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It was an early Friday morning in December and Gibbs woke at the sound of his phone going off. He groaned and pulled himself off the couch and looked around for his phone, finding it in the kitchen. He looked at the caller I.D and ignored it. Stupid telemarketer, he thought. He sighed as he saw the time read 0630 and went over to the coffee maker to get the coffee brewing and pulled a cup down from the cabinet above. He walked out to the living room and went up the stairs to the second floor of his house to the master bedroom. Gibbs pulled out a pair of sweatpants, socks, boxers, and a t-shirt and a pullover sweatshirt that said NIS. He pulled off his clothes and pulled out the newly set out clothes on, heading back downstairs after he was dressed. He sniffed the air and sighed contently, smelling the coffee aroma. Going to the kitchen, he poured himself a cup and then stopped himself. He could feel eyes on his back. He quickly pulled a hand gun from the drawer in front of him and turned around. The man stood there frozen at his feet with his hands in the air and chuckled. Gibbs sighed and put the gun back where it was.
"Dammit Mike..." He mumbled. He poured himself a cup of coffee and pulled out another cup for Mike Franks, pouring his cup and handing it to him. Both men sat at the island in the kitchen. "What are you doing here Mike?" Gibbs questioned, not looking away from the paper Mike brought in. Mike chuckled and set his coffee cup down.
"Just wanted to see how you were doing probie. Came back to D.C to see ya. That a problem?" He stated. He sipped from his coffee cup and Gibbs rolled his eyes and grunted in response. Franks sighed and shook his head. "Listen, I do have a favor to ask of you." He said and set his cup down again, this time for good. Gibbs set the paper down and waited for Mike to continue. "Nothing huge. I promise." He said, feeling the doubt from Gibbs. He sighed. "Can you make me a nice box? Like a jewelry box. Ya know? It's for a special someone down in Mexico." He looked at Gibbs and Gibbs glared. Intensely.
"What's in it for me?" Gibbs said and picked the paper up again, reading different sections. Mike pulled the paper down again and Gibbs sighed. "What?" He said. Mike pursed his lips.
"This is a really important thing probie." Franks said and Gibbs looked to him, seeing the desperate look in his eyes. Gibbs sighed and nodded.
"Yeah, but you gotta give me time Mike. A week?" He wagered. Mike nodded and put his hand out. The men shook hands and got up. "I'm going for a run, you joining me or leaving?" Gibbs said walking towards the door. He put his sneakers on.
"I'm leaving, I've got another place to go. Thank you probie." Mike said and then left out the back door. Gibbs chuckled and shook his head. Gibbs put on gloves and a hat because it was the middle of December. There wasn't any snow yet but it was cold. He opened the door and started to jog out towards the road and to the left, to get to the park.
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Gibbs ran through the park for a good hour an a half before he stopped at a park bench and sat down, catching his breath and rubbing his knee. He sighed at the slight pain he was getting from his knee. Gibbs knew he wasn't getting any younger, he knew this would happen eventually. He shook his leg out and got back up. He went off into a run again and went around the corner. He looked around the park, and smiled. The park was quiet for the most part, apart from the slight breeze and the birds. He looked straight ahead and ran into someone, without realizing how close they were. He fell back on his ass and caught himself on his hands. His knee really hurt now. The man he ran into had fallen forward on his face and Gibbs immediately went to his side.
"Sir are you okay?" Gibbs said and tapped the man's shoulder to make sure he was okay. He heard a groan and the man moved to his side, and sat up, rubbing his head.
"Fuck man.. Watch where you're going..." The mystery man said. He pulled his hand away from his head groaned, seeing the blood on his hand.
"Shit, c'mon let's get you to the hospital." Gibbs said and stood up carefully, making sure not to put too much pressure on his knee. He held out a hand and the man shook his head.
"I'm fine. Don't worry about it." The man stood up and looked to Gibbs. The other man looked to Gibbs, almost in awe. He coughed and shook his head.
"Are you sure you're okay? Your head is bleeding." Gibbs said and put a gentle hand up to the man's head. "Uhm, I'm Gibbs by the way." He said. The other man looked to him oddly.
"Gibbs? Like just Gibbs or is there another name? And I'm Anthony Dinozzo, but call me Tony." He said. He hissed when Gibbs put pressure to the wound. "Hey Gibbs watch it." He hissed.
"Sorry. It's not deep, just needs to be cleaned." Gibbs said. He stepped back some and winced as his knee shot a pain up his leg. Tony chuckled.
