Gibbs and Tony were leaving NCIS to head to Gibbs' house. Tony followed behind Gibbs in his car. Gibbs sighed. "What are you thinking? What's going on? Why is it, all of a sudden this man is the center of your world to you? You haven't felt this way since Kelly and Shannon you bastard" Gibbs thought. He ran a shaky hand through his hair and slowly pulled into his driveway, with Tony pulling in behind him. Gibbs sat in his car a moment longer to think about his decision, when a tapping on the glass brought him out of his little world. He looked over to a goofy, smiling Tony. He sighed and got out of the car.

"Need any help Dinozzo?" Gibbs asked and walked around his car towards Tony's.

"Nah, I think I got it. Just a few gym bags." Tony said and opened the trunk grabbing his bags. "I sold a lot of my things before I came to D.C, like my TV and dishes and stuff. I had no way to bring it with me." Tony said sadly. "I did bring my DVD player and some of my favorite movies though!" Tony shouted in remembrance and looked through his bags to find the bag with the movies and disc player. Gibbs chuckled. Tony started to grab bags and Gibbs grabbed a couple. "Boss I can get it." Tony insisted and Gibbs shook his head.

"C'mon inside." Gibbs motioned. Tony shut his trunk and both men walked inside the house. Gibbs showed Tony upstairs to the guest bedroom, next to his own. Well... This will be interesting. Gibbs softly things on the ground. "Be right back." Gibbs went into the hallway closet and grabbed sheets, pillows, and a few blankets for the bed so it was more comfortable. He went back into the room and found himself smiling a little watching Tony put his clothing into the closet and small dresser. He noticed his suits were very fresh and clean, and looked very expensive. Tony turned and saw Gibbs watching him. Gibbs cleared his throat and walked into the room.

"Thanks." Tony said smiling. Gibbs nodded and started to make the bed up for him. Tony stopped his hand holding the sheet. "I can set up the bed. No big deal." Tony gently took the sheet from Gibbs and started to make up his bed. Gibbs helped a little with the sheet and blanket, laying them out and tucking where it needed tucking. "Ya know, I really do appreciate this boss. You have no idea." Tony smiled.

"No problem." Gibbs said quietly. "Dinner?" Gibbs asked and Tony nodded. Gibbs walked downstairs to let Tony finish packing and start the fire up for making his cowboy-styled steaks. He grabbed a couple of raw ones out of the fridge and realized he needed to go shopping for food and drink. He normally didn't have to but he should now that Tony was living with him. He closed the fridge and went into the living room, grabbing the equipment he needed to make them over the fire. He heard some shuffling upstairs and then a loud thud. He quickly put the steaks down and ran upstairs, gun cocked and ready to fire. He looked around the corner and didn't see anyone. "Dinozzo?" He whispered. He heard a groan coming from the master bedroom and he held his gun cocked. He slowly walked in and checked the closet, seeing nothing. He slowly walked towards the bathroom and flung the door open. He checked the room to make sure it was safe and put his gun away. Tony was in the tub with the shower curtain on him and the rod above his head. Gibbs couldn't help but chuckle and Tony glared.

"Not funny boss. I was attacked by your shower curtain." He mumbled and rubbed his head. Gibbs took a second and realized that Tony was naked and he quickly grabbed him a towel and handed it to him. "Thanks..." He mumbled. He slowly stood and Gibbs bent over to grab the rod and curtain. He used all his self control not look towards Tony's naked body.

"What the hell were you doing Dinozzo?" Gibbs asked. He put the curtain and rod back in place and stared at the green eyed man. He chuckled and Gibbs glared, making Tony clear his throat.

"Well, I didn't get to shower after the run this morning, and I wanted to shower. There isn't a bathroom in the guest bedroom, and I couldn't find another one up here. I looked into the master bedroom and saw the door for in here was open...So I kinda...ya know. But I wasn't expecting your curtain rod and curtain to attack me. What the hell is that rod made of? Steel? Damn thing was heavy." Tony rambled. Gibbs chuckled and patted his shoulder.

"Well, I'm going to make dinner, try not to get killed taking a shower. Okay?" Tony rolled his eyes and pulled the curtain closed and flung his towel over the curtain rod, and turned the shower on. Gibbs chuckled, shaking his head and left the bedroom. He went downstairs and prepared the steaks to be cooked and then threw them on the fire. He turned them when they needed it. About ten minutes later, dinner is completely done and puts everything on plates for them. He sets it on the coffee table in front of the couch and goes into the kitchen to grab two beers and two forks and goes back out into the living to find Tony just coming down. "Hey." He said. He put the beer down by Tony's plate and sat down. Tony came down next to him and sat down.

"Uhm, do you have a knife?" Tony asked. Gibbs chuckled.

"Rule 9, always carry a knife." He pulled his out of his pocket and flipped the blade open. Tony jumped back a little and watched as Gibbs stabbed the plate in front of him. Gibbs pulled out another knife and opened it, starting to cut his own steak.

"Uh thanks." Tony said. He started to cut his steak up and groaned when he started to chew his piece. Gibbs raised his brow at him and Tony chuckled and swallowed his piece. "This is the best steak, I've ever had. Literally, ever." He said. Gibbs smiled.

"Thanks. It's a regular thing here. That or take out." Gibbs said and Tony looked down deep in thought. "What?"

"I'm going to make you lasagna tomorrow night. It's the least I can do for letting me stay here. I'll pick up the ingredients after work." Tony said. Gibbs shook his head. "I want to cook for you boss. I don't mind." He said.

"You don't have to." Gibbs said. He continued to cut up his steak into pieces. Tony smiled.

