When Abby calls Tony at three am, explaining that her car has broken down at the club and can he please come pick her up, he thinks nothing of it. He's still half asleep, so when she says, "Tell the Bossman sorry for disturbing you guys," he says, "He's already asleep again," without even thinking about it.
It's only once he's hung up that he realizes what he said, and Gibbs winds up having to pick Abby up, because Tony is freaking out, frantically packing up all of his stuff and insisting that it's too dangerous, and he can't come over anymore.
He leaves while Gibbs is getting Abby, and Gibbs winds up spending the rest of the night convincing his second in command to move back in. Somehow, a few extra pieces of clothes becomes half of Tony's wardrobe, and they wind up having to bring more of Gibbs' stuff to Tony's to make room for it all. By the end of the night, they're each keeping about half their stuff in the other's house.
Abby promises the next morning not to tell anyone, although she squeals about it privately and asks both of them questions (ranging from "How did you get together?" to "You guys ever try using your handcuffs?", which gets her a splutter from Tony and a calm, "Not yet," from Gibbs).
A couple of weeks later, they wind up liasoning with the local PD on a case. Gibbs is coming out of the crime scene to put away some evidence when he overhears Ducky lecturing the head detective. "That reminds me of a friend I have, who, quite recently, in fact, realized that he was in love with one of his subordinates. The poor boy followed him around constantly, worshipped the ground he walked on, but he was too afraid to-"
"Duck! Time of death?" Gibbs asks, appearing beside the good doctor and distracting him before he can fill the officer in on any more details of Gibbs' private life.
"I haven't seen the body yet, as you well know, Jethro. I was just telling this lovely young man-" Ducky continues.
"Not now!" Gibbs says, startling even himself. "I want to know when this guy died, and I want to know how."
"Very well, Jethro," Ducky says, completely unruffled, as he heads into the house.
Later, back at headquarters, Gibbs goes down to Autopsy.
"Honestly, Jethro, I'm good, but I'm no miracle worker. Mr. Palmer got us lost on the way back, and I've only just now gotten the body on the table," Ducky tells Gibbs with fond exasperation.
"Not what I'm here about, Duck," Gibbs says. He looks over at Palmer, who disappears before he can say anything.
"Look, Duck," Gibbs begins, strangely nervous. "That story you were telling the LEO down at the scene..." he trails off, not wanting to admit anything.
"You'd rather I didn't discuss you and Anthony, even obliquely?" Ducky asks, his tone mild and not at all accusing, or judgemental.
Gibbs lets himself relax. "Yeah. I know we aren't military, but we're close, and-"
"I understand perfectly, Jethro. I won't say another word about it. Now, about our young man-" And everything is back to normal. Gibbs is surprised, even though he shouldn't be. Ducky is one of the least judgemental people he knows.
A few days later, Gibbs leaves his glasses on his desk when he goes home. They're between cases, so Tony and Tim have been downstairs hanging out with Abby before they headed out. When they get back upstairs, Tim notices the glasses and nonchalantly hands them to Tony. "You'd better bring these to Gibbs," he says, as if there's nothing odd about it at all.
Tony's so shocked that the Probie's already in the elevator before he gathers enough wits to respond. He catches the younger man in the elevator the next morning, and threatens his life if this appears in one of his books. Tim tells him "That's what fanfiction is for," and Tony spends a totally unproductive (but very worthwhile) day surfing the internet, reading stories about he and his lover's alternate egos. He even takes notes on a few of them.
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Gibbs/Tony Glass Closets 1/2
Date: 2009-12-11 05:25 pm (UTC)It's only once he's hung up that he realizes what he said, and Gibbs winds up having to pick Abby up, because Tony is freaking out, frantically packing up all of his stuff and insisting that it's too dangerous, and he can't come over anymore.
He leaves while Gibbs is getting Abby, and Gibbs winds up spending the rest of the night convincing his second in command to move back in. Somehow, a few extra pieces of clothes becomes half of Tony's wardrobe, and they wind up having to bring more of Gibbs' stuff to Tony's to make room for it all. By the end of the night, they're each keeping about half their stuff in the other's house.
Abby promises the next morning not to tell anyone, although she squeals about it privately and asks both of them questions (ranging from "How did you get together?" to "You guys ever try using your handcuffs?", which gets her a splutter from Tony and a calm, "Not yet," from Gibbs).
A couple of weeks later, they wind up liasoning with the local PD on a case. Gibbs is coming out of the crime scene to put away some evidence when he overhears Ducky lecturing the head detective. "That reminds me of a friend I have, who, quite recently, in fact, realized that he was in love with one of his subordinates. The poor boy followed him around constantly, worshipped the ground he walked on, but he was too afraid to-"
"Duck! Time of death?" Gibbs asks, appearing beside the good doctor and distracting him before he can fill the officer in on any more details of Gibbs' private life.
"I haven't seen the body yet, as you well know, Jethro. I was just telling this lovely young man-" Ducky continues.
"Not now!" Gibbs says, startling even himself. "I want to know when this guy died, and I want to know how."
"Very well, Jethro," Ducky says, completely unruffled, as he heads into the house.
Later, back at headquarters, Gibbs goes down to Autopsy.
"Honestly, Jethro, I'm good, but I'm no miracle worker. Mr. Palmer got us lost on the way back, and I've only just now gotten the body on the table," Ducky tells Gibbs with fond exasperation.
"Not what I'm here about, Duck," Gibbs says. He looks over at Palmer, who disappears before he can say anything.
"Look, Duck," Gibbs begins, strangely nervous. "That story you were telling the LEO down at the scene..." he trails off, not wanting to admit anything.
"You'd rather I didn't discuss you and Anthony, even obliquely?" Ducky asks, his tone mild and not at all accusing, or judgemental.
Gibbs lets himself relax. "Yeah. I know we aren't military, but we're close, and-"
"I understand perfectly, Jethro. I won't say another word about it. Now, about our young man-" And everything is back to normal. Gibbs is surprised, even though he shouldn't be. Ducky is one of the least judgemental people he knows.
A few days later, Gibbs leaves his glasses on his desk when he goes home. They're between cases, so Tony and Tim have been downstairs hanging out with Abby before they headed out. When they get back upstairs, Tim notices the glasses and nonchalantly hands them to Tony. "You'd better bring these to Gibbs," he says, as if there's nothing odd about it at all.
Tony's so shocked that the Probie's already in the elevator before he gathers enough wits to respond. He catches the younger man in the elevator the next morning, and threatens his life if this appears in one of his books. Tim tells him "That's what fanfiction is for," and Tony spends a totally unproductive (but very worthwhile) day surfing the internet, reading stories about he and his lover's alternate egos. He even takes notes on a few of them.