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Title: Behavioural Analysis
Author: Wereleopard58
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo & Anthony DiNozzo/Spencer Reid & Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid
Fandom: NCIS/Criminal Minds
Rating: FRAO
Spoilers: All of NCIS, and Criminal Minds
Warning: Slash
Summary: Tony is tired of people assuming he has no brains, because of his Phys Ed Degree. He decides to do long distance learning. He sees a seminar run by Dr Spencer Reid, the two become friends. The BAU comes up with a case that could eventually include naval personnel, Spencer knows who to contact.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with NCIS, or Criminal Minds. I am just doing this for fun

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Chapter One

Tony sat down watched and listened as Dr Spencer Reid spoke about what he did within the F.B.I. He had his own problems with that particular organisation, but he'd had problems with N.C.I.S as well. That was one of the reasons he was here. He'd had enough of Ziva and Tim and their little comments about how smart he was. A degree in Physical Education didn't seem to mean much to them, neither did all the years he spent as a cop. That was when he decided to do something about it. The only thing he had to figure out was what he was good at? Being a cop? Reading people? That is how he had ended up at a Behavioural Analysis seminar.

He had enjoyed the seminar, but he wasn't sure if he would have time to do the studying and the assignments. Tony sat down and began to jot down the pros and cons of taking a course. He hadn't realised that the Q & A session had finished and people had started to leave the hall. Then he was by himself with the guest speaker Dr Spencer Reid.

'Can I help you with anything?' Spencer asked as he walked over.

'Not really, just trying to work out if I have the time or the brains to do this. My work doesn't leave me much time, and my co-workers don't think I have the brains.' Tony mumbled to himself.

'What's your name?' Spencer sat down next to him.

'Anthony DiNozzo, but you can call me Tony, Dr Reid.'

'Tony, please call me Spencer. What do you do?'

'I work for NCIS as an investigator.'

'I can see why you're busy.' Spencer smiled as he thought of his own job. 'You do need to have some brains to do that job.'

Tony laughed bitterly. 'Not according to my co-workers. My degree in Physical Education and my years as a cop don't mean anything.'

'I have a colleague who was a cop. You have to be able to read people to do that job.'

'Yeah, it is one of the things I can do. That is why I thought about doing criminal profiling or something along those lines. Even if I thought I could do the course, I still have very little time.' Tony shrugged his shoulders.

'I might be able to help there. I have a friend who is a professor, and teaches one of the courses. She has before given some leeway to people who are in our professions. How about I give her a call and see what she suggests?'

'I guess it wouldn't do any harm listening to her.' Tony chuckled as Spencer threw him a grin.

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Tony made his way back to the Navy Yard, they had been called in. He was glad that he'd had a chance to talk with Spencer some more and also meet this Professor he had talked about. Professor Suzanne Shields was middle aged and very nice. She seemed to think Tony would be perfect for her course. He had finally agreed and signed on. Now all he had to do was study and pass the assignments.

'What the hell am I doing?' He muttered to himself as the elevator doors opened to his floor. Tony took a deep breath, so he was ready for the comments and walked straight to his desk.

Gibbs glanced up at his SFA, and frowned. His gut screamed at him, which meant something, was wrong. He couldn't figure out what. DiNozzo looked fine, that was when he saw the closed off look on Tony's face. What had happened for that to appear?

'Finally made it in Tony, what was she blonde or brunette?' McGee asked snidely.

Tony sat down at his desk and ignored the other man. It was getting harder and harder for him to work in this atmosphere. There was only so much he could take.

'Maybe she blew him up McGee.' Ziva laughed.

All three men turned to look at her with confusion.

'You meant blew him off Ziva.' Tony corrected her, but said nothing else.

Ziva turned to look at McGee, who shrugged his shoulders.

'If you've all finished talking we have a dead body waiting for us.' Gibbs snapped. He would have to work out what was wrong with Tony at a later date.

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A few months had passed, and Spencer not only had his work email but he finally got a personal one as well. He and Tony had kept in touch. He loved to see how Tony's mind absorbed information, and placed pieces together. Suzanne was over the moon with him as well. Yes, sometimes his assignments had been in late, but he always requested the time as soon as he knew he needed it. Tony hadn't let her down. He understood things quicker than she could ever have hoped for.

Spencer looked up when his name was called for a meeting.

XXXXX

Hotch stared the screen and watched as Penelope pulled up the images of dead bodies.

'Is there any connection between the bodies?' Emily asked.

'Nothing, they were all found dressed in naval uniforms, but none of them belonged to the Navy.' Penelope answered. 'Metro PD are at a loss and have called us in.'

'Ok, let's head over there and find out what they have.' Hotch told his team. Just as he team started to leave, he noticed Special Agent Sacks.

'SSA Hotchner, I was just wondering if you thought about me working with your team sometime?' Sacks asked.

