A/N
I really want to thank all the reviewers! It makes my day if i see that i have a new one. This story is finished and will be posted as soon as I get the chapters back from my beta.

Chapter 4

The next morning Gibbs woke up to the smell of coffee and pancakes. He smiled and thought that having a roommate could be a good thing. He put some clothes on and walked down the stairs.

What he saw in his kitchen surprised him slightly.

Tim and Tony both stood in their boxers in the kitchen, Tim was also wearing an MIT shirt. Tony's hair was covered in what he suspected was pancake flour. Tony was flipping a pancake in the pan and Tim stirring the batter.

DiNozzo was singing a song and Tim was swinging his hips to the rhythm. Once in a while they gave each other a small kiss.

Gibbs stood there for several minutes before he walked away. This whole routine reminded him of Shannon and Kelly, he had made pancakes at least once a month for them and they hadalways helped him.

He didn't know if jealous was the right word, watching his agents play after hours, but still serious as always in the office, he didn't envy them. It had to be hard, seeing the person you love in danger from time to time. That's why they should keep this out of the office, Gibbs thought. But so far they had done a pretty good job.

He walked back upstairs to put on some clothes; he expected that the pancakes would be ready by the time he got back. And he was right. He walked into Tim, Tony and a stack of pancakes with syrup.

He made the table together with Tim while Tony got the flour out of his hair. A few minutes later they sat at the table and enjoyed the meal together. Tim was stunned when Gibbs started making jokes; this was a different side of his boss.

When they finally got ready McGee drove with Gibbs to NCIS while Tony took his own car. In the squad room they gathered Ziva and Abby so that they could make a plan. No one could threaten one of them and get away with it!

Throughout the night Abby had made some plans and presented them to the team. Everyone had trouble not laughing; every new plan was more ridiculous than the last.

Her plan to send McGee through cosmetic surgery was the worst.

"Abs!" Gibbs said in his usual gruff manner. "None of that is going to help us."

Ziva on the other had had a real plan. "Let's put Tim out in the open," she said. "He has to wear a bulletproof vest, to be sure, but what if we let him walk around the office all day, making out with Tony and holding hands and everything. That would trigger the man who made the photos, yes?"

Tony snorted. "Yes, sure Ziva, as usual using Tim as a bull's eye is going to work just fine."

But Gibbs on the other hand saw something in the plan. "We let him wear a little camera, and if the bastard sends a new picture we may get lucky and find him on the footage if we candetermine the time and place."

They all agreed to the plan and Abby decided to put in a request for a small camera that she would put in Tim's tie or something. Tim went back to the subbasement; there was still some work for him to do there.

Tony didn't want to leave him alone but one look from Gibbs told him that he had to let him go. DiNozzo sighed behind his desk and got to work, looking through the file that he had open, the case that they were officially working on. But he couldn't focus.

He jumped up from behind his desk and walked over to Gibbs' desk.

"There is no way in hell that Tim is going to be the target!"

His voice was high and he was frustrated, it oozed out of every pore in his body.

Gibbs sighed; this was exactly the reason behind Rule Twelve. "If you can't keep this out of the office, I'm taking you off of this case."

His eyes were cold as ice; Tony had to know that he was dead serious; if he kept reacting this emotionally he was going to screw up.

Tony thought about what to say, but he knew that Gibbs was right. With fresh reluctance he sat down behind his desk, glaring at Gibbs. He hated it when the man was right.

He sat down behind his desk, frustrated. If this was going to happen they needed a plan. He hung his jacket on his chair and grabbed a piece of fresh white paper. He picked up a pen and within a few minutes he was writing franticly, within an hour the area around his desk was covered in white papers with words on them.

Gibbs looked over to the desk of his senior agent. He was focusing really hard; he didn't notice what was happening around him. Gibbs smiled when Tony's phone rang.

He walked over to the desk and picked up the phone.

A brief smile escaped his lips when he heard the confusion in McGee's voice.

"Um, Boss? Where's Tony?"

"He's working really hard on something," Gibbs explained. "What's up?"

"I have a plan worked out; meet me in an hour at Abby's lab." He said and hung up the phone. Gibbs smiled; McGee was finally growing a spine.

He looked over at Tony, he was still writing. He slapped him on the head.

"DiNozzo," he shouted. "What are you doing?" Tony gave him a dazed look.

"What boss?" He asked.

"McGee called, he has a plan, we're meeting him in an hour in Abby's lab. Care to share what you are working on?"

Tony sighed and grabbed a few papers. "I had a few questions, why are they targeting McGee and not me?" He looked at Gibbs, seeing that he had his attention he continued.

"From all the people that know that we're a couple, everyone knows that McGee is mentally stronger, and weaker physically, so I was thinking, who could know, or suspect that we were dating and McGee is the weaker one."

He looked over to Gibbs and Ziva, who had joined them. "Every one of these papers symbolizes a suspect. People who could have picked up on our relationship and have a problem with it."

He picked up the paper he was working on.

"Dashmir, the janitor for instance, he's republican, so it could be that he is against gays, not sure about that, but it could be. He could have seen us when we were doing personal things in thejanitor room." He explained while trying to cover his blush.

"Or Director Vance, it's his job to know things, so he could know that we have a relationship. But I'm not sure about him; he is one of my weaker cases." He said while pointing to the papers.

The next half hour Tony worked more on his suspects. Ziva was reviewing them and scribbling notes on the papers.

When it had been an hour Gibbs whistled and waited until Tony and Ziva followed him to Abby's lab. Tony had taken a step back when he walked into Abby's lab. Even though he knew that Tim loved him, seeing him and Abby work close together always made him jealous.

Gibbs walked past him and handed Abby a caff-pow! "What do you got?" He asked McGee.

"I was thinking," He started and hesitated, but when he got an encouraging nod from Tony he continued. "The camera idea wasn't all bad. If I carry a camera in my tie-pin we could record everywhere I go. If I receive more pictures we can scan the pictures. I wrote a program that scans the pictures and compares it to the material that my tie-pin camera recorded."

He looked up to Gibbs, eager to get an Atta boy. But he only saw a questioning look.

"That camera thingy, when can you get it?"

McGee pointed to Abby who was working on something very small. "A few more minutes," Abby said while continue to work on the tie-pin camera.

"Make it happen." Gibbs said before walking out of the lab. When he was only followed by Ziva he walked back. "You coming DiNozzo?" He asked, sounding amused.

Up in the bullpen he waited for the two of them to stand by his desk. "Listen up, you're both his protection detail. We may be dealing with a serious nut case. McGee is going to wear abulletproof vest all the time, but he still needs protection. Ziva, you're responsible for him at work and getting him to my house. Tony, you take care of him at night and on your way to work. Make sure that you don't get tailed."

Seeing Tony's grin he knew he had to add something. "DiNozzo, you take the chair and no sleeping while on protection detail, you can sleep when he's at work."

"Go take care of it," he said while waving them away with his hand. "And Tony, give me those damn papers!"