"I know that but I am going to. No ifs, ands, or buts about it." Tony nodded and cut up his steak, continuing to eat in a nice silence. Both men sipped at their beers in between steak pieces. When they were done, Tony grabbed the plates and forks to the kitchen. Gibbs was about to protest but Tony had already left the living room. Gibbs leaned back against the couch and closed his eyes. He jumped up when he heard the water running in the kitchen and walked out there.

"No, no, no. Dinozzo get away from the sink." Gibbs ordered and Tony stood still. He put his hands up in truce and stepped back. Gibbs went up to the sink and started to wash the dishes. "Go grab the knives." He mumbled. Tony left and grabbed the knives and set them on the counter next to the sink. He sat down at the familiar island from earlier that day. As Gibbs washed dishes, Tony paced around the kitchen and Gibbs put a hand up. "What Dinozzo?" He stood in front of Tony toe to toe with him. He felt Tony start to back up a little and he followed his steps. He felt Tony's hot breath blow onto his chest.

"Little close...B-bo-boss." Tony stuttered. Gibbs leaned into Tony's ear.

"Nervous, Dinozzo?" He whispered into his ear. He smirked when he heard Tony swallow hard and let out a tiny breath.

"Kinda." He said. Gibbs leaned away and walked off towards the living room.

"Good. I'll be working in the basement." He said and left a very frustrated and turned on Anthony Dinozzo in the kitchen. Tony groaned and looked down to his pants.

"Seriously?" He whispered. He thought of every trick in the book to get rid of his boner and walked downstairs to the basement. He slowly descended the stairs and looked at Gibbs. "Woah..." He said looking around the basement and letting his gaze land on the half finished boat in the center. Gibbs continued to work on his latest project; the jewelry box that Mike requested. Tony came and stood next to Gibbs watching him work. He heard Gibbs sigh and back up. "I'm sorry... I can go to bed.." He said sadly. He started to walk towards the stairs and Gibbs grabbed his arm.

"Know how to use tools?" Gibbs questioned, taking his arm from Tony's and continued sanding down a piece of wood.

"Depends on the tool I guess." He said stepping closer. Gibbs nodded and handed Tony a piece of wood and a hand sander. "So what am I doing?"

"Just sand with the grain." Gibbs said. Tony laid the wood piece down and was about to sand but Gibbs stopped him. "Hold on." He took Tony's hands in his, and moved his hands with Tony's on the sander and wood piece. "No need to push hard. Just slowly sand away." He whispered into his ear. Tony shivered a little and nodded. Gibbs let go of his hands and he sanded away. Gibbs went back to work on his piece. They sanded in silence. Tony bit his lip and he stopped a second. Gibbs stopped himself and looked at Tony. He saw a sadness in his eyes that he couldn't quite place for the time being, and then he remembered what Vance had said that afternoon. "Go easy on him Gibbs. When I said he was similar to you, I meant it. Past and all." He wondered what it meant. "So Tony," He quietly said. He leaned back against the work bench and crossed his arms. He had a feelings things were going to get very emotional between them. "What's wrong?" Tony looked up and bit his lip. He stood by the stairs now, a further distance than before and he sighed.

"A lot on my mind is all." Tony mumbled. Gibbs pulled down a bottle of bourbon and emptied two glasses of nails and blew them out. He poured bourbon into each and carried Tony's glass to him and grabbed the bottle and his own glass. He walked up stairs and Tony, confused, followed behind him. Gibbs went all the way up to the guest bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Tony set his glass down on the dresser and leaned against it.

"Well?" Gibbs said. Tony swallowed and let out a slow breath, trying to calm himself. "Relax Tony. If you don't want to talk we don't have to." He said softly. Tony nodded and ran a hand through his hair and started to pace around the room.

"I didn't move just because of the director wanting me to be part of your team..." He started off. Gibbs nodded for him to move on and Tony sighed. He swallowed all his bourbon in one gulp and Gibbs stood up and refilled his glass. He set the bottle on the dresser and brought Tony over to the bed to sit. "While I was at Baltimore, there was a man there...He kind of reminds me of you... He... Let's just say he took advantage of me one night while we were celebrating a fellow co-worker's birthday..." He said very quietly. Gibbs looked at him in pain. That's why he was so nervous earlier. Gibbs thought. Tony continued on. "It was another co-worker who was very close with me. We were like best friends when we first met. He helped me through my divorce and my ex-wife's abortion...I wanted the child but she didn't. She got an abortion done behind my back boss..." He whispered. Gibbs set a gentle hand on Tony's back and he could feel Tony shaking.

"Hey, you don't have to continue on Tony. I get it..." He said, knowing all to well what it was like to lose the love of your life and a child, whether it was an abortion or not. He squeezed Tony's shoulder and brought him closer, bringing Tony's head to his chest. Tony shook and started to sob uncontrollably. Gibbs tried to soothe him as much as he could. "Shh..." He whispered.

"Boss, I'm sorry...This looks awful I'm my part." He choked out a laugh. He wiped both his eyes and Gibbs couldn't help but hug the man.

"It's fine. Like I said, you don't have to go on." He whispered into Tony's ear. He felt Tony nod and he let him out of his arms. He felt really upset for a moment, missing that warmth from Tony.

"I am sorry..." Tony said and Gibbs gently punched his arm. He looked to him confused.

"Rule number 6, never say your sorry, it's a sign of weakness." Gibbs stated.

"So how many rules are there? Do you have them written down somewhere?" Tony said. Gibbs chuckled and shook his head.

"Not written down. You'll learn them along the way Tone." Gibbs said, trying this new nickname for his new agent. Tony smiled a little and stood up from the bed. "I'll let you go for the night. Get some sleep." Gibbs said. Tony nodded and gave Gibbs the bourbon bottle. Gibbs nodded and left the room to back down to the basement. Tony sighed.

"I need to control myself." He whispered. He laid back in bed putting his glass next to him on the night stand.

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