'I'm sorry Agent Sacks; I really haven't had time to discuss it yet. I have to go; we've been called out on a case.' Hotch smiled at him and left before anything else could be said. Sacks had been trying to get transferred to the BAU for a couple of years now, the team had met him on numerous occasions, and the one thing he couldn't do was read people. That was also one if not the most important things to do in their job.

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Tony rubbed the bridge of his nose as he stared at his study book. Once again he had told the others he couldn't go out for a drink. Tony could see their faces as they tried to work out what he was up to. What he was trying to do was get an assignment completed. He knew he needed help, and it didn't want to contact Spencer, not yet anyway. There was only one person he could think off that could help him. He grabbed his cell and dialled. 'Hey Abs, I need your help.'

***

Chapter Two

Abby knocked on Tony's door and bounced around on her toes as she waited for him to answer. She knew something had been going on. He rarely joked around, and he didn't come and see her often. Abby missed talking to him.

The door opened and Tony grinned at her. 'Thanks for coming Abs.' He moved back so she could walk in. Abby frowned as she noticed books and pieces of paper all over the coffee table and the floor.

'Tony what's going on?' She finally asked him.

'Before I tell you anything I need you to promise you won't mention this to anyone. I mean it and that especially means Gibbs, McGee or Ziva.' He held out his pinky for her to swear on.

She narrowed her eyes and she stared at him. Then she finally relented, the curiosity was getting the better of her. 'I promise.' Abby linked her pinky with his and they shook. 'So?'

'I was getting tired of the constant put downs about my personality, my work history, my education by McGee and Ziva. You name it they said something about. I'm tired of feeling not good enough. I know I am I'm a brilliant investigator. I just needed to do something for me.'

Abby wanted to argue the point that they don't do things like that, but she couldn't. She could remember numerous occasions when they said or joked about something. 'So you are studying?'

'I'm doing a course on criminal profiling. It does a lot more than that. I was at a seminar and the guest speaker was Dr Spencer Reid.'

'The guy from the F.B.I?' Abby had heard about him. She had read some of the stuff he had written.

'Yeah, we got talking after the seminar and he knew one of the professors. I explained what I did, and how we don't have much spare time. Spencer got it straight away. She also understood. She made sure I was in her tutor group. So far I've been getting excellent marks. I am learning so much.'

'That's brilliant Tony.' Then she hit him on the shoulder. 'You've done assignments as in more than one and you're only telling me now.'

'I didn't want to cause any problems between you and McGee.'

'There is no me and McGee. You're also one of my closest and oldest friends at NCIS. Next time you do something like this you tell me straight away.' Abby ordered him.

'I promise there was a reason I called you here.'

'You're stuck on something.'

Tony grinned that bright smile of his. 'Yes, I want you to explain it to me so that I understand it.'

'I can do that let's get started.' Abby hopped over to the coffee table and dropped down onto the floor next to it.

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'No, I understand. Thanks for last night. I know it was late.' Tony said flirtily into his cell as he dropped his bag under his desk. He turned around and saw Gibbs, McGee and Ziva stared at him. 'Well, I'm at work. Yeah, they are, you too. I'll talk to you later.'

'So Tony are you dating someone?' Ziva asked.

Gibbs glared at her and then back over at Tony. There had been something different about Tony, did that mean that this new woman was someone special. He didn't like that, not at all.

'My personal life is not something we should discuss at work.' He told her politely and turned on his computer.

Ziva frowned, and opened her mouth to say something else when she saw Gibbs glare at her. She sniffed, spun around and stomped back to her own desk.

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Spencer walked through the BAU, his cell at his ear and noticed his work colleagues look at him. 'Are they staring at you?' He asked Tony. 'Yep, me as well, I'll catch you later.' Spencer blushed as they continued to watch him

Derek smirked at the younger man. 'So, are you finally getting some?'

'No I'm not, and he's a friend.' Spencer mumbled as he dropped his bag down and then walked back out of the room nearly falling over his own feet.

'Where are you going lover boy?' Derek called out.

'I uhhhh need some coffee.'

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McGee headed down to the lab to see Abby. In the last couple of months, so many things had changed and he didn't like it. Tony was the biggest change of all. He didn't joke, or make smart aleck comments back to them. If it wasn't case related he barely said two words. The only people he did talk to was that mysterious person on the phone. Yes, he was tempted to find out who that was, but he hadn't, yet. Tony also had become really close with Abby and Palmer. McGee had seen them go out for lunch on numerous occasions, and they talked a lot in the lab. If he, Ziva, or Gibbs walked in the conversation would stop.

'Hey Abby.' McGee smiled as he walked over to her. He was glad to see that she was alone. He wanted to see what was going on, she didn't treat him like she used to.

'Oh, hi Tim.' Abby found it really hard to forgive McGee for how he treated Tony. She wasn't up there with them all the time, but she did talk with Balboa. That was when she found out how horrible they were at times. Tony liked to joke, but he was never cruel. If it hadn't been for him, Tim probably wouldn't be in Gibbs team.

