Chapter two
A/N: nothing like procrastinating :p fanfiction over doing an essay draft due last week I think yes. Here's one to make up for missing Saturday on you guys I blame Karen (katofshadows) :P cause I would never skip anything to go partying ;) hahaha jokes love you kitty 3. Oops getting a little distracted so yeah here this is to make up for not posting on Saturday or Sunday.
A/N: oh how I wish they were mine
As Tony pulled onto the side of the street behind McGee he had to laugh at how even though they all joined Team Gibbs at different times they all managed to find a place within five minutes of Gibbs' place, despite being in completely different districts they would always arrive at the house of the man they all thought of as a father, well not Ducky, Tony was sure The Duckman thought of Gibbs as a son, at exact same time if they left at the same time.
Stepping out onto the footpath Tony fell into line with McGee and Jimmy and walked up the path to the steps together. Already sweating at the looks Tony imagined he was getting from the other two he opened the door avoiding any eye contact putting off what was inevitable. Heading down to the basement first Tony hesitated on the top step, maybe going down first wasn't the best idea, he had nowhere to run now. Taking a deep breath he stepped down the final two steps into the dark room followed closely by the other two men.
"didya bring food boys?" came Gibbs' gruff voice from the seemingly permanent attachment that is a Gibbs boat. One day he was going to work out how the hell he got those things out of here. "Chinese in on the way, Zi ordered it before she left this morning. She said she asked it to be delivered at one." Came Tony's reply, "speaking of Ziva" was Gibbs' only response as Tony flinched, leave it to Gibbs to not be the one to beat around the bush. With a groan Tony started to babble "I love her boss I really do, I mean it's only been a week but, well we're living together so it's not like, well we're not living together not officially but she doesn't have anywhere, well of course she has somewhere else but, I love her and I want her with me, I missed her boss, like crazy boss, she's everything…"
Cut off with a head slap and a glare from Gibbs Tony ceased his ramblings with a whimper, "we all missed her DiNozzo", "yeah but boss…" cut off again buy McGee's "you're not the only one Tony, we all care about her. And you're not exactly Mr Monogamy, what happens in a month when you get bored or you realise you love someone else" "THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN" yelled Tony desperately he knew he wasn't exactly known for his committed relationships but he thought they knew him better than that, his thoughts cut short when Jimmy voiced his opinion "how do we know that Tony?" frustration clearly in his voice he blurted out the one thing he was hoping to tell Ziva first not the guys.
"BEACAUSE SHE'S MY SHANNON, she's my Shannon, I can't lose her boss. I don't know how you've done it boss, without her? These last months have been hell and Zi has been an email or a phone call away, not that she answered but she could. How do you do it?" pouring himself and the others a mason jar of his ever present bottle of bourbon Gibbs said in a voice that was steady despite the mention of the love of his life he said "I take it one day at a time Tony, and spend as much time with my kids a possible. Although I hope you never have to do it, that how I cope." He passed out the jars just in time to hear the doorbell ring announcing the arrival of their lunch.
Settling into the lounge room to eat their Chinese nothing more was mentioned about Tony's relationship with Ziva, which Tony was thankful for, he didn't really want to spend the whole day defending and explaining his feelings for Ziva. He was right when he said she was his Shannon that was the most accurate way he could describe how he felt about here. Instead the four men spent the afternoon watching Gibbs' rather small collection of movies, all of which were westerns, and eating their Chinese. They had left the bourbon where it belonged, in the basement, it wasn't really a Chinese and westerns drink anyway so they moved onto the beers Gibbs had in the fridge and didn't leave the couches all afternoon.
At six o'clock Tony bid farewell to the group knowing it was his turn to make dinner for himself and Ziva as she cooked last night and breakfast this morning. He was going to make pasta a la DiNozzo but that reminded him of that date with Jeanne and he didn't want to associate that with Ziva so on the way home he picked up the stuff he needed for fresh lasagne.
Arriving home to shopping bags and women everywhere Tony was glad he brought more than he needed to make dinner, Ziva had given them each a set of sweats to wear, electing to wear one of his shirts herself. He took the shopping to the kitchen returning to the lounge room momentarily weaving around the women scattered on the floors leaning over to give Ziva a hello kiss "hey baby, gonna have a quick shower before I get started on dinner."
Walking down the hall to their bedroom to get his stuff for his shower he heard the girls burst into fits of giggles, smiling to himself he realised "girls day" must mean "gossip fest day". Thinking back to the last words Gibbs had said to him on the way out "don't let her slip away" he'd said, Tony realised that there was no chance it would happen, he may not have said those three words yet but he would soon.
A/N: well that's all for this chapter, tune in next time to find out what Ziva and the girls were giggling about. What did they get up to on their day out? Love Sky xoxo