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Chapter 3

The alarm sounded and Tony looked at the clock beside his bed, it was time to get up and get ready for work. He sighed to himself as he stood up and stretched carefully, he hadn't got much sleep due to all the thoughts that were running thru his head.

As he grabbed some clothes, he knocked over the box and spilled out is contents all over the floor. For a second he just stood looking at the mess before he shuffled everything into the box again but he couldn't find the top.

Getting down on his knees he found it under the bed but he couldn't reach it so he left it there and started to get ready for work.

Gibbs was behind his desk when Tony and McGee came out of the elevator and into the bullpen.

"Good morning, Gibbs." McGee said in a low voice as he avoided looking into his eyes.

"Morning, boss." Tony said as he made his way to his desk.

Gibbs nodded to them and turned back to his computer, it didn't take long until Ziva arrived into the bullpen.

When his whole team were gathered, Gibbs got up and walked up to the Directors office because she had insisted that he should attend a meeting with her. The team knew about it and they looked after him as he made his way up the stairs.

"You look tired, Tony." Ziva said getting up and walked over to the other agent's desk. "You had company?"

"Are you jealous if I did?" Tony asked leaning forward with a smile.

"No for heavens sake!"

"I think you are! What do you think, Probie?"

McGee looked up from his computer, when Tony said his nickname to look at the other two agents.

"I'm with Ziva, you look a little tired." McGee said, getting a big smile from Ziva and a grimace from Tony as he said so.

"I told you so!" Ziva said sounding smug. "Can this maybe have something to do with what you did this weekend?"

"Curiosity doesn't suit you, Zee-vah." Tony said as he ignored her question.

Ziva tried to pressure him some more but after a while she gave up, grunting something he couldn't hear but as she sat down she gave him a hard glare.

Tony just smiled big at her, turning back to his computer and started to work with looking thru old paperwork. But he soon grew tired and restless, his mind on other things and unconsciously he started making a few paper balls.

When he looked down at the desk he saw that he had made a dozen so he picked one up and threw it at Ziva, who caught it one handed.

She opened her mouth to say something but Tony held up a finger to his mouth and then pointed at McGee with mischief shining in his eyes and Ziva nodded.

They both threw their ball at McGee and hit him in the face.

"Such a good hit!" Tony yelled

"Yeah, give me four for that one!" Ziva smiled big.

"It's five, give me five, Ziva." Tony said shaking his head.

Then it broke out a small paper ball war between the three agents and they all laughed at eachother. They threw more paper balls when suddenly Gibbs stepped into the bullpen and was hit by three paper balls.

Gibbs facial expression went from angry to murderous in a blink of an eye and his agents fell silent and they all looked at him with fear in their eyes. This was bad.

"You have ten minutes to change and meet me in the gym!" With that he turned on his heel and strode angrily away.

Tony, Ziva and McGee just looked at each other for a second before they all moved towards the elevator.

Eight minutes later they stood in the gym, clothes changed and waited for Gibbs. McGee looked at Tony from the corner of his eye, he had tried to catch a glimpse of the other man's bruises but the senior field agent had changed so fast that he saw nothing.

Gibbs came into the gym, placed himself in front of his agents and he still looked pretty angry.

"Self defence training against each other." He said sounding cold.

"I'll take Probie. " Tony said taking a step forward but he knew that Gibbs wouldn't allow it.

"Ziva! You and McGee close combat and neither of you hold back! Tony you are with me!"

Gibbs moved towards the mats and for a second Tony considered to run away but he knew that he couldn't do that so he hung his head and followed his boss.

Gibbs stopped, turned around facing Tony and first the two men just looked at each other then the older man rushed towards the younger man who dodged but Gibbs caught Tony's long-sleeved shirt.

The two men grabbed and threw eachother around on the hard mat for a few minutes, then Gibbs got a good hold on Tony's right arm pinning the young man face down on the mat.

"So, how long are you going to be pissed at me?" Tony asked in a strained voice, his body was still sore from his fight with Frankie.

"As long as I want." Gibbs said, knowing that he sounded childish and then he was suddenly flipped by Tony so they changed position. "Why didn't you come to me?"

Gibbs tried to wriggle free but the younger man held him down effectively.

"I just need those days without any questions." Tony said and at the same time Gibbs grabbed his injured ankle and the pain made him lose his grip a little but enough for the older man to wriggle free and sent the younger man flying to his left.

Tony winced as his bruised left arm hit the hard mat but he clenched his teeth shut and the two men fought for control again, none of them were giving in easily.

Then Gibbs got an advantage, pinning Tony with his back down on to the mat and the older man held him by the wrists, somehow barely missing the bruised area, which he couldn't see.

Both men were breathing hard and were looking each other in the eyes.

"Why?" Gibbs asked.

"Because…" Tony said before looking away. "It was personal."

Gibbs stared at him, his face emotionless before he pushed himself to standing and he looked at Tony one last time, Tony looked away, before saying:

"That's enough; see you in the bullpen in 15 minutes!" With that he walked away.

Tony stayed, lying completely still for a minute or so trying to get control over his breathing. He heard Ziva and McGee making their way hurriedly towards the changing room.

He sighed as he slowly got up, his body was aching now and he made his way to the lockers.

TBC