'I was wondering if you were busy tonight, I thought we could do something?'

'I'm sorry, but I have plans.' Abby's computer beeped before he could say anything else.

McGee waited for a moment longer to see if he could talk to her more, but the elevator door opened and in walked Gibbs.

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It was lunch time and Spencer was reading through Tony's assignment, before it was sent off. He loved seeing how far Tony and come. It was definitely a natural talent he had.

Hotch walked past Spencer and stopped as he read over his shoulder. 'What are you doing?'

Spencer grinned up at him. 'Tony, a friend, he's taking a course on criminal profiling and behavioural studies. This is his assignment. He likes me to read through to make sure he understood it correctly.'

'And has he?' Hotch asked.

'He always does.'

'Well, print it out, and let's take a look.'

'Oh, I don't know if I should.'

'Should what?' Emily joined in the conversation.

'Spencer has a friend who's doing a behavioural course. He is looking through the assignment.'

'Sounds good to me.' Derek added.

Spencer sighed, and printed out enough copies for the team. It would be good for Tony if the feedback was useful. That didn't mean Tony wouldn't kill him anyway.

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'You did what?' Tony rubbed his forehead. He felt weird about just sending it to Spencer, and now his whole BAU team had seen his assignment.

'They thought it was brilliant Tony. They all agree you have a natural talent. I put all the suggestions that came up in the email.'

'Fine.' Tony couldn't help but smile. It did make him feel a lot better. Here were people that did profiling for a living, and they had no idea who he was. 'A natural talent huh?'

'Yes Tony,' Spencer paused for a moment. 'So uhhhh, I'm not working this weekend, and was wondering if you wanted to go out, with me, on a date I mean.'

***

Chapter Three

'A date?' Tony repeated. 'I'd like that.'

'Oh, uhhhh that's good, I'll let you know the details when I get them arranged.' Spencer stuttered he never thought Tony would say yes.

'I look forward to it.' Tony realised that it was true. He spent a lot of time on the cell to Spencer.

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Tony walked into the office with a smile on his face. It had been two weeks since his first date with Spencer. He really enjoyed them.

Gibbs stared at his SFA; something was definitely going on with him. He rarely came to the basement anymore. Things had changed, and Gibbs didn't like it at all. He missed Tony, but he couldn't bring himself to actually say those words.

'So you're still seeing the same person Tony.' Tim smirked as he walked over and sat at his desk.

'I wonder if it is someone we met on a case, maybe someone we arrested.' Ziva answered sarcastically. 'Only a person who needs help from prison would willingly go out with him.'

Gibbs opened his mouth to tell her to stop, but Tony beat him to it.

Tony turned and glared at her. 'This stops now, and I mean from the both of you. I have been nothing but professional towards you too. There is no reason for this attitude to continue. You shouldn't be talking to me like this anyway.'

'Why shouldn't we, you are our work colleague.' Tim defended Ziva.

'Actually, I'm not you work colleague. I'm your superior. I am not a fellow agent who is at your level. I'm Gibbs senior field agent, which means when he isn't around I'm in charge. I am now telling you this attitude stops. If I hear any more snide comments, I will write you up.'

Ziva turned and looked at the man whose life she saved. 'Gibbs.'

Gibbs held up his hand to stop her. 'Tony is right, and I'll support any decision he makes.'

Ziva and McGee looked at each other. They shock and confusion could easily be seen. Gibbs hadn't stopped them cold like that before.

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Vance looked down at his agents. He had noticed a change in DiNozzo. It was a good one, and he was pleasantly surprised at what an excellent agent he was. He could see that now, but before he couldn't see past the frat boy image. That was an error on his part. Vance would make sure that he didn't judge someone like that again. It was something he thought he would never do; due to the fact when he was younger he had been judges so much on the colour of his skin. He would mention it to DiNozzo that he needed to brush up on his computer skills. He was barely better at it than Gibbs. Vance had thought about asking McGee to help out, but seeing their interaction now it wouldn't work.

McGee had also changed, and not for the better. He had always thought the young agent would be the future of N.C.I.S, but because of the success of his novels he started to think he was better than he actually was. Vance thought McGee should be thankful that no one sued him. No matter what he said it was obvious his colleagues. He did check to make sure no cases they worked on ended up in one of the novels. If they had, he would have to take him to court. The time he spent with Ziva seemed to make his attitude worse. Vance shook his head, with one last glance he headed back to his office.

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Hotch sat in his office going over the same files. He was sure that they had missed something. He didn't know what the naval connection was, and why where these people picked. They had a lot of history for each victim to go through. They tried to find out if they were connected somehow, and that meant going back to the very beginning, their births. It took a lot of time to do this even with someone like Spencer.

