A/N: Alright, I have everyone's attention. Let the games begin! Conversation in italics is from a cell phone speaker.

...

Tim was scrambling to access the laptops while feeling petrified at what they were about to do.

"Why are you making us follow Gibbs?"

Abby looked at him with a mischievous glint in her eye that Tim knew only caused them trouble.

"Because you're dying to know who this Anthony person is."

"Yeah, I am curious, but I don't know why we have to follow Gibbs to do it."

"That's why we're bringing the laptops silly."

Ducky came up to them. "Abigail, as much as I love you, but I do believe Timothy is right. I will bow out of this adventure of yours and take my leave." And he left the lab.

"See Abby, even Ducky knows it's suicide!"

"Quit whining Timmy, it'll be fun."

Tim started to get a weird feeling and felt his stomach twist into knots.

...

Everyone met in the parking garage and got in the car with Ziva driving.

"Okay troops, here's the plan. We're following Gibbs. Ziva is driving because she's the only one who can keep up with him and stay far enough away to not be made. Us three will use these computers for surveillance. Kate, you'll be searching the databases for this Anthony. Timmy, when we get to our destination, hack into the security cameras. I'll turn Gibbs' smartphone speaker into a microphone so we can hear what is being said."

"I still think this is a bad idea."

"Shut up, McGee!"

"Jeez, what a way to make a guy feel emasculated."

...

Gibbs was making good time headed to Georgetown. There was hardly any traffic and he had the freedom to speed up in his Challenger. He knew tonight was going to be perfect. He caught something in his peripheral vision from the rearview mirror. A car was keeping pace with him. His gut went into overdrive and he switched gears, picking up speed.

...

"Ziva, what the hell?! You're going over 100 mph. Are you trying to kill us?"

"You said to follow him and that is what I am doing, yes?"

"Kate, what do you have?"

"Anthony Dante Gibbs, formerly known as Anthony Dante DiNozzo Jr. Forty-two years old. Was born on Long Island to a wealthy family. Went to Ohio State and graduated with degrees in psychology. He entered the Academy in Baltimore and made his career there, making detective in 6 years. He left sometime after that."

"Why did he leave?"

"It doesn't say."

"Keep looking. I almost have his phone on speaker."

...

Gibbs reached the campus of Georgetown University with a few minutes to spare. He found a parking spot and waited. A minute later, a man walked toward him, his suit bringing out the green in his eyes. To Gibbs, he was the most beautiful person in the world and no one else mattered. Someone, maybe a student, stopped the man to ask him a question. That gave Gibbs time to go over his day.

The roses weren't a big surprise. He knew his husband was fucking with his teams' mind, wanting to assess their reactions. He had observed them when they weren't looking and he could the distracted looks on their faces. He couldn't remember much else since he was in MTAC all day. Then he thought of something. When he had walked into Abby's office he had caught the faint scents of perfume and cologne. Gibbs always used this particularly sensitive part of his anatomy to remember who smelled like what. The team didn't need to know that.

He had sniffed the air a bit while changing and noted several smells. There had been at least 5 people in the room before him and it was fresh. He listed the smells and who they belonged to.

Gunpowder=Abby, obviously because it's her office.

Pipe Smoke=McGee, kind of hard not to notice.

Strawberries=Kate, think it's her shampoo.

Leather=Ziva, she loves cars.

Antiseptic=Ducky, do I really need to explain?

Okay, that means the team was in the lab before he got there. Wait a minute, weren't they supposed to be on cold cases? Before he could instigate this further, the passenger door opened. Tony got in gracefully even with his long legs. Tony. His Tony. After twelve years of marriage, he still looked as beautiful as the day they met at a psychology seminar in Baltimore.

"Hey, beautiful."

"Hi, handsome. Ready to go?"

"Yep, what did Samantha say?" Gibbs had pulled the car out onto the highway.

"She said that she would be delighted to keep the kids later since we only get to do this once a year."

"Not once a year. We do this all the time."

"Eh, well. At least we have some alone time."

"Yeah, with our caseload and me getting called into MTAC...it's a fucking nightmare."

Tony chuckled. "I don't know how you do it."

Gibbs took Tony's hand in his and entwined their fingers. "Because I'm a bastard."

Tony laughed out loud at this.

...

The team had been following for about twenty minutes when they saw Gibbs' car pull in at an extravagant authentic Italian restaurant.

"Wow, Bossman got game."

They pulled in across the street in time to watch Gibbs get out and open the passenger door, offering his hand to the other occupant of the vehicle.

"This is better that watching Animal Planet."

"I agree, this is not Gibbs' typical behavior."

"Timmy, you got the cameras?"

"Yeah." He turned the monitor so everyone could see the screen. Gibbs and the man they assume is Anthony had just entered, the other man's hand tucked into the crook of Gibbs' elbow.

Kate smirked. "I think it's obvious to say who wears the pants in this relationship."

Ziva looked confused. "They are both wearing pants."

The other three busted out laughing.

"Oh good one Ziva." said Abby, trying not to smear her mascara she was laughing so hard. She typed a few keys in and hooked the laptop into the car's speakers so they could hear what they were saying.

"Kate, you got anything else to share with us while we wait for them to be seated?"

"Yeah, there's a file on Anthony's father. I can't access it. McGee, see what you can do."

It took Tim a second to open the file and handed the laptop back to Kate.

