Tony: Trent?
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"Question boss…" Tony approached his desk later that evening and didn't intend on holding anything back.
"Waiting for permission?"
"How much did it cost to sell your soul to the devil?"
Gibbs stood up at the implication. "I got a good deal."
"Oh really? Cuz I hate to break this to you Gibbs, but guys like Trent don't deal. They lie, cheat and steal to get what they want. I figured you knew that…"
"I did what had to be done." He tried to step past him when Tony stood in his way.
"You made a mistake boss."
Gibbs looked him up and down. "Excuse me?"
"You made a mistake…there had to be another way."
"And what way is that DiNozzo?"
He threw his hands up. "How about having McGee do whatever he does to dig up classified information…how about anything but what you did."
Gibbs attempted to move past him a second time. "I don't have to listen to this."
Tony let him pass before responding. "Because I'm right aren't I boss?"
Gibbs turned back. "The only thing you are is ignorant."
Tony swallowed hard but countered quickly. "So what does that make you?"
"Justified." He stated. "Sometimes you have to do things you'd rather not, to get the job done. Or have you forgotten?" He turned to leave before realizing he had more to say. "You've trusted me long enough…don't start doubting me now."
Tony watched him leave and sat at his desk the remainder of the night contemplating his words. Whether he was justified or not, it still meant trouble and it was that he'd have to be ready for. Because doubting Gibbs was a bigger risk than Anthony DiNozzo was willing to take…not now. And not ever.