He smiled as he thought about the young agent. Ever since hanging around with this new guy Spencer had changed. He was happier and confident. You could see that with the way he carried his body and the way that he looked people in the eyes. Hotch hoped that this 'friendship' wouldn't end in disaster. He could tell by Spencer's tone it was more than they were just friends.

There was a knock at the door and Hotch looked up. He managed not to sigh out loud or roll his eyes as Sacks walked in. One day he was going to have to explain to the F.B.I agent he was not the kind of person who could work in the BAU. He had thought he made it clear when he described what they would look for. It seemed in Sacks mind he fitted the description perfectly, when in fact he was so far from that it wasn't even funny.

'Agent Sacks.'

'I was just wondering if you had thought about me coming to work here.' Sacks held up his hand to stop Hotch from interrupting. 'I only want a chance to work here. You're on a case which is keeping you busy. I could look for information; check alibi's that kind of thing.'

'I appreciate the offer, but someone would have to be you trainer. It happens to everyone who has never worked in the BAU. We don't have time for that at the moment. As you said we are in the middle of a case, and that's all I can think about at this moment in time.' With that Hotch looked back down at the files.

Sacks sighed; it was obvious he was being dismissed. He was desperate to get away from working with Fornell. It wasn't that he hated the man; in fact, it was the opposite. He had no idea when it began, when his feelings for his boss went from professional to personal. Sacks wanted to move department and that hopefully he would be able to ask the older man out. He did think that Fornell was attracted to him. He would have to try again with the BAU when this case was over.

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Hotch walked into the meeting room and smiled at everyone. 'Sorry, I'm late Agent Sacks came by.'

'Again.' Derek shook his head. 'That is one man that cannot read others. When I first met him, he thought he was better than me.'

Penelope looked at Derek. 'What?'

'It seems my history as a cop was not good enough for him. That changed as soon as he wanted to come into the BAU. As soon as he found out I was here, I suddenly became a man worthy of being in the F.B.I'

'He's not that bad is he?' Rossi asked he had never interacted with this agent before.

Spencer laughed. 'He thinks he's better than he is. Sacks' attitude is awful.'

'Anyway enough about Agent Sacks.' Hotch turned to look at Penelope. 'Garcia?'

'We have another body.'

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They went through the history of the newest victim and still couldn't find anything. If these people were picked at random, it was going to be a lot more difficult in profiling the killer.

'What is it about these naval uniforms? Are we missing something from that area?' Hotch sighed. He hated cases like this.

'I do know someone who works at N.C.I.S.' Spencer watched as everyone turned to him. 'He works as an investigator on the Major Case Response Team.'

'So you think he could help?' Derek asked his friend.

'Well, it couldn't hurt. He may notice something we haven't.'

'How do you know him?' Hotch asked and wondered if this was the man that had made Spencer happy.

'You know the assignments you've been reading.' He watched as they all nodded. 'Well, they're done by Tony.'

JJ turned to look at Hotch. 'We really don't have anything to lose do we?'

'No, we don't. I'm going to talk to Chief Strauss and see what we can come up with.' Hotch stood and walked out of the room. At least this Tony person had some understanding of the BAU with the course he was taking.

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Vance walked out onto the Mezzanine. 'DiNozzo my office now.'

***

Chapter Four

Gibbs turned to look at his senior field agent. Tony shrugged his shoulders. He could see the question in his boss' face.

'Oh, are you in trouble again Tony?' Ziva laughed.

'Agent David, did you listen to anything that was said earlier. Agent DiNozzo is not your colleague. He is my second in command. You owe him your respect. He has more than earned it. Apologise now.'

Ziva stared at Gibbs and just blinked. She must have misheard.

'Excuse me?' She questioned. Ziva was used to having leeway with him.

'Apologise to Agent DiNozzo.' Gibbs repeated, but slower this time.

'I'm not stupid.' She snapped at him. Ziva paled as she realised what she had done. 'Gibbs, I'm sorry.'

'Agent David, this is the last time I'm going to ask you this. If I have to do it again, you will be on repot.' Gibbs couldn't believe that it had gotten this bad. Where had he been? If she was like this with him, what had she been like for Tony?

Anger flashed in her dark eyes. She turned towards Tony, hatred was clearly written on her features. Her face turned uglier with that negative emotion.

'Agent DiNozzo I'm….sorry for my earlier outburst. It was inappropriate for me to talk to a….superior officer that way.' She uttered through gritted teeth.

'Apology accepted Agent David.' Tony gave Gibbs a surprised smile, and then rushed up to Vance's office.

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'Sorry, I'm late director.'

'Take a seat please Agent DiNozzo.' Vance waited for him to sit before he carried on. 'Is there anything I need to know about what went on downstairs?'

Tony could see that Vance knew something that had happened.

'Agent David made a comment. Gibbs made sure she understood that it was not allowed, and won't be tolerated.'

'Very well, I'm glad to see that it's been dealt with. The reason I called you here was because I've received a call from Chief Strauss at the BAU. They've asked for your help.' Vance watched Tony carefully. 'I didn't know that you were in contact with anyone there?'

