A/N: Yes, I write short chapters. And I might just upload 2 chapters a week, I can only get to a computer at certain times, and that's a mondo bummer for me and you.
Gibbs POV
Heading from the van back into the building, Gibbs stopped for a second.
"Coming, boss?" Tony called.
"Just checking if I locked the van," Gibbs replied. "Be up in a minute."
Tony nodded and smiled, continuing on into the elevator. When the doors shut on the rest of his team, Gibbs sighed and covered his face with his hands. He had no concentration today at all, missing clues and sometimes not listening to what half his team were saying. He hadn't even been able to create links between evidence, so left Tony in charge for most of the day. Stepping into the elevator, Gibbs tried to figure out what caused his sudden glitch in focus, but all he could think of were the events of those minutes after he walked out of the elevator last time.
Snapped out of his thoughts by the familiar ding as the elevator doors opened, Gibbs thought he felt a pang of disappointment when Tony didn't jump up to greet him in the same manner as he had that morning, instead just staring at him from his desk as he filled out paperwork. After a few seconds of staring at each other, Tony shook his head as if clearing the cobwebs from his mind and blushed, attempting to continue filling out his form. Gibbs smiled slightly as he sat at his desk, and booted up his computer to start looking for information on the killer.