'What the hell do you mean DiNozzo is not my senior field agent, of course he is.' Gibbs shouted, and then glared at Jenny. He was angry that she was interfering with his team, and taking away his SFA. He would rather have given up McGee or Ziva, it would have been difficult, but he would have coped with Tony's help.
Who would help me cope with Tony being gone?
Ziva and McGee couldn't believe what they heard, and the smiled as Stan walked over, he had arrived just in time to have heard everything. He turned and looked at Gibbs; this was more than he could have hoped for.
Gibbs could see the happiness in Burley's face. This was the last thing he needed, was to have a SFA who had feelings for him, and which he did not return. Could he tell Jenny the reasons why if he said that he didn't want Stan as his SFA?
'Agent Gibbs.' Jenny's voice was full of warning, about making a scene now in front of everybody.
Gibbs turned away from his former lover and looked at Tony, who had as of yet not said anything.
'Tony, what can I do to make you stay? You're my SFA, the only one I want.' Gibbs needed to make sure that Tony understood what he was to the older man.
'Thank you Gibbs, it's good to know. I love being your SFA if I didn't I wouldn't have stayed for as long as I did. There are reasons…' Tony stopped talking; he wasn't going to give any additional information.
'Tony.' Gibbs indicated towards the elevator. Tony nodded and followed him ignoring the questions that the others were asking the director.
As soon as Gibbs could stop the elevator he did, and turned to look at Tony.
'Gibbs.' Tony started to talk, but stopped as soon as raised his hand.
'Tony, I know I've let you down, and I should have stopped a lot of things that were going on. What do you need me to do so you'll stay on as my SFA?' Gibbs asked.
Tony couldn't help feel proud, and honoured that he meant so much to the older man. 'What If I said I wanted Ziva and McGee gone from the team, what would you do then?' Tony blurted out, needing to find out if this were just a trick to get him to do what Gibbs wanted.
Gibbs had already thought about this, so he wasted no time in answering. 'I wouldn't like it, but I would do it. After they are part of the problem, aren't they?' Gibbs stopped and looked at Tony. He licked his lips as he stared into a pair of gorgeous green eyes, which sometimes kept him up at night. 'Is that what you are asking me to do?'
Tony shook his head. 'No, I'm not asking you do that. We all have to take some of the blame. I could have written them up, changed the way I acted. I could have even tried to get them transferred off. Gibbs, it's….' Tony stuttered to a stop.
'Would it easier to talk if we were somewhere more private, where we would have more time to talk?' Gibbs waited for Tony to nod in agreement. 'Ok tonight, at my place. I'll cook and even lock the door, so no one can just walk in.'
'That would be great, but Gibbs you have to understand that there are reasons why I can't be your SFA, and they are not going to change. You need to accept that fact now.' Tony explained a little sadly, he was going to miss working for this grumpy ex-marine. 'You'll understand more tonight. I just needed to tell you that so you wouldn't start on the director. It didn't have anything to do with her, it was my decision.'
Gibbs growled he hated the fact that there was nothing he could say or do to keep Tony with him. He genuinely did hope that after they talked he was going to understand better.
'Fine.' Gibbs muttered and flicked the switch to activate the elevator up again.
The doors opened to find Jenny, Stan, McGee and Ziva who just stood and stared at them.
'Is everything ok?' Jenny asked her gaze stayed on Tony.
Tony just shrugged his shoulders; they were ok at the moment. 'I'll see you tonight.' He looked at Gibbs, waited for the older man to nod before he pressed the button for the elevator to open again.
'If none of you have any work to do, I can find some for you. I can guarantee you won't like it.' He smirked at Stan, Ziva, and McGee rushed back to their desks.
'Is everything ok?' Jenny repeated herself as she moved closer to Gibbs.
'I don't know. Tony said he would explain things tonight at my place.' Gibbs hadn't decided what he was going to do about Stan. He may ask Tony and get some advice dependent on how the rest of the talk went.
'He does have his reasons Jethro, and they are legitimate ones.'
'Yeah, that is what he said. I guess I'll find out tonight. Hopefully nothing will come up.' Gibbs smiled at her and headed towards his own desk.
The day had passed slowly. No new information had come up on the case that could actually help them. Gibbs sat there and watched as his team kept glancing over at him, and Tony's now empty desk, and he knew they wanted to ask about what was going on. He had made it clear that he was not going to discuss the topic at all with them. It was difficult when Abby and Palmer had come up and boxed it all up for him, and then were going to take it over to Tony's place.
Gibbs glanced down at his watch again. He was going over in his head what he needed to do. He still had some things that he needed to pick up if he and Tony were actually going to be able to eat something.