Tony could see why he was confused. Everyone knew how Gibbs felt about other agencies, and having to work with them.

'Abby and Palmer are the only other people to know this.' Tony waited for Vance to nod knowing that this information wouldn't go anywhere. 'I was getting tired of feeling like the idiot cousin. I had Ziva and her comments about my background as a cop, and how it wasn't anything as good as her training. Then on the other side I had McGee making snide comments about my education. I decided to go to some seminars and see what interested me. I went to one, and there I met Dr Spencer Reid he was a guest talker. He knew a professor who might be willing to take me on and give me some leeway for the assignments.' Tony smiled. 'You never know with this job when you might get called out. I've started on a criminal profiling course, there is a lot to it including behavioural analysis. Spencer and I became friends. I have no idea why they need me though?'

Vance was glad that Tony had told him. He was angry at hearing the attitude problems Ziva and McGee obviously now have.

'They have a case where the victims are being dressed up as navy personnel. None of them however have any connection to that or any branch of the military.' Vance paused for a moment as something occurred to him. 'If you have only met Dr Reid why did Chief Strauss mention she heard nothing but good things about your abilities? She seemed to imply it was from more than one person.'

'Well, the only thing I can think of is my assignments. I send them to Spencer, just to check I am on the right track. He may make a couple of suggestions. My last couple the rest of the BAU ended up reading them, and making their own points. Spencer told me that they thought I had a natural ability.'

'Well, that's good to hear. For the next couple of days, you're assigned to assist the BAU. After that, we can discuss things if you are still needed. If you ever need time off for your assignments or a class please let me know. If your team aren't on a case and I'll sign you off.' Vance offered.

'Thank you director.' Tony replied surprised.

'Tony, what you're studying is going to help us. Since you are improving your education can I suggest some computer courses? You do need to bring up your skills a little.' Vance smiled at him.

'I'll look into it sir, what about Gibbs?'

Vance knew what Tony was talking about. Gibbs didn't like his people being transferred or assigned without his knowledge or permission, especially Tony.

'I'll come down with you and tell him myself.'

'I'm confused sir. I thought you didn't think much of me, and that you're more of a McGee fan?'

Vance hated the fact that it came across that way, and maybe at one time he had been. Things had changed. 'I never meant you to feel as if I didn't respect you. With McGee's skill, I felt as if he were the future of this agency. What I'm not happy with is this attitude he now has. I have quite a few reports from different agents about him and Ziva, and how they treated you. I was angry that Gibbs hadn't done anything about it. I'm glad he stepped up to the plate this time if he hadn't I was going to get involved.'

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Gibbs couldn't help but chuckle as he looked over at Ziva. She was sat there and sulked. Her gaze never left the monitor in front of her. It was obvious that she and McGee had thought that he would laugh along with them, or ignore it so they could continue. We'll he done both of those things, and because of that he owed his senior field agent a huge apology. He was surprised that DiNozzo was still on his team and willing to take his lead.

'Aah, Agent Gibbs, the BAU have requested Agent DiNozzo's help. I've agreed.'

'Vance.' Gibbs growled. He didn't want any of his agents reassigned anywhere, even temporary and that went double for DiNozzo.

***

Chapter Five

'Gibbs.' Tony silently pleaded to his boss.

Gibbs could see in the younger man's eyes it was something he wanted to do. Did it mean that he was eventually hoped to move over there. He sighed; the main thing was that this could be the first sign of an apology to his second in command. He just wanted to clear up a few things first.

'Office.' Gibbs indicated towards the elevator. Once Tony had started to move he turned around to the others. 'We'll be back in a minute.'

'Why would they want Tony?' McGee wondered.

'Agent McGee they want Agent DiNozzo because of his skill set. He has proved himself over and over again what an excellent agent he is. That is why he has been attached to top secret missions. If you also have time for idle chit chat I assume that means you do not have enough work. I will make sure Agent Gibbs rectifies that situation immediately.' Vance explained calmly. He had heard stories about McGee when he first arrived. What happened to that man who was eager to learn? This was not a change for the better. He'd better speak to Gibbs and see if they could sort out a plan of attack together. McGee and Ziva had to be told how much they had been let away with, and how that is no longer acceptable. It shouldn't have been allowed in the first place, but it had and they had to move forward from it.

McGee ducked his head down and stared at the folder on his desk. He wondered what had happened to the director use to treat him better. That had definitely changed. What had Tony said or done to get everything to change? He preferred it how it used to be.

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Gibbs reached over and flicked the switch.

Tony looked around the tiny box. 'I wonder if this thing has ever broken down when we've been out on a case? It wouldn't dare not work for you boss.' Tony grinned, the smile faded when he saw the look on Gibbs face. 'What's wrong?'

