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Couple: Leroy Jethro Gibbs & Anthony DiNozzo
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Gibbs pulled up, he got out and stretched. He had some coffee in his hand.
"I've got the bed from Ducky's storage." We headed upstairs and started to take out the furniture that wasn't needed.
"So, my old man is paying for me to go to college, paying for my rent here and Andy's doctor. Guess he isn't as much an ass as he made me believe he was." He helped me carry up the parts for the bed.
"Maybe not, maybe he's trying to make up, in a small way, for what kind of father he was. I mean, Andy is his blood, he is his grandson and that may mean something to him." I shrugged as we started to put the bed together.
"Just feels weird 'cause he always told me I was a bad son. He verbally abused me and my mother. When she died, when I was ten, of cancer he started to use his fist as much as his mouth. I am kind of thinking he is paying me to keep quiet about it. It wouldn't look good, if people found out that the famous Anthony DiNozzo Snr abused his son." Gibbs looked at me for a second.
"Maybe, Tony, it's a bit of both. Maybe he feels bad for what he did and he also wants you to keep your mouth shut." I nodded as we finished setting the bed up. It was a king size, the rooms were big.
"What do you want me to call you 'cause Fiona and Ducky call you by your middle name. I've just met you, I am not sure what you want to be called by me." He looked at me with a raised brow.
"Gibbs or Jethro works." We finished with the bed and we cleaned the room up, to make sure everything was set up right. Then we sat downstairs, drinking some beer he had brought.
"You like baseball or sports?" I nodded some.
"Until I left at sixteen, I played basketball. But I liked all sports, wasn't big on touch sports though. I like watching them, but was never one for playing football or hockey." He nodded some.
"Well, my boss isn't into sports and there's a game tomorrow, the college has a game going. I got a spare ticket for the rest of the season if want to go to the games with me." I looked at him.
"Yeah, as long as it doesn't interfere with my classes. I need to go down to the college where my dad got me accepted and figure out what I want to take and get the classes set up." He nodded.
"Never went to college after I graduated, went straight into the Marines." I looked at him, so that's why he was the way he was, to a point.
"Yeah, I thought about it when I was about fourteen, joining the Military. But then Andy came along and he is my life now." He leaned back and looked to me.
"Always cherish him. I lost my wife and daughter about two years ago. I came back and finished my eight years as a Marine. When I was told, basically I lost it and went running. I got messed up in a explosion and wasn't there for their funeral. So cherish your son because you will miss him if he's ever not there."
I set back and took a deep breath. I wasn't thinking, I just took his hand and he gripped my hand back. I think he didn't plan to tell me that, but he did and hey, maybe I've got a friend here. I pulled my hand back and looked at him.
"Ya ever need to talk, Jethro, I'm here. I mean, I'm new to town and need a friend. Really didn't have any in New York, I was busy with Andy." He smirked at me.
"Bring the kid along sometimes, so I can play with him and we can hang out when I am not working." We heard Fiona pull up and we both went out and helped her bring things in. Jethro got Andy and brought him in while Fiona and I got all the groceries in. When I went to the living room, my son was asleep in Jethro's arms, he was rocking him in a rocking chair down here.
"Want me to take him to bed or have you got it?" He smirked and we both went up. He carried my son carefully and laid him down on his bed before he took his shoes of. I pulled the covers over him and put pillows at the sides of the bed, to make sure he wouldn't fall off if he rolled over. We headed out and he looked over to me.
"He a good kid, Tony. I'll call when it's time for the game." I nodded as he headed out. I went downstairs with the baby monitor on me and walked in and sat down. Fiona smiled.
"You and Jethro are becoming friends fast. That's rare, Jethro doesn't usually let people get close. Good to see that young man make friends." I nodded and looked at her.
"I feel sorry that he lost his wife and child." She spun around quickly and looked at me.
"Well, he must like you, that's something he doesn't talk about with anyone. Only reason we knew about it was 'cause Ducky did the autopsy on them."
I nodded, it was just what I'd figured, he wasn't very open and I wasn't either, we should get along just fine. We had both spilled our guts about ourselves and that was a good start to becoming friends. I helped her get lunch ready and we talked. She was a joy to talk to, very sweet. The next day Jethro picked me up. Fiona and Ducky seemed happy to watch Andy for me. I kept going over things and I made sure they knew to call, just in case. When we were in the car Gibbs laughed softly.
"Tony, they're both doctors and they promised to call if he got sick or hurt himself. He's safe and he's with two people that already love him." I leaned back and grunted.