"Anthony Dante DiNozzo Sr. 65 years old. Born in Sicily and immigrated to the States where he married his wife, Maria Paddington. They only had one son, Anthony Jr. He runs a multimillion dollar company with assets placed all over the world."

"Born with a silver spoon in his mouth."

"Hush, guys. They're sitting down."

They watched the two men be lead to their table. It was in the back and away from the rest of the occupants. Gibbs pulled Anthony's chair out for him and pushed it back in when he was seated. Gibbs then took his own seat across from the other man.

"Gentlemen, what would you like to have to drink?" their waiter asked.

"I'll have a glass of iced tea if you have it." Anthony said.

"And for you sir?"

"I'll have a tea as well. And don't call me sir, I work for a living."

"Very good. I'll go get your drinks and be back to take your order." The waiter left.

Anthony turned to Gibbs.

"Jethro, do you really have to do that every time. He's just a kid." he chuckled.

Gibbs smirked. "I wasn't going to hurt him."

"Yeah, right. You always intimidate everyone around you. No wonder you're a bastard."

Gibbs gave him a genuine heartfelt smile. "Yeah, but I'm your bastard."

"Damn straight." He reached across the table and took Gibb's hand in his.

"Aww, that's so sweet!" Abby said.

"That was so cheesy," Kate said.

"What is so cheesy about being a bastard?"

They all laughed at Ziva.

"Waiter's back."

"I wish we had popcorn."

"Here are your drinks, gentlemen. Now, what are you having this evening?"

Anthony answered. "We'll have the house special and tell Vinnie we said hi."

"Alright, it'll be thirty minutes tops."

When their waiter left, Gibbs stood up and held out his hand to the other man. Anthony smiled and took it. They walked to another part of the restaurant.

"Where are they going?"

"Timmy, find another angle."

The camera refocused and settle on the two men. Gibbs had taken Anthony out onto the dance floor and held him in a close embrace.

"Ermegerd! They're dancing. Leroy Jethro Gibbs is dancing. The world is coming to an end."

"Quiet Abby and watch."

And watch they did. Gibbs was obviously taking the lead as he waltzed with the other man across the floor. The other dancers had walked away as if they knew they couldn't hold a candle to them. The song soon had come to an end and another came on. The mood on the floor quickly changed and both men instantly snapped into an Argentine Tango.

"Whoa, did you see that."

Kate blinked. "They're really good."

The men were so focused on each other that they didn't notice the other dancers looking at them. It was like they were in their own world and they were the only occupants. The only time they refocused was when a new song started and changed their dance style to go along with it. After dancing for close to an hour nonstop, the last song ended and Gibbs dipped Anthony, kissing him long and slow.

The occupants of the car couldn't hear anything because the audience around the dance floor was clapping and cheering so loud on the verge of deafening.

Gibbs brought Tony back up and held his face in his hands. "Happy Anniversary, Tony," he said breathing hard.

Tony smiled while trying to get his breath back. "Happy Anniversary, Jethro."

The crowd dispersed, leaving the men alone on the floor. They walked back to the table and sat down, smiles on their faces.

"Antonio! Jethro!"

They turned and saw the head chef, Vincenzo, coming towards them with their dishes.

"Wonderful dancing, both of you, as always."

Anthony stood up and kissed him on both cheeks. "Hi Vinnie."

"Vinnie." Jethro shook his hand.

Vinnie looked at both of them. "How's -*static*"

"Abby!"

"Sorry, give me a sec."

(Conversation they missed)

"How's the family?"

"The twins are great. They're growing up so fast. This is their most recent picture."

Anthony opened his wallet and pulled out a photo of their 10 year old twins, Jason and Jacob. Jacob favored Gibbs by having the same ice blue eyes. Jason was more like Anthony with his playful side.

"The next time you come, bring them. They are always a joy to see."

"We will."

"Good. Enjoy your meal. It is on the house."

By the time Vinnie leaves, Abby has the sound working again.

The men dug in and ate silently. They looked at each other exchanging small smiles here and there. They had an entire conversation without words being said.

"Why aren't they saying anything?"

"I don't know."

Gibbs and Anthony finished and prepared to leave. Since their meal cost them nothing, Gibbs tossed a twenty for the tip on the table.

"Guys, here they come." They ducked in their seats waiting for Gibbs and Anthony to drive off.

"Tony."

They looked up and saw Gibbs holding out his hand. Tony took it and unashamed at the display of affection, they walked to the park across the street.

"I've lost visual."

"Are there cameras in the park?"

"Let me check... There's only one in this direction."

Gibbs and Tony had reached a park bench and sat down under a park lamp. They turned to each other and made themselves comfortable.

"Thank you so much for tonight, Jethro."

Gibbs smiled. "I'm glad you're happy. And I want to thank you for the gift."

"It was a last minute purchase and I'm happy if you're happy."

Gibbs chuckled. "I haven't given you your gift yet."

Tony beamed. "Give it!"

Gibbs smirked. "So impatient." He pulled the velvet bag out of his coat and gave it to the younger man. Tony opened it and pulled out a stunning 18K gold Marine Corps medallion and necklace.

"I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything."

Gibbs took the necklace from him and placed it around his neck. "It looks beautiful on you, Tony."

Tony looked up at him and snuggled in close. Gibbs welcomed him into the hug.

"You want to know what can be even more beautiful?"

"Yeah, what's that?"

"I'm pregnant."...

Whew, this is the longest chapter to date. Confrontation coming up in the next two chapters!