'I'm sorry Tony.' Gibbs held up his hand before he could be interrupted. 'I know it's a rule, but in this case an apology is a necessity. I should have stopped them ages ago, McGee and Ziva.' He clarified.

'It's not just your fault. I could have said something, written them up. I…' Tony stopped talking for a moment. 'I can't talk about it here. There could end up a lot being said.'

'If you finish with the BAU at a reasonable time come around and I'll cook.' Gibbs offered.

Tony paused for a moment. That wasn't what he expected. He thought that Gibbs would clam up and try to move on. 'Uhhh Gibbs…'

'If you don't want to or have a date don't worry about it.' Gibbs back peddled feeling a little embarrassed.

'No, I don't have a date tonight. I'll let you know when I'm finished.' Tony jumped at the chance to spend any extra time with Gibbs. He liked just being around the older man.

'Ok, so this BAU is something you want to do? Vance isn't pushing you into it, is he?' Gibbs wanted to make sure that everything was on the level.

Tony smiled he loved the fact that Gibbs was concerned about him. 'It's something I want to do. Vance has been really good actually.' He paused for a moment and noticed concern on Gibbs face. 'There's more wrong isn't there? What is it?'

'Do you want to move over there? Is that what this is all about?' Gibbs finally answered.

'I haven't any plans for that. I am only there to help this with this case.' Tony replied.

'Ok, so see you tonight.' Gibbs was glad that he had said yes. They did need to talk. He didn't like the fact that the way Tony had phrased about not having a date. It sounded like he was seeing someone. It must be serious if he hadn't mentioned anything about this woman.

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Vance watched the elevator start up again and the two men walk out when the doors finally open. Tony was the only person that could take everything that Gibbs' could dish out. He was able to do that after all these years of that kind of abuse. To still respect the man, and still work with him Vance didn't want to know what DiNozzo's childhood had been like for this to be a step up. It also made him feel worse for he thought and talked about the younger man.

'If you need anything Tony, just call ok?' Gibbs gave him a quick smile.

Tony's breath got caught in his chest. Gibbs had never smiled at him like that before. 'I will.' There was definitely something in the air between him and Vance, he was very confused. He hoped that he got some answers tonight.

McGee and Ziva just turned and stared at each other. They had no idea what was going on and they didn't like being left out of the loop. These new changes weren't something either of them was happy with. They liked things how they use to be.

McGee grabbed his cell and sent a text to Ziva. They had to get together and figure out how they could get things back to the way it was.

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Hotch stood in the BAU once again he was trying to get rid of Agent Sacks. He had no idea why this man was so determined to be a part of them, especially one that wasn't a people person.

Hotch was about to tell him to leave when a tall, muscular green-eyed, good-looking man walked in. He noticed the demeanour of Sacks' change, and a grin appeared on the strangers face.

'Well if it isn't Agent Slacks.' DiNozzo grinned at him.

***

Chapter Six

Sacks just stood there and glared. 'It's Sacks, as you very well know. What the hell are you doing here DiNozzo?'

Tony just grinned at him. 'The BAU requested my assistance.'

Sacks' mouth fell open. 'That's bullshit, why would they want a joke of an agent like you?'

Tony kept the smile on his face, even though that shot did hit home. Then something occurred to him. 'What are you doing here?' He watched as Sacks glanced over to the other man and then lowered his head. It was clear that whoever the other man was he was in a position of authority. Why would Sacks' be here? Then he remembered how so many probies had offered to help them, and would wait around. It was that wanted to make themselves be known in case a position came available within the team. 'You want to join the BAU, I'm guessing since you're standing here, and arguing with me they haven't said yes.'

Hotch kept his face blank, but he definitely liked DiNozzo. He read Sacks correctly. It was obvious that the F.B.I agent was jealous, and he went on the attack straight away.

'Does SSA Hotchner know that you've been accused of murder, twice?' Sacks spat out.

'I was innocent of both of those crimes.' Tony gave him his frat boy smile.

'You're not innocent of both of them. I'm sure you committed one of those crimes. They're going to find out soon enough that you're a complete waste of space.' Sacks snarled.

'Well, they obviously can see you aren't right for the BAU, and they didn't need to give you a trial run to realise that.'

'You don't know what you're talking about DiNozzo.'

'Seriously, you can't see how wrong you are for a profiler.' Tony replied incredulously. He shook his head at the confused look he received. 'You're not a people person. You don't know how to talk to them, how to hide your dislike. You're not a good interrogator. I ran rings around you. You had to leave because your temper was getting the better of you, and you can't read people. You jump to conclusions about people, and too stubborn that you won't change your mind. You'll cling to your beliefs to the bitter end. How is any of that right for the BAU?'

Hotch was very impressed, he also was now put in the hotspot. DiNozzo didn't know he was holding off telling Sacks he wasn't right. Now he had no choice.

'Sir, please tell Special Agent DiNozzo that he's incorrect with his assumptions.'

'I'm sorry Agent Sacks, I can't do that. Special Agent DiNozzo has pointed out areas that you are weak in. Unfortunately, that does mean you wouldn't be a correct fit for the BAU. I am sure that there are other areas within the F.B.I that would suit your skills.'

'This is your fault.' Sacks growled.

'Sacks, where the hell have you been?' Fornell asked as soon as he walked around the corner. 'DiNozzo has Gibbs let his faithful Saint Bernard of his lead and let him wander out alone. Have you finally decided to take me up on my offer of joining us?'

Sacks' eyes hardened at the quick job offer that Fornell flung out. He knew that if DiNozzo said yes, and the contract would be put in front of him immediately. He had no idea why everyone wanted DiNozzo to work for them. He hadn't seen anything special in the NCIS Agent. The one thing that had surprised Sacks was that Gibbs hadn't killed him yet. Gibbs had a reputation of being the best, but was a bastard to work with and expected nothing but the best.

'Well, I see your little puppy wandered off all alone again. You really need to train him better Fornell.' Tony grinned.

Fornell's breath caught in his chest. He knew how Gibbs felt about his SFA; he could see it in his face. The reason he knew these things was because he felt the same way. It was a fucking joke that he had to be attracted, and have feelings for a mouthy NCIS agent. He would never say anything to DiNozzo about how he felt. Fornell also wasn't joking about wanting the young man to jump ship and join them. He was brilliant undercover, he could run ops, and the way his mind put together clues. He could read people better than anyone. That was one of the reasons he had managed to get under Sacks' skin during the interrogation.

Sacks was a problem. He had heard how desperately he had been trying to get into the BAU. Fornell could see that he wasn't the right fit. Sacks believed he was a better agent than he was. He was okay, not bad, but no exceptional. That was another reason he hated DiNozzo. DiNozzo was the real deal. Gibbs had seen that straight from the start. As soon as they had met in Baltimore Gibbs was determined to have him as his agent, and he did. Fornell wished that he had got their first.

'So what are you doing here?' Fornell asked.

'We need his expertise on a case we are currently working on. It could possible end up being a joint case with NCIS.' Hotch answered he watched their faces as the conversation carried on, and was amazed at what he saw;

'Well, you've definitely got one of the best. If anyone can help, it's DiNozzo.' Fornell turned and grinned at DiNozzo.

Tony watched the younger F.B.I agents face. He managed to keep the surprised look off it when he realised that Sacks had it bad for Fornell.

'We're glad to have any insights he can give us.' Hotch smiled. 'We'd better get to work. If you'll follow me Agent DiNozzo.'

Tony nodded at Fornell and followed Hotch to the BAU. He assumed they would be properly introduced when they were out of sight of Sacks.

Sacks forced the anger down. He couldn't believe what he had seen. The way Fornell looked at DiNozzo when he knew the other agent couldn't see his face. He had a thing for him. Sacks had been so sure that Fornell had feelings for him. DiNozzo had walked in and stole a chance to work with the BAU, and taken away the man he was in love with. He knew that he had to do something about this, but what?

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Chapter Seven

Tony walked with Hotch to the conference room where he would meet the others. Hotch finally stopped and looked at him.

'We appreciate you helping us Agent DiNozzo. We feel as if we are missing something. Any suggestions would be much appreciated.'

'Please call me Tony, Agent Hotchner. I hope I can be of some help to you. I'll do what I can anyway.' Tony paused for a moment. 'Thank you for taking the time to look at my assignments and give some constructive feedback. It helped more than you'll ever know.'

'Tony, please call me Hotch. We were all glad to take a look. For someone who hasn't studied profiling you definitely show natural ability. You never know, maybe in the future we can make Fornell happy and get you into the BAU.' Hotch grinned at him. 'Come on the others are waiting and probably interrogating Reid as we speak.'

Tony ducked his head and blushed slightly at the compliment, but followed Hotch to meet the others. As much as he hated it, he could see why Reid had been attracted to this man. He was good-looking, stylish, had a quick mind, and was very quick witted. He wanted to be able to dislike him, but he couldn't. No matter how much it hurt Hotch, he only wanted Reid to be happy; he just wished he could have been him to be the one to do that.

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Reid looked up as the door opened and in walked Hotch and Tony. He smiled at his friend, but his gaze kept going to the man that he worked with.

'Tony.' Reid stood up, walked over and hugged him.

Derek turned to look at Penelope. This was not what they expected when they talked about who Tony DiNozzo was and what he looked like. They had made a deal that they couldn't check. All they had to go on was what Reid said, and the assignments they had looked at. They all had imagined someone more like Reid, and not this tall, strong, and athletically built man with classic good looks.

Dave stopped himself from laughing when Tony smiled at them, and everyone automatically smiled back. Penelope looked like she was going to create a puddle of drool. Even he was not immune to that smile. There was just something about it that made everything seem better, and that you would want to do anything to get to know this man better.

Derek shook his head at his baby girl. He'd bet that DiNozzo had got a lot of mileage out of that beaming grin, not only personally, but professionally as well.

'Ok, Tony let me introduce you to everyone. You already know Reid. Here we have Dave Rossi, JJ Jereau, Penelope Garcia, Emily Prentiss and Derek Morgan. Derek was a cop like you before he joined us.'

'Hi, I hope I can be of some help and thank you for all your suggestions on my assignment. It did make me look at some things in a different way.' Tony went around and shook each of their hands.

'Ok, let's get down to work. Here you go Tony, I'm afraid for the next couple of days or you are going to be doing is reading files.'

'Well, that is one thing that is the same in all agencies.' Tony settled down grabbed a pen and paper then he pulled the first file to him and started to read. His hand poised and ready to jot any thoughts or things that stood out. That is one thing being a cop had taught him, note down everything. When they talked about the cases, he would be the only one with a pen and pad in his hand taking notes.

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Gibbs sat and stared at the folder in front of him. His gaze kept going to that empty desk. It felt like it did when Tony was agent afloat. He felt as if he were losing him all over again, but this time for god. He growled as he looked at the time, there was still hours to go before he could actually leave. He stopped up and stomped off to the lift.

'I'm going for coffee.' He growled, not waiting for any answers.

McGee and Ziva waited for the lift door to close before they turned to each other. Ziva waited for him to join her. '

Why does the BAU want Tony?' McGee asked.

'There are things going on that we are not aware of McGee. We need to find out what they are.'

The two of them smiled. 'Abby.' They said together, and off to see their little forensic genius.

McGee knew that he had a connection with Abby, and she wouldn't want to hurt him. If he played it right, she would tell them what they wanted to know.

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Abby's head bopped away to the loud music that echoed around her lab. She stared at the monitor waiting for one of her babies to ping with some info. She jumped as a hand landed on her shoulder. Abby turned off her music and looked at them.

'Timmy doesn't do that.' She sat for a moment and took in some deep breaths to calm her down. That was when she noticed that Tim and Ziva. They just stared watched and waited. 'Is there a case I don't know about? I don't have anything running for you guys?' She hoped that she hadn't missed anything.

'No Abs, no case.' Tim walked towards her, a smile on his face. 'So what's going on with Tony then?'

Abby narrowed her eyes at him. 'What do you mean what's going on with him?' She replied cautiously.

'He hasn't joked, practical jokes, and he never comes out or asks us to go out? You seemed to be spending time with him?'

Abby knew what they were doing, but she had promised Tony not to say anything. She had also talked to Balboa, and found out all the little comments they had made. 'Well, maybe he's finally grown up. That was what you wanted, wasn't it?' She sent them a beaming smile.

Ziva and McGee looked at each other it was obvious Abby wasn't going to say anything, but that also meant they couldn't ask her to help them.

'If you sure there is nothing else going on, we were just worried about him that was all.' Ziva added.

'Nope, he's still the same ole Tony.' Abby's computer binged behind her. She silently prayed a thank you and turned away.

Ziva and McGee waited for a moment longer as they tried to figure out something to make her talk and finally gave up. They walked over to the lift and waited for Abby's music started to blare out once again.

'How about Palmer, he must get sick of all the autopsy gremlin jokes, and how Tony makes those comments about him.' Tim asked.

'Yes, Palmer must think as we do.' Ziva smiled at him, as they waited for the lift.

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Reid watched as Tony closed the current file he had been reading and stretched. His eyes roamed over that muscular body.

'So, are you finishing for the night?' Reid asked.

'Yep, there are a few things I've noticed, but I'm going to wait until I've read through them all.'

'So do you fancy going out tonight?'

'I would've loved to, but I'm sorry Spencer, but I've made plans to see Gibbs. Me coming here was out of the blue, and there is a lot that's been going on at work. We're going to talk through it.' Tony looked at him sadly.

'I understand these jobs of ours take up a lot of our lives. Uhhh well will go out another day.' Reid stuttered as he walked away.

'Definitely.' Tony called out after him, he really felt bad about saying now. Him going to Gibbs' place had been pre-arranged, but still, it was Gibbs. Any extra time spent with him was worth it. That made him feel even guiltier.

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Hotch watched as Reid walked towards him. 'I'm free tonight, if you want to go out for something to eat?' He offered.

Reid's eyes opened in surprise. 'Sure that would be great.'

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Tony watched as Reid and Hotch walked off with each other, both standing very close. Their arms brushed as they walked. He couldn't help smile, and think that maybe Reid would get what he wanted after all. It had been obvious when they spoke about Hotch how much the older man meant to him. It was something they had in common, until now unrequited love.

'So pathetic DiNozzo, any time spent with Gibbs just makes your day.' Tony muttered to himself. He smiled as the others suddenly appeared.

'Are you heading off now Tony?' Penelope asked.

'Yeah, meeting up with Gