His newest agent wasn't exactly run-way model material, Gibbs would admit that. Or even field agent material if he was being honest with himself. But she was keen and willing to learn.

Gibbs like to think that he didn't judge by appearances but there was no denying that Timothy McGee still had her fair share of puppy fat – no doubt that was not helped by the girl having a desk job at Norfolk. But Gibbs was pleased to see that Tim did not let that hold her back and she accepted every challenge that came her way.

Perhaps she was a little too willing to throw herself into a challenge as he had been forced to have a word with Kate when he had heard her and DiNozzo snickering about sending McGee out a first story window – quoting it as regulations to convince the 'probie' to do it. Perhaps her accepting nature wasn't all that good after all but she would learn soon enough to take things with a pinch of salt.

In the meantime though he wouldn't stand for unnecessary stunts that could lead to serious injuries – it was bad enough that he had to watch the young woman hold herself gingerly for a few days after her fall.

Small things to haze the new rookie in their team was one thing but a line had to be drawn.

Gibbs glared at Tony who was too busy acting like a self-congratulatory moron to pay him any attention.

Finally he seemed to notice that Gibbs was not amused and his laughter faded away.

"Come on boss, that was funny,"

Gibbs simply shook his head, slapped DiNozzo on the back of his and headed for autopsy.

"How is she, Duck?"

Gibbs entered to find Ducky seeing to McGee and the keyboard that had been superglued to her hands by the overgrown child he had just left.

"Ouch," McGee hissed.

Gibbs felt a pang in his chest when he saw tears gathering in the corners of her eyes. She was blinking viciously and holding up well but he had a feeling she wouldn't hold up much longer.

Maybe he had been wrong to insist on Tim joining the team. After all, if this was how she reacted to a little bit of glue…

"I apologise my dear but there is no avoiding this,"

"It's alright Ducky,"

Gibbs walked up to the examination table that Tim was sitting on with Ducky leaning over her hands and peered over the doctor's shoulder.

Several fingers had been freed from the keyboard and one or two of them were bleeding.

"How's it going Duck?" he asked, truly concerned now at the sight of her slim fingers missing skin.

The doctor didn't even glance up from his task of swabbing at the pads of McGee's fingers with sections of bandage that stunk of acetone.

"Some skin is being left on the board as you can see and the fingers still stuck are burning from the glue, Jethro,"

"I'm fine, really,"

Gibbs ignored the young woman's words and continued to focus on Ducky's ministrations.

"I am, the burning doesn't feel so bad now," he glanced back up at her and she smiled at him – something she was usually too nervous to do…she had a pretty smile, "It just feels warm, almost nice,"

"Tony has gone too far this time, Jethro. This is hardly appropriate behaviour in the workplace or to expect from your senior agent,"

"I'll talk to DiNozzo," Gibbs mumbled.

Tony did need to draw a line with his jokes. This was not acceptable.

Gibbs left autopsy to the sound of Ducky suggesting wrapping the fingers that were bleeding and soaking her whole hand, keyboard and all, in a basin of the solution.

It looked like he was going to be shy one computer genius for a little while.

He pressed the button and waited none too patiently for the elevator door to slide open.

It was time he got it through Tony's thick skull that if he pulled this stunt again the skin might not grow back next time.

"DiNozzo!" Gibbs snapped when he returned to the bullpen to the sound of dog barking coming from McGee's computer and Tim tumbling from her chair to land painfully on the floor. He watched as her head struck the partition as she fell and the little colour she had drained from her face in record time.

Her face was almost glittering with the sudden sweat the fright had caused.

"Yes Boss," Tony stood rapidly.

"McGee, go and see Ducky," he told the young woman who was being helped to stand by an obviously furious Ziva.

"But Gibbs-"

"It wasn't a suggestion, Tim,"

"I shall accompany her down to autopsy, Gibbs," Ziva spoke while throwing a glare that could kill a corpse in Tony's direction.

"Come along, McGee," Ziva wrapped an arm around Tim's waist, "A cup of tea will be most welcome, yes?"

Gibbs waited silently – more than happy to let Tony stew for a while – for the two women to get into the elevator and the doors to close before he approached Tony.

"You thought that was funny, Tony?"

He spoke low, not wanting to involve the whole floor in the discussion, but he noticed more than one set of eyes focusing on them.

"It kinda was, boss," Tony admitted with a little shrug.

Before Tony had the chance to blink at him his hand shot out and collided with the back of his agent's head.

Tony rubbed at his skull, wincing.

"Would you play a gun shot at someone injured in the line of fire," Gibbs struggled to keep hold of his temper.

Tony frowned at the question.

"Course not, boss,"

"Then why the hell," he snarled, "Would you have dogs barking on the computer of someone who has just been attacked by one, Tony? What the hell where you thinking?"

"It was funny though, you should have seen her face," Tony rambled.

"I saw her face Tony, and what I saw was anything but funny." He leaned in close to Tony's ear, "You will apologise, and you will never pull a stunt like this again,"

"But boss, McGee-"

"Am I understood, DiNozzo,"

"Yes Boss," Tony sulked.

"Good,"

Gibbs stormed in the direction of the staircase. He needed to get rid of some of his ager before he reached autopsy and walking down the stairs was the next best thing to dragging Tony to the gym and working it out that way.

DiNozzo needed to think before he acted.

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