hey, that was a good one :D

Love it! Terrific job!

a nice visit back to the old Tim. He's certainly come a long way. Thanks for the story.

awww...so nice :)

thanks

This made me chuckle as I could actually picture season 2 McGee being exactly like that! Couldn't picture him being quite so hesitant now. What a shame we don't seem to get much McGee / Gibbs interaction on the show.

this is awesome bravo

"NCIS is my family."

so true so true :)

MErry Christmas

Loved it :)

"Gibbs was... Tim had no idea what Gibbs was doing, and he had no intention of asking what Gibbs was doing. That would be like leaping into the jaws of death. No matter how much he'd wanted to work here, on the MCRT, there was no denying the fact that Gibbs had merely to look at him wrong and he was terrified. The thought of changing his mind at the last minute and heading home to be with his family was quickly dispelled by the image of Gibbs staring at him as though he was patiently taking him apart, molecule by molecule, eventually leaving only a pile of dust on the floor." - Tim's vivid mental pic made me laugh in wry sympathy, as at present the editor of the paper I work for, would LOVE to do just what Tim imagined Gibbs doing to him to me. The only thing between the editor and me is my immediate boss, who has my back, still.

"I don't expect you to turn into DiNozzo suddenly. In fact, it's probably better that you don't. I don't think I could handle two DiNozzos." - Two DiNozzos? I would projectile vomit, instantly and for a long period, at that.

"Tim's own curiosity had started churning around in his brain and he really wanted to know. "Boss...don't you have family to be with for Christmas?" He blurted it out before thinking that of all the stupid things he could have asked, that was probably at the top of the list. It was tactless. "No, McGee. I don't have family," Gibbs answered, his voice rather softer than usual. Tim gulped and looked down. "Sorry, Boss." - AW!

I am on standby Christmas Day - so if an earthquake then kills hundreds of people or a major world leader dies, I will have to drive the 15 miles from my parents' place back to my flat and the office that afternoon at 15:00 South African time, my normal start of the workday. I look forward to Christmas lunch at my sister's place and Christmas weekend at my parents' so little that I am actually wishing something calamitous does happen then.