Jenny came out of her office, and walked to the mezzanine, and she stared down into the bullpen. She was doing her best to make sure that Gibbs could leave at a decent time. If something broke with the case though all bets were off, and they would have to stay. So far nothing important had come in. When he and Tony talked she hoped that how they felt about each other would come up. That way they could finally do something about it. They could be something remarkable together, she was sure of that. They already were as friends, but there was so much more just waiting for them to take that next step.
Gibbs glanced up at her and raised an eyebrow. It felt good to be able to read him sometimes. She just smiled and nodded, letting him know that he could leave. She continued to watch as he barked out orders to his team, grabbed his stuff and left. Jenny frowned as she watched Stan gazing after him. She would need to speak to Gibbs about that.
As soon as the elevators closed on him, she turned and went back to her office. Even though deep down her knew nothing would ever happen between, there had always been a possibility. When Gibbs had left to get things ready for Tony to arrive, she knew that if they sorted out things between them. There wasn't even going to be that distant maybe anymore. Her slim chance of being with him would become no chance in hell.
Tony grabbed the beer from the passenger seat and climbed out of his car. He slammed the door closed, and fiddled with his keys. He felt so nervous as if this were a date. He turned and pushed a button which locked his vehicle and walked towards Gibbs front door. Tony didn't know whether to knock or walk straight in. He'd never had this problem before.
'Get the hell in here DiNozzo.' Gibbs shouted from inside.
Tony couldn't help, but smile, as he walked in. 'Hey.' He showed Gibbs the six-pack of beer he had in his hand.
Gibbs let his gaze roam over the younger man. There had always been something about DiNozzo that drew him in.
'It's nearly ready.' Gibbs smiled as he checked the steak that was still cooking on the open fire.
Tony sat down on the end of the couch, placed the beers on the floor and watched Gibbs. Something had changed between them, he didn't know what or when. There was now a sexual tension in the air, more than there had ever been before. Tony hoped that this meant what he hoped it meant.
Tony watched as Gibbs placed the steak on his plate, before cutting it in half, and pushed one half onto Tony's plate. Tony opened a couple of beers and passed one over, he then pulled his own knife, and with the fork that was already on the plate and started to eat.
'Tasty as always.' Tony mumbled through a mouthful of steak that just melted in his mouth.
Gibbs grinned at him. 'Glad you are enjoying it.' He paused for a moment and put the plate onto the table. 'I was going to wait, but what's going on Tony? Why can't you carry on as my SFA?'
Tony finished his mouthful; he placed his plate on the table and turned to look at Gibbs. 'It's my health, after getting drenched in the rain, I got a little cold. The problem is because of my scarred lungs, so I have to be extra careful.'
Gibbs lowered his head, if only he had stopped them sending Tony in the rain all of this could have been avoided. 'I'm sorry Tony.'
Tony reached up and smacked Gibbs on the back of the head. 'If it wasn't this time, it was going to happen at some point. It does rain a lot. I wasn't sent out on any errands by the director, I went to see Brad.'
'So what did he say?'
'I could be ok for years, but if I tax my lungs it could be dangerous.' Tony took a deep breath. 'Gibbs I don't want to be with any of you and my lungs give up. I could end up leaving any of you without back up. If anything happened to any of you and I wasn't there. I couldn't live with it. I can't risk anyone's life.'
Gibbs smiled at him. People assumed Tony was selfish, but here he was thinking of others and not himself. 'That's why Palmer got so upset? He had every right to as well. I'm glad that he had your back when I didn't.'
'Yeah, when you left Ziva, McGee and Ducky wanted you back so much that they didn't give me a chance. Abby started off the same way, she loves you so much. Then she started to notice how McGee was acting, and she realised she had been the same way. Things started to change after that, Palmer, Abby and I started to spend a lot of time together.'
'Why didn't Jenny do something?' Gibbs demanded she was the one running the agency.
'Tim did his job, there was nothing she could do there, and Ziva, well Jenny has to keep Mossad happy.'
'I'm sorry Tony. I shouldn't have left the way I did. I had just lost my girls all over again.' Gibbs stared down at his hands. 'I uhhhh well since I have been back, things have changed, well a lot is going on. I think I need to talk to someone, maybe we could talk about it later?' Gibbs asked a little hopefully as he looked at Tony.
Tony had never seen Gibbs look at him like that before. It just made him even sexier. 'I don't mind, we can talk about what you want, whenever you want. It'll be when you are ready.'
Gibbs reached out and took hold of Tony's hand. 'Thank you for telling me about your health. I wish things could be different, and you would still be my SFA, but I do understand where you are coming from.'
'It would take a lot for me to leave you, without fighting for us first.' Tony blushed when he realised what he had admitted.
'Us?' Gibbs questioned.