"If anything, you need to go get checked out old man." Tony snickered and Gibbs slapped him on the back of the head. Tony glared at him and he chuckled.
"Doesn't phase me Tony." He said. "Well, if you're fine, then I'll go." Gibbs said and was about to jog off when Tony stopped him.
"I need something to clean this with. Do you have anything?" He said motioning to his head. Gibbs shook his head and Tony sighed.
"I only live a few minutes away if you would like me to help you." Gibbs offered. Gibbs smacked himself internally. Why the fuck did I just offer to help a stranger? He thought. Tony smiled and nodded.
"My car's close, we can drive. Looks like your knee could use the rest." Tony smirked. Gibbs shook his head smiling. The two men walked towards Tony's car and got in, driving to Gibbs' house. Once they pulled up into the driveway, they got out and walked into the house.
"Take a seat in the kitchen." Gibbs said walking towards the downstairs half bath. Tony nodded and found the kitchen, sitting at the island. He saw the two coffee cups and bit his lip. Could this guy have a wife here? Tony thought. Gibbs came into the kitchen a minute later with some cotton balls, bandages and some alcohol to sterilize and clean the cut. He set the things down on the table top and poured some alcohol onto a cotton ball. "This is gonna sting." Gibbs said. He slowly and carefully dragged the cotton ball across the cut and cleaned away the blood.
"Shit. You weren't kidding!" Tony seethed, keeping his eyes shut tight and hands balled into fists. Gibbs chuckled.
"Baby." He whispered and finished cleaning the cut.
"Hey!" Tony said and smacked Gibbs arm. Gibbs glared and Tony looked down embarrassed. "Sorry." He said. Gibbs patted his back and put the bandage on over the cut.
"There. Done." Gibbs said and cleaned up the bloody cotton balls and alcohol and bandages. Tony put a couple fingers over the bandage and smiled.
"So now it's your turn. Got any heating pads? Ice packs?" Tony said and Gibbs came back into the kitchen.
"My knee's fine. You can leave now." Gibbs said sternly, glaring at the younger man. Tony turned around and looked at Gibbs and nodded.
"Yeah I should go... Uh, thank you. Gibbs." He said and held his hand out for a shake. Gibbs took it and shook his hand. "Hope to see you again." Tony smiled and left the house. Gibbs heard the engine of his car turn over, and pull away from the house. Gibbs sighed and sat down.
"What the fuck was that Gibbs!" He asked himself. He just let a complete stranger into his home, knowing nothing about this man. What made him do it? Was it because he felt guilty for hurting Tony? That's what he told himself. He felt guilty for hurting the poor civilian. He did admit to himself though, that Tony was a pretty good looking guy. His skin tanned, and firm, no imperfections. His eyes, a bright green and his hair was slightly sloppy, but a nice dark brown. He slammed his fist on the table top and left to go shower upstairs in the master. He thought about this new man he now, knew of. He quickly showered and got ready for work.
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The next few hours were uneventful. There were no cases to be solved. No paperwork, and the cold cases were passed off to another team. Gibbs sat at his desk and thought of the man he met that morning. He was so sarcastic, and yet, very pigheaded, like himself. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He stood up and pushed his chair in.
"Be back. Coffee." He mumbled to his two agents sitting in the bullpen; Agent McGee and Agent Todd. He walked to the elevator and left the building to go get coffee from a street vender that was close by. As he got in line he felt someone step behind him and tap his shoulder. He quickly turned and was surprised to see Tony standing behind him.
"Hey, surprise surprise. I thought that was you." Tony smiled. He had a wonderful and white smile. Gibbs groaned and rolled his eyes. "Rude..." Tony mumbled. Gibbs chuckled and stood up to the vendor. He ordered a strong black coffee.
"Thank you." Gibbs said as he paid and walked away. He could hear Tony order his and follow his steps quickly. "What do you want Tony?" Gibbs asked still walking back to NCIS. Tony finally caught up to him and smiled.
"I'm looking for NCIS. I'm a new hired employee and guess who's team I'm on?" Tony said smirked. Gibbs groaned.
"Please don't say mine." Gibbs said. Tony laughed and nodded. Gibbs stopped and turned around, this time Tony almost running into him and spilling his coffee.
"Yup, Now you get to deal with me all the time Gibbs." He smiled. Gibbs sat on a bench close by and Tony sat with him. "I'm from Baltimore. I was a detective there, but I got a call from your director, saying he wanted me for your team. When I met you this morning I didn't know you worked their, but now I do, because first of all, who's last name is Gibbs, really, and second of all, you were walking towards the building. See? I'm a damn good detective." Tony laughed and gave Gibbs a goofy smile. Gibbs ran his hand over his face and sighed.
"Alright then listen up, we'll go back to NCIS, and I'll give you a tour." Shut up! Stop talking! Gibbs thought. Stop acting like this! His brain told him and he looked over to Tony who was smiling. He smiled a whole lot. "Wipe that grin off your face Dinozzo. Let's go," Gibbs said remembering his last name from this morning. Tony frowned and followed Gibbs back to NCIS.
"So where do we start...boss?" Tony asked and Gibbs stopped a moment and looked to him,
"Well first off, you're very late. By..." He looked to his phone and looked at the time. " by six hours. Be here at 0800 every morning. Got it? And we'll start at the Director's office. I've got a few words for him." Gibbs said. The two men got into the elevator and went up to the director's office and barged in, not waiting for the secretary to let them in. Director Vance looked to both men in surprise.
"Agent Gibbs. I see you've met your new agent." Vance said and nodded to Tony.
"Yeah Vance, I have. Now why the hell didn't I know anything about it!" Gibbs shouted. Tony looked over to him shocked and stepped to the side a couple steps.
"Agent Dinozzo, relax. Can you wait outside please?" Vance directed and Tony nodded. He stepped outside the office and Gibbs and Vance looked at each other. "You needed another agent, I've noticed your team has been stressed out with only the three of you and with the past few months and the few cases we've received, I figured now would be a good time to show Mr. Dinozzo the ropes. He's already passed his field exams Gibbs, and he passed with flying colors, similarly to you. He's a great agent and he is ready." Vance explained. He came around his desk and stood in front of Gibbs. Gibbs glared. "That doesn't work with me." He chuckled. Gibbs sighed.
"Fuck Vance, can you tell me when you get me a new agent at least. I ran into Dinozzo this morning, literally, hence the bandage on his forehead. Was out for a run." Gibbs shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the doors.
"Hey." Vance said and Gibbs stopped and turned to look at him. "Go easy on him Gibbs. When I said he was similar to you, I meant it. Past and all." Vance said and Gibbs nodded. He opened the door and walked out of the room and found Tony sitting by the secretary's desk. "Agent Dinozzo, come here." Vance shouted lightly and he ran into the office. "Gibbs hold it." He shouted. Gibbs grumbled under his breath and waited, knowing he had to wait for Tony to show him the building. Tony came out minutes later with his badge and I.D card, and a typical government issued hand gun that was in its case, in his hand. He smirked and Gibbs rolled his eyes.
"Let's go Dinozzo." Gibbs said and they took the elevator down to the basement to autopsy. "We'll start in the basement in autopsy." He said and Tony nodded. He shoved his new badge, and I.D card into his pockets and carried the case with the gun. Gibbs leaned over and stopped the elevator with the emergency stop button. Tony jumped at the startling stop and gripped the sides of the elevator.
"What the hell!" Dinozzo yelled and glared at Gibbs. Gibbs, unphased by the glare crossed his arms. "What!" Tony almost shouted. "What did I do now?"
"Why didn't you say something this morning?" Gibbs questioned. Tony looked surprised at his question and opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again because he couldn't think of what to say.
"Honestly, it didn't cross my mind." Tony said and shrugged his shoulders. "I just kind of forgot about it and remembered when I parked my car and changed before I came here."
"What do you mean parked your car?" Gibbs asked and leaned closer to Tony. He bit his lip and sighed.
"I don't have a place quite yet. I've been using the gym shower room and just changed in my car, where ever it is parked." Tony shrugged it off like it was nothing. Gibbs glared at him. Gibbs fought an internal battle with his brain and heart about whether or not to ask him to stay at his place in the guest bedroom. He lost the battle and asked.
"I have a spare room. You can stay with me." Gibbs said. He turned the elevator back on and it went down towards autopsy. Tony looked at him confused.
"Are you sure? I can live in my car. Not the first time." He shrugged. Gibbs sighed.
"Do you want to stay or not Dinozzo." He stated. Gibbs looked at him and watched him. He watched the emerald eyes stare back at him.
"I'll stay. Thank you so much boss. I really appreciate it. I do, and I promise to leave as soon as I find a place." Tony rambled. Gibbs chuckled and waited for the elevator doors to open, signaling that they were at autopsy.
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