"I know but I never left him with someone that long. I mean, Fiona rushed me yesterday and all. Just, it's nerve wracking, that was for maybe a hour and a half, this is going to be for, like, five hours." Jethro laughed.
"When I came back on leave, I wanted to take my girl on a date and Kelly was, I think, one. We ended up taking her with us 'cause Shannon didn't want to leave her with some babysitter." I smirked some.
"Yeah, the old man I worked for was the same. He finally got me to go to dinner, just to get out of the house, but I wouldn't leave Andy with his daughter. So we took his daughter and Andy with us. We went to a pub I think, Andy was about a year and a half old. But the pub was run by a family he knew, so they had good food and good beer." He nodded as we drove to the college, it was big.
"Damn, I'm going to have to memorize the damn map for my classes." He smirked.
"Yeah, it looks like it's a big place, this where you're going to college. It's the best one in D.C." I nodded as I looked at the place.
"Father donates to this college, it seems, so I get in without trouble because of that. I feel bad sorta 'cause of that, but I want to go to college. Get some schooling that will help me in the future, when I become a detective." He nodded and looked at me.
"So you want to be educated more than most cops and detectives are?" I nodded, looked back at him.
"Yeah, what if I don't make it to even to beat cop? Then I've got some schooling to fall back on, to get another job."
After the game we went to his place. We had picked up some food to eat and we sat at his kitchen table, talking about the game. I had owed him twenty because his team had won. We finished our food and he took me to the basement. I slid my hands along the boat, smiling.
"This is cool! What kind of boat is she?" He looked at me and laughed softly.
"Sail boat. You like to sail?" I nodded and continued to run my hand along the boat.
"Been about two years. When it was spring and summer back home, to get away from my father, I took the family sail boat out. I would love Andy to get a chance to learn to sail." Jethro leaned against the boat, watching me as I fidgeted. Those freaking eyes turned me on so much! I had not even thought of being with another person in two years.
"Friend who is going to be out of town has offered me his sail boat for the weekend. You and me are going. Andy will be fine with his new grandparents. For two nights and three days." I shook my head and sat down on the stool, next to where his workbench was.
"I just met them and they're willing to take care of him while I go to school. I can't ask them to watch him for three days. He is a good kid at night, he doesn't wake but he is an early riser." I saw him pick up a land line that he had downstairs and he made a call.
"Ducky?" I listened to him ask him if he would mind watching Andy for a weekend that Tony hadn't had a all weekend break from work and being a father since Andy was born and that he wanted to take me sailing. When he hung up he looked at me. "See, there, you can go next weekend." I sighed as I walked up the stairs.
"See you." I got to the door when I felt him grab my hand and his hand slid along my shoulder to turn me around and look to me.
"Tony, what the hell? You're eighteen and have had two years where you have not had a chance to spend some time for just you? What's wrong with Andy staying with two good doctors that adore him?" God, his hand felt good in mine. I looked at him, he was stroking his finger over the top of my hand.
"They may be a hundred percent okay with this, but it doesn't feel right to me. I've only been here two nights and three days." His hands still in mine, he sighed softly.
"Tony, my God, it's three days and two nights. It's a freaking weekend. Andy will have a good time. Hell, if you want we can take Andy with us, we'll be staying at my friends house, his boat is docked outside his house." I looked at him and slid my hand out of his, more confused than anything, why was he pushing this?
"Why are you pushing this? I really don't get why you want to do this, you only just met me, it's not like we're best friends, Jethro." He looked at me and walked into the kitchen. I followed and he handed me a beer.
"Yeah, well, I don't have friends, Tony, not really. Since I got back after my family died, I've devoted myself to my work and nothing else. So, no social life, you are my only friend." I looked at him as I slid my hands through my hair. I looked at him some, I felt bad for him.
"Fine, I'll go." I just walked past him. I headed for the door before he could say anything else. I headed out the door and started to walk. I had seen the bus stop near here. I was confused by a lot of this, he was a good man, I could tell. He was a little intimidating, but I liked him, even trusted him which was rare for me because I had just met him. He pulled up next to me in his car.
"Get in, Tony, I'll take you home." I slid into the car and sighed. I leaned against the back of the seat, just looked out the window. "Tony, what the hell? You knew I was going to take you home. What? Does me asking you to spend a weekend sailing with me, bug you that much?" I looked out of the window.
"Just want to go home. I've got to get a letter ready for my father about my classes and books. He said he'll pay for it so he wanted who to send the money to and how much. I start school next week and I just want everything to be ready, so I can go." He looked at me.
