"I'm gonna kill him!" Sam heard Dean yell from inside of Tony's bedroom. Well I guess he figured the mystery out that is Tony, well part of it anyway. Nobody will ever be able figure that one out. Sam was leaning against the wall that was right outside of the bathroom deep in thought about what was going on with his little brother.
Tony walked out of the bathroom practically running into Sam in his haste to get back to his brothers.
"Sam" Tony said in a relieved voice, and grabbed onto his brother. His hands balling up the back of Sam's t-shirt as he hugged him close. Sam's arms came around to hold onto Tony. One arm wrapped around Tony's shoulders (since he was so tall) while the other rested on top of Tony's head.
"Hey kiddo, what's the matter?" Sam asked Tony.
Tony didn't answer instead he just shook his head in Sam's shirt.
"Hey you know you can talk to use about it…you could talk to use about anything. We're your brothers. Just remember that we will always be here for you ok?" Sam said.
And the best part of what Sam just said is that Tony didn't say a word about it, even though Dean had basically said the same thing to Tony not 10 minutes before, but then again Sam had always been able to get away with pulling the touchy feely crap, as dean calls it.
"Yah Sam I know… I just… I don't know why I'm acting like this… I just don't get it." Tony said stepping away from Sam's comforting embrace.
"Maybe talking about what happened will help out" Sam quietly suggested.
"Yah well…hey what do you want for breakfast? I'm not sure what I have here it might be just crumbs because well I'm pretty much never here but I will try-"
"Tony your rambling and we all know that when you ramble you are desperately trying to avoid something, look kiddo we don't have to talk now but you will have to eventually. But for now lets go see what exactly you have to eat I'm starving. Do you have any onions?" Dean said casually as he strode past them.
Sam and Tony just looked at each other and started to laugh. Only Dean would be able to make a whiplash conversation like that one work.
Sam subtly nudged tony into the kitchen area, where dean was currently on the hunt for something edible to eat.
"dude! Im mean seriously. You arnt even a hunter anymore. You have a steady job AND apartment that you live in, and your telling me that all that you have in your refrigerator is a empty jar of manoyase, a rotten piece of something, and pepto bismo? Not even a beer dude! I'm going to have a serious talk with this Gibbs guy." Dean was rambling on and on about the lack of food in Tony's kitchen.
What could he say, when he wasn't doing paperwork in the office he was chasing bad guys, interrogating suspects, being kidnapped, talking to witnesses, bugging McGee and Ziva and being head slapped by Gibbs. And when he wasn't doing any of that he was at the bar with Abby, or having a date with a beautiful woman. Quite frankly he didn't have any time to be in his apartment. He was there for sleeping and that was pretty much it. Tony would have said all of that too but he really didn't want to explain all of that to his big brothers. He had a feeling that if he did that they would go into protective mode and have a serious talking with his boss and Tony was not really in the mood for that…yet.
It had been a couple of hours since the brothers had left the lab the way they had and special agent Gibbs had had enough. He was going to see Tony and, well, not exactly apologize but try and make it up to him. However thinking about it, Gibbs didn't need to apologize. He did absolutely nothing wrong, except not getting to Tony fast enough. No, Gibbs decided that he was going to help dean and Sam get his agent back to the way he was before.
Gibbs stopped at the store on his way home to restock Tony's kitchen for he understood Tony's living arrangements. He was going to be home for the next couple of weeks at the least, with two older brothers and Gibbs was willing to bet that Tony had nothing to eat in his house. Gibbs knew Tony's stomach, and if his brothers were anything like his senior field agent then he was going to need a hell of a lot of food.
As he was walking around the store he picked out everything that Tony would eat however he stopped and realized that he knew nothing about the eating habits of Dean and Sam. So he did the most logical thing…he called Tony.
"Hello?" dean was the first one to reach Tony's phone.
"Dean umm let me talk to Dinozzo…I mean Tony." Gibbs wasn't sure if the brothers were particularly familiar with Tony's new last name.
"Gibbs? Yah sure here he is…ooh tooonnnyyy! Your lover is on the phone wondering what your wearing!…dean just give me the goddamn phone…what's the matter Tony worried that he wont love you anymore once he finds out oomph! OW! What the hell was that for, no now your not getting the phone back until you apologize!" Gibbs smiled as he heard the antics of Tony's older brother. Gibbs almost laughed out loud when he heard the muffled sounds of what could only be a fight in progress. "Sonofa- where the hell you learn to fight like that…Hey Gibbs sorry about my brother he was just being his retarded self OW! DEAN I am on the phone! So why you calling boss?" tony said as he got the phone back from Dean. This time Gibbs laughed out loud when he heard the muffled voice of Dean "dude get off me this used to be funny when we were kids but now its just painful you are heavy dude! Sam a little help please?" then "nope dean your on your own for this one" from Sam
"Well I'm at the grocery store and I have no idea what your brothers will eat so I was hoping that you could tell me that."
"Wow boss didn't know that you cared. But uhhh yah sure well Dean will eat anything and everything but Sam really only eats healthy crap. All of us really enjoy pie." Tony said to Gibbs. He didn't bother with telling him what he liked because Gibbs already knew that.
"Ok then I will see you in a little while."
"Ok and Gibbs would you get peanut M&M's like slot of them? Dean eats them like they are going out of style and Sam likes to eat them too."
"Tony! Stop rambling. Yes I will get the M&M's for you. Get back to spending time with your brothers. That's an order." And with that he hung up the phone and continued to get the food for the boys.