Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS

Warnings: Slash!

A/N: I'm back!

Chasing Elf Lord

Tony decided that whatever the Boss was doing at his Probie's apartment was not worth panicking over, after all Boss always came to his apartment, so why not Probie's.

"But the Boss has never been to your apartment that late"

Tony ignored the whispering voice and instead decided he should be forced on his paper work…..hmmm maybe talking to the voice in his head would be better.

"Why would that be?"

Tony blinked and looked over at Tim who was giving him a worried look.

"Nothing to worry you little head over Probie" Tony said giving his trademark grin.

Tim shook his head amused as he made his way to his desk, Tony watched him, more importantly his lovely 4 out of 5 backside.

"Enjoying the view?" a voice suddenly whispered in his ear.

Tony jumped nearly falling out of his chair, "Don't do that!" he glared at the smirking Ziva, in the background he heard Tim chuckle.

Ziva's smirk widen before she went to her desk and began setting up. Tony watched her through narrowed eyes before resuming his task of deciding whether paper work or McGee was more important.

Guess who won.

"Tony" Tim began patiently, "is there a reason your chin is on my head?"

Because he could enjoy not only the smell of the yummy shampoo his Probie washed with from this spot, but the feel of soft hair too.

"No reason McGee" Tony answered.

Tim sighed but didn't try to make any attempts to make the other man move, probably because it was still to earlier, which Tony didn't mind at all, and made himself comfortable on top of Tim's head, ignoring Ziva's amused and knowing smirks.

Then Gibbs came breezing in, the man paused when he caught sight of Tony's chin upon Tim's head, the Senior Agent watching whatever the other was typing, and Tim looking like nothing was wrong in the world.

Gibbs tilted his head, doing a great impression of a parrot, before shaking his head with a sigh and sitting at his desk.

"Tony" Tim said after five minutes and when said Agent moved so that his cheek was laying on the man's head instead of chin, "could you please get off my head"

Which, by the way sounded vaguely dirty.

"Don't wanna" Tony pouted, rubbing his cheek against the soft hair, getting a snort from Ziva and a raised brow from Gibbs, briefly Tony wondered why his Boss hadn't head-slapped him back to work, then figured the man hadn't had enough coffee to deal with all things DiNozzo yet.

Sadly Gibbs was able to receive his appropriate amount of DiNozzo head-slapping coffee and the Senior Agent was forced to resume his work, pouting all the way.

This time when Tony knocked on the door of his Probie's apartment he had wings, beer, and movies as back-up, something he was really grateful for when the door opened and his Boss stared right at him.

"B-Boss" he stuttered.

"DiNozzo" Gibbs said before looking at what was in the Agent's hand, "you and McGee planning on having a sleepover?"

Tony was sure his brain would have gladly conjured up images of a very hot sleepover if it wasn't for the fact that it had shut down at the sight of Gibbs, in his Probie's apartment…again!

"Hey Tony"

Tony tracked his eyes over to Tim who was looking at him curiously.

Okay now would be a good time for his brain to start working again, preferably with DiNozzo charm.

"Uh, me bring stuff"

….. well at least his brain was working again.

And so were his feet as they soon found themselves making their way inside the apartment….and why were they're boxers on the floor! There should be no boxers on the floor!...Oh god are they're boxers on the bedroom floor!

Reeling in his panicking mind, Tony glanced over at the two men, well one, Tim had taken the bear and wings into the kitchen, Gibbs was looking way too comfortable in just sweats and a shirt.

"Something wrong Tony?" Gibbs asked when the other just stared wide-eyed at him.

Tony opened his mouth, and then closed it, before opening and closing a second time, finally after the third time he merely shook his head.

It was an awkward silence after that.

Gibbs staring at Tony and Tony fidgeting underneath said stare…and why wasn't either of them sitting on the couch?

A fuzzy ear swirled in their direction.

….Well that could be one reason.

"So what did you bring this time Tony?" Tim asked coming out the kitchen with plates and cups.

"Uh…."

This whole was going to very awkward.

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