"Don't bull shit me, Tony. What is scaring, or worrying, you about spending a damn weekend with me? What, am I not friend material and you just feel sorry because of what I said, about not having friends since my family died." I looked at him.
"Yeah, I feel sorry that you don't have friends. I like spending time with you and I feel sorry that you lost a woman you loved and a child. I would be lost, if I lost Andy. You got to understand that where I came from, friends were not real." He looked at me with a raised brow.
"What the hell? Come on, you had to have at least one friend." I laughed as I looked out the window.
"Yeah, friends that wanted to be famous for being my fucking friend. One girl that wanted to date me, let me screw her because she wanted to marry into a rich family. But instead, she got pregnant. I was never in love with her, I knew she wanted that so I made her think she was getting what she wanted, just so I could get between her legs. I was a horny fifteen year old boy, then she got pregnant and I grew up. My own family was the same, all but my mother, she loved my father, and she put up with the verbal abuse." I felt his hand slid along my knee.
"Tony, you don't have shit I want, so I am just after a friendship. I don't want you blaming yourself because she got pregnant, teenagers screw up. You did the right thing to give that boy a loving father and a nice life. He doesn't need money to have a good life and be happy." I don't know why he was touching me like this, maybe this was what real friends were like. I slid my hands into his and looked back out the window.
"Yeah, I know I did the right thing when they didn't. For once, I did the right thing in my life, by raising my son." He pulled over in a park and he got out. I got out too and leaned against the car, he came over to me and he cupped my chin, looking me in the eyes.
"I don't give a shit what your father said to you, Tony. I think you're a good person. You grew up fast, raising that boy, and you're doing a damn good job of raising him. But you deserve a little break for yourself sometimes. You've also, finally, got a friend that isn't here for what you can give them, me." I looked at him and nodded. I ran my hands through my hair as he backed up.
"Thanks, Jethro." He nodded slightly.
"Let's get you home, I want to play with Andy some, before I have to head home." I nodded and we headed home.
The week was going a quickly and when Tuesday arrived, Fiona gave me four lunches and told me the boys were having a hard case. I walked to Jethro and Mike's office and knocked. Mike was not there.
"Tony, what are you doing here?" Jethro nodded to the seat, I sat down and looked around.
"Fiona wanted you to eat lunch, you and your boss. She sent me to bring Ducky's lunch and some for you two." Mike walked in.
"Probie, what? You got company on my time?" Jethro stumbled over his words, I could see that.
"No Boss, Fiona sent us lunch." I handed Mike his bag of food and one to Jethro. I had my own sitting in my lap, Mike looked to us.
"Alright, boys, eat lunch and then you need to go, son, 'cause me and probie here have got work to do." I nodded and opened my bag. Mine was a roast beef sandwich. Mike headed out with his food. I took a bite as Jethro looked at me.
"Tonight there's a game, want to come watch it and bring Andy with you?" I nodded some and looked at him.
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind. I'll buy the Chinese or pizza tonight, sounds good." He nodded some.
"I've got the beer and you get the food, we should be even, Tony." I finished my sandwich.
"What time do you want us to show up, Jethro?" He looked at me.
"Let me call you when I finish work, 'cause there are times that a case comes up and I may not be free tonight. We'll see how it goes and I'll call you when to come over."
I nodded and tossed my bag into the trash and headed out to go home. Jethro called later and said to meet him at his place in about an hour. I grabbed Andy and we took a shower together. I put the playpen in the car, along with a load of toys. His bag with some dinner, snacks and juice was ready. When we got there, Jethro came out and got Andy out of the car. I smirked as my son clung to him, playing with his shirt as he came over and grabbed one of the bags. "Feel's like your spending the night, Tony." I smirked as I grabbed the rest.
"Yeah well, believe me, keeping him entertained while we watch a game is always a good idea. He's a hyper boy and, even with all this, he going to want us to play to." Jethro smirked.
"I got Andy a gift. I talked to Ducky and Fiona, they agree that ever boy needs one." I raised a brow as we walked in and I found a six month old black Labrador wagging his tail. He let Andy down and watched as my son went over and grabbed her around the neck and pattered her.
"Jethro, that's a dog?" Jethro kneeled down and helped him pet the dog and looked up at me.
"Ya think, Tony?" I looked at him as I tugged him up and pushed him to the kitchen, looking at him.
"You sure Ducky and Fiona are okay with a dog? He's only two and that's one big ass dog." He reached out his hands and placed them on mine and looked at me.
"Yeah, I asked them. I told them I wanted to surprise both of you with the gift. Every boy deserves a dog. Black labs are big but they're also protective of the kids that they bond with. She's six months but she will love the kid as her own and be protective. She hyper but she's house trained. She's already been with a family, one we helped out, that trained dogs. I went to them, and since we put the guy that murdered their father behind bars, I actually got the puppy for free." I looked over and the dog was licking his face, he was giggling. I sighed some and leaned against the frame watching them. He was hugging the dog, they both looked happy. I stood and watched as the dog was licking happily at his face and wagging her tail. I grabbed a beer and started to drink it.
"Whatever." I set down and turned the game on. As my son came over, I set the beer down and sat my son on my lap. I ignored the dog and watched as my son started to pet her, her head was on my lap. I let my son play, making sure he didn't fall when Jethro sat down. He crawled to him and stood on his legs. Jethro smirked, the dog was trying to get my attention but I ignored her.
"So, who you got to win?" He looked at me.
"Got a problem with the dog, Tony?" I looked at him.
"I do, but my son is happy, so he can keep him. Not going to disappoint my son. He wants the puppy, he can have him. So, who you betting on?" Jethro looked at me and he sighed.
"Did I mess up, getting your son a dog?" I shook my head, looking at him.
"You were right, every boy deserves a dog. Nothing you did wrong. We done talking about this?" I watched as the dog laid down and Andy played with her fur, she licked him every now and then.
"No, but for now we'll take a break." I nodded and we started to watch the game. We ordered pizza and about thirty minutes after eating I laid a cover over Andy as he used the dog as a pillow. I slid his stuffed bear next to him, he wrapped his arms around it and Jethro turned the volume on the game down. I walked back over and sat down, he looked to me. "One good thing about a dog, my old man always said it wore me out so I'd go to bed without a fuss, most of the time."
I sat down and ate a piece of pizza, the game was over, it was about eight. I slide the covers over him and stroked his hair and stretched out some.
"I got thrown against the wall when I asked for one at ten. Mom was dead and I wanted a friend. Seems the old man thought it was better to forget me and leave me behind in motels. He ignored me and when he was drunk, I was the one he came looking to play with." I walked to the kitchen to toss my empty beer bottle away. I walked over and lifted Andy up, he made a sound. "Come on, Sage, let's go home."
I handed Andy to Jethro, he eased him in his arms as I started to unfold the play pen.
"Tony? This why you freaked with the dog?" I slid the leash onto Sage and stroked her fur. Maybe I could get used to owning a dog. I ignored Jethro and headed to the car, putting our things in the back of the car. I headed back in and eased Andy into my arms.
"Night, Jethro. Thanks for the game." He walked out with me while I put him in the car. We put the dog in the front seat and he looked at me. I let his fingers slide down my face.
"Tony, your old man gave it to you, bad. You're a good father and you are nothing like your old man!" I leaned into his hand softly, closing my eyes. I felt him kiss me slowly, my hand touched his chest as I softly moaned, pulling away slowly.
"You kissing me for a reason?" He kissed me again slowly as he slid his hands through my hair.
"Because I care about you. I've been bi since I can remember. If you're not cool with this, I still want to be friends, Tony. I would like to give this a go." I liked the feel of his hands on my face and in my hair, God.
"I've dated one person in my life and that was Andy's mother. I've never dated a guy, Jethro." He looked at me and he massaged his thumb along my cheek.
"Feel like giving me a try? We'll go slow and take this at your speed. All I want is a chance to be with you, Tony." I took a deep breath and looked at him.
"I want to try to be with you too, Jethro. We're still good for the sailing trip but I'm not ready for sex. I would still like to try to get away with you for the weekend." His finger slid along my face as I leaned towards him. "So, am I your boyfriend now, Jethro?"
"Yeah, you're my boyfriend, Tony, and I'm yours." He kissed me slowly and stroked his fingers along my face softly. "Yeah, we won't rush the sex, I agree there, and we we'll go sailing this weekend. Be ready when I call, on Friday, to head off if we don't get a case." I nodded, liking being close to Jethro like this. He lowered his head and kissed me slowly, strokes his thumbs along my neck softly.
"I'll call tomorrow, when I get a chance. If I get off early, the three of us can have dinner, sound good?" I looked at him and smiled.
"Yeah, sounds great! Now I need to get Andy to bed before he wakes up."He nodded and kissed me softly before I slide into my car. He watched me drive off. I went home and put the boy to bed. I put the dog in the bedroom with me, knowing he'd need to be walked at some point during the night and it was better to have him in my room.