few days over the Christmas period. I do need a beta as I want to go through my older stories. So if anyone is available they need to be willing to ready any fandom, any pairing and any genre. They will also be het and slash stories. They will not be needed in a hurry. I am doing a course at the moment to teach me to build my own website. One part of it will be fanfic, and the other will be original. So if any of you are willing, please let me know. Now on with what you actually are here to read lol.

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Tony just stared at Gibbs. He couldn't believe what had just happened. That was when he noticed that the older man had become paler, and he realised that he hadn't said a word.

'Don't worry Jethro, I'm not going anywhere.' Tony had wanted to say more, but he couldn't. He had to talk to Spencer first. At least now he knew that Gibbs was, at the very least, attracted to him. There had to be more to it, his boss wouldn't do something like this for just a quick fuck.

'Oh good.' Gibbs started to breathe a little easier. He still had no idea what to do about these feelings he had for his senior field agent.

The two men just stared at each other. Tony couldn't help the smile that appeared on his face. His dreams, his heart's desire was sitting in front there after kissing him. He loved everything thing about the ex- gunny. The grey hair, blue eyes, attitude, that cool stare that made him hot, a little grin that made his heart pound. His coffee addiction, his boat and his bourbon. Tony loved everything that made Gibbs, well Gibbs.

All Gibbs wanted to do was to reach out and pull Tony into his arms. He just wanted to carry on kissing him. There was a rattle of his front door handle, both men turned. Then there was loud banging on the door. Gibbs had forgotten that he'd locked the door.

'Gibbs, Tony it's important.' Abby yelled.

Gibbs smiled at Tony and then stood. He walked over to the door and unlocked it. He frowned as soon as he saw Palmer. That meant that something was going on. Tony had come to the same conclusion as soon as he saw who it was.

'What's going on Abs?' Gibbs wanted to know. He knew that the two of them would only be here if it were something important.

'You're not going to like it.' Abby warned. 'Please don't take anything out on Jimmy.'

This was the second time tonight he had be warned he would like something. 'Why would I…'

'Tell us what's going on.' Tony interrupted and got them back on track, which was unusual for him. He was the one that usually went off onto something random to do with films.

Abby watched as her two favourite men sat next to each other on the sofa. They were sitting very close. They might be the investigators, but she noticed things as well. Something this evening had changed between them. Abby already knew that Tony was in love with Gibbs, did this mean that the feelings were reciprocated.

Palmer sat on a chair and Abby sat on the floor in front of Gibbs and Tony. Palmer played with his fingers for a moment and then looked up. Everyone just stared at him. He knew that he had to get on with telling them.

'Please don't say anything until I'm finished.' He stuttered out, Palmer wasn't sure he could finish otherwise.

'Okay Palmer.' Tony smiled at him.

That gave him the confidence to do this. He was doing it for his friend, and any victims who wouldn't get justice that was due to them because selfishness.

'Ziva and Tim came to see me.' Palmer started both Tony and Gibbs knew that they weren't going to like what was coming. 'They said that they didn't like how things had changed and how they wanted it to go back to how it used to be. They wanted Tony to be getting into trouble, and you and Vance supporting them and not him.'

'Tony…' Gibbs felt the waves of guilt crash over him again.

'Don't Jethro; we've already gone over this.' Tony slid his hand across the small gap that was between them and laced his fingers with Gibbs'.

Abby desperately wanted to turn around, but she wouldn't. It was clear that they were building something, and she was thrilled about that. The talk they had apparently gone well, and Tony now called him Jethro.

'Carry on Palmer.' Gibbs ordered gruffly.

Palmer nodded at him. 'They came to me because they thought I would agree with them. That I would be angry with Tony for calling me Autopsy Gremlin, McGee assumed that I would feel like he did.' The young M.E assistant suddenly saw the look on Tony's face. 'But I don't, I like the fact that you gave me a nickname or two.'

'Anytime Black Lung.' Tony smiled at him.

'Well, they decided to come up with a plan to push Tony out of everyone's good graces, and put themselves there. They also talked about becoming Gibbs' senior field agent.'

'How did they plan on that happening?' There was no way Gibbs would get rid of Tony. He was one of the best investigators NCIS had. The only reason he would stop being SFA for Gibbs was with a promotion or if he left.

This was the part that Palmer was dreading. He hated hearing it; he knew Gibbs would be furious. 'They wanted to make Tony look as if he were incompetent, and when he denies it will make him look like a liar.'

Gibbs was sure that he had to be hearing things that Palmer had misunderstood. His team was a family, but somehow his heart he knew that what was being said was true. He had seen how Ziva and McGee act towards Tony.

'How are they going to do that?' Tony asked.

'They're going to sabotage a case and make it look like it was all Tony's fault.' Palmer finished off quickly and sank back into the chair as if he were trying to hide.

Gibbs blue eyes flashed with anger, he stood and stormed off into the kitchen. Tony quickly followed him.

Abby smiled at Palmer and took hold of his hand. She was glad that he had the courage to tell Gibbs. She also hoped it showed Tony what he meant to them. That no matter what they would have their backs.

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'Gibbs.' Tony stopped so he stood just behind him.

'Palmer must have misheard.' Gibbs growled, but the doubt could clearly be heard.

Tony reached out and placed a hand on Gibbs' back. The older man whirled round and pulled him into a hug. He buried his head in Tony's neck and breathed deeply. Tony arms automatically wrapped around Gibbs' shoulders and they just stood there and held each other.

'You don't really think that Palmer misheard them, do you?'

'No.' Gibbs murmured against Tony's neck. Everything seemed so out of control and the only thing that made any sense to him was the man in his arms. He couldn't help himself as he pressed soft kisses on that very touchable skin. He knew that this wasn't the time or the place, but he needed something.

Tony arched his neck to give Gibbs better access. He knew that he should stop him, but he couldn't. They both knew that it wouldn't go too far, and they both needed it. They needed to feel more of this new connection they had.

'What are we going to do?' Tony whispered as one hand ran up and down Gibbs' back, and the other one cupped his head so those lips were kept pressed against his skin.

Gibbs gently kissed and nibbled at the neck and slowly made his way up until he reached his ear. 'We'll go back in and talk to Abby and Palmer. Then together, we'll figure something out. Tony what about what's going on between us?' He finally pulled away and stared deeply into the green eyes of the man he loved.

Tony cupped Gibbs face. 'I need to talk to Spencer, but you and I we aren't done. We're just starting something.' Tony suddenly surged forward and his mouth covered Gibbs'. He needed this after hearing about McGee and Ziva. As soon as the mouth beneath his opened, Tony dove in. He tasted and explored. It had been something he had dreamed of doing for a long time. Gibbs' hand slid down his back, cupped his ass and gently kneaded those muscular mounds. Tony never wanted this to end, but the quiet voices from the other room could start to be heard. The little bubble they had found themselves in evaporated. They still had things to discuss, and this couldn't go any further until Tony had spoken to Spencer. After a couple more gentle kisses, they pulled apart and just smiled at each other.

'So how do I look?' Tony asked as he straightened his top.

'Fuckable.' Gibbs answered automatically, and then blushed.

Tony couldn't help but give that cocky grin. Gibbs just chuckled.

'Thank you Gibbs.' Tony leaned forward so he could whisper into the other man's ear. 'You look very fuckable too.' He gently nibbled on Gibbs' ear before he pulled away.

Gibbs just shook his head and wondered what the hell he was getting himself into to. 'We look like we've been making out. Abby and Palmer are going to know what we were up to in here. We're going to have to be honest with them, and with Vance.'

Tony paled he was okay with the other two, and things had been going so well between him and the director. 'Really?'

'With McGee and Ziva gunning for you we can't leave things to chance. I'm not giving you up Tony, not that we have a chance of being together. I think Vance will support us; we've worked together too long for it to be anything else. If he doesn't, we're look at our options. I could always retire.' He placed his fingertips on Tony's lips to stop him interrupting. 'You're worth it, we're worth it.' Tony smiled and nodded. He then opened his mouth and sucked on those fingertips. 'You're killing me here.' Gibbs moaned.

Tony released Gibbs' fingers. 'Let's go and talk to the other two and see if we can come up with a plan. Well, as much as we can before we tell Vance.' Tony held out his hand, and Gibbs reached out and took hold of it.

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Abby couldn't help the wicked smile that crossed her face as she watched them come back in. First of all they were holding hands, which was just so cute. Secondly their mouths were puffy and red from kissing, and Tony's neck had red marks on it. There was obviously more than just talking going on out there. She moved over and sat on the arm of the chair so she could see everyone. She waited for the two of them to sit down.

'So what's going on?' Abby desperately wanted them to tell her.

'We both admitted tonight that we had feelings for each other, and we want to see where it takes us.' Gibbs explained.

Abby laughed and clapped her hands, but that faded quickly. 'Tony, what about Spencer?'

'I'm going to meet up with him tomorrow morning and I will tell him. Don't worry Abby we had been honest at the very start. We both had feelings for other people. I think Spencer might possibly end up with who he wants as well.'

Palmer just stared at them. His brain was still trying to deal with the fact that they were together. Together, together.

'So you still would be okay working with him?' Gibbs didn't want to cause Tony any extra problems.

'No there won't be any problems.' Tony turned to stare at Gibbs. 'I'm not giving you up either.'

All Gibbs wanted to do was drag Tony up to his bedroom. He took a deep breath and looked away. He needed to make sure that he had everything they needed. Gibbs may have not been with a man, but he had heard things. That is also something he wanted to discuss with Tony. It seemed as if the younger man had some experience at least.

'So what's the plan?' Abby was happy now that her two guys were together. They just had to deal with the other problem.

'Tomorrow Tony will talk to Reid. The three of us will talk to Vance, get in early both of you. We tell him everything. It's a good thing that Tony's working with the BAU at the moment, so it gives us a little time.' Gibbs looked around as the other three nodded in agreement.

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Sacks was sat down going through piles of mail. He still believed that he would be an excellent addition to the BAU. It was all DiNozzo's fault that SSA Hotchner had said those things.

The BAU had been sure that the serial killer would have contacted them, but so far even after all these murders nothing had appeared. So he'd decided to go through some of the mail himself. If he found something, it would help his chances. He held a letter in his hand and glanced up at the clock. It was getting late. He would look at this last letter and then head home. Sacks grinned as he started to read. This was it. All he had to do was hand it over.

'No,' he whispered suddenly. Sacks had a much better idea.

TBC