Chapter Two
After a while they run out of oxygen, and he freed himself from Tony's grip.
"Tony," he panted. "I need to breath."
Tony pushed Tim against the wall and rested his forehead against Tim's.
"I miss you so much Tim, why can't you come back." It was more of a plea than a question Tim noticed.
"I can't, "Tim answered, "not just yet. But I am working on it, you have to trust me."
Tony let out a fake little laugh. "Trust you. Why should I trust you? You didn't even tell me that you had a mission downstairs. And now you tell me to trust you." Tony exclaimed.
McGee sighed and dragged Tony over to the couch. He pushed him down and sat down beside him.
"Tony, this is a need to know op. To be honest, the only thing that I know is that I need to crack that file, and it's taking me forever. Don't you think that I want to come back? Do you think that I prefer those geeks over you guys?" Tim tried to explain.
Tony didn't look at all happy with the confession. "You are the king of the geeks, probie! What's not to like downstairs?" He snarled, angry.
McGee gulped. Tony only called him probie outside the job of if he was angry, or disappointed. He lowered his head in his hands and tried to think.
"I don't know!" he screamed while jumping up from the couch. "I don't freaking know!" He screamed at wits end.
He turned around to Tony and saw the surprised look in his eyes. McGee could understand. He rarely lost his temper, and even rarer cursed. "How do you think this is for me? Now, what do you think? They annoy me with their problems all day long, they admire me because I carry a gun."
His eyes softened and he spoke a little less loud. "Knowing that you are out there in the field makes me want to throw up. And I know, you are in no less danger, but it makes me feel better when I am with you. I knew when you returned. You hardly ever talk about the cases you're working on. I feel like an island."
With his rant finished he walked out of their living room, grabbed Jethro's leash and called his dog. A few minutes later Tony watched them both leave through their living room window. Jethro, waggling his tail happily, and McGee pacing forward.
He slammed his fist against the wall. He hated the mess that they were in.
It took McGee three hours to return. It may have been the longest three hours of Tony's life, he wasn't sure. What he did know was that he was ready to call Gibbs.
Gibbs, Ziva and Abby were the only ones that knew about their relationship. Two male agents living together was not appreciated within NCIS, especially not if they were in love.
When he saw Tim return he felt relieved. He raced down the stairs to greet him at the main entrance door of their apartment building.
"I am so sorry," he said while crushing Tim in a hug. "I really am, I am just tired of all the lies, and Vance breaking us up. I just want you to be back on our team."
Red eyes told Tony that Tim had been crying. The thought that his Timmy had cried over him made him feel even guiltier. He carefully guided him inside and sat him on the couch. Tim didn't speak.
He warmed up some food in the microwave and brought it back to Tim, while he was eating he made sure that Jethro had enough food in his bowl, and he even gave him a nice fresh bowl of water to go with his kibbles.
When Tim finished his meal he looked over at Tony, who was standing in the door frame. "I have a plan," Tim said, he looked determined. "I'm going back to NCIS, and I'm going to crack that damn thing. I will stay there as long as I need to, but I am not coming home before I cracked it. "
He left without saying another word or even a goodbye to Jethro. He grabbed a bag with a few things and headed of to the Navy Yard.
Tim sat in his car and drove back to the Navy Yard. He would borrow Abby's futon if necessary, but he didn't want to sleep. He just wanted to crack the code and get back to Gibbs' team and be happy again.
He greeted that guard that had just let him out hours before and he walked in a steady pace back to the Cyber Crimes unit.
The elevator went down and it always felt like he was going to the center of the earth. But when the elevator doors opened he smiled, this was geek town, and after weeks of working here he felt a little attached to all the other people.
He walked over to his desk to find a big white envelop. He figured that it would be something from the Director, but his breath stopped in his throat when he saw what it was.
First a note came out: "Get a girl if you want to live."
He wondered what that could mean.
Next came several photos of him and Tony. Seven to be precise, and on every picture they were kissing, or holding hands, or hugging. Every picture looked like it was taken from some distance. But the thing that made all the color leave his face was that on every picture was a target circle around his head.
He forced himself to breath and picked up his phone.
"Tony, you really need to come down here."
His voice was so desperate that Tony didn't hesitate and jumped in his car. He made a new record and within twenty minutes he ran through the door of the Cyber Crimes basement.
McGee was sitting at his desk, staring at the photos. When Tony saw the pictures his blood boiled. He called Gibbs and Abby and asked them to come over.
He wheeled McGee and his chair over to the other side of the room. Abby had to dust for prints later, and he didn't want McGee to see the pictures anymore.
Totally unexpected McGee pulled in to his lap and hugged him sideways. "I'm scared" he admitted. "Things on the job I can handle, but this is personal." He shivered.
Tony ruffled his hair and kissed him on his head. "We will get to the bottom of this, I promise. No one threatens my boyfriend!" He exclaimed.
The sat in silence for the rest of the time before Gibbs finally came. "This better be really important," he huffed.
Tony showed him the pictures without saying a word. Gibbs' face showed a blend of anger and pain for a second before he put his usual unreadable expression on. He was about to say something when Abby stormed in.
"What's going on? Are we organizing a party?" she jumped up and down, excited, but one look at the sad faces calmed her down. "We're not having a party huh," she said with a small voice.
When she noticed the photo's she walked over and stared at them for a second. Then she ran to McGee and crushed him in a hug.
"Don't worry Timmy, we will find him. I'll dust for fingerprints, and review the security footage. Tony and Gibbs will keep you safe." she rambled on. "They will keep you safe." she said empathizing every word.
"You dust for prints," Gibbs told Abby. "Tim and Tony, watch the security footage." He walked off, and before the elevator doors closed they heard him mutter that he needed to speak to Vance again.