Just a short one.
He went looking for him not long after everyone had left for the night. He knew that he was still in the building as his suit jacket was still hanging on the back of his desk chair.
It only took ten minutes to find him. He stood still and quietly watched as his SFA, methodically cleaned the back up weapons that the team used from time to time. On the large bench he saw Tony's own weapons stripped down waiting their turn to be cleaned as well.
"You do realize that the techs in here clean and maintain all of the weapons." He says breaking the silence.
"I do, but none of them do it to your specifications. I do it, so you don't growl."
Gibbs sits opposite from him grabbing the needed cleaning equipment from the open tray he starts to clean Tony's ankle weapon. A smaller weapon than his usual Sig, but still a good choice for a back up. "Is that a fact DiNozzo?"
Tony looks at his boss and says nothing about it. It is the ultimate trust that he is showing, by letting his boss clean his weapon. "Yeah."
"They don't get it clean enough."
"I know, but I do. Don't forget that barrel has a tiny burr in it."
"I've been cleaning weapons since you were in high school Tony, I know what I'm doing. Why don't you get this thing fixed anyway?"
"Not worth the hassle for one and any bullets that come out of that little shooter will be marked no way to it hide or confuse it with another gun barrel."
Gibbs silently agrees with him. He looks at Tony and takes a deep breath as he gathers his thoughts. Not one for talking, he is known as a man of few words.
"Tony about earlier, you said that you did a background check before you said yes to me."
"I did."
"How thorough was it?"
"I know where you went to High School. I know about your mom and about your dad's store."
"Do you know about?" Gibbs starts to say softly.
Tony stands with rifle and looks at Gibbs. "Some things a man should be able to keep to himself. Some things are no one else's business."
"Tony."
"I did light a candle for them when I found out, it just felt right some how." Tony tells him softly before he leaves to put he rifle back in the cage with the rest of the NCIS weapons.
Tony stays away long enough to give Gibbs a chance to regain his composure. "If you're done cleaning my weapons. Let's go eat I'm starved I feel like breakfast, steak, eggs and hotcakes. I'll even eat a bowl of fruit just to make Ducky happy."
"You're going to have to run an extra mile tomorrow if you eat that, you know." Gibbs tells him with a laugh.
"So, I'll pick you up at six and we can run together before we have be back here. That is after we go to your favorite place for breakfast, I swear that waitress saves the best coffee rolls for you."
Gibbs stands and hands both of the now cleaned weapons back to him. It is a small gesture but he knows that his secret is safe with Tony. He should have known that Tony would have found out, after all it was one of the reasons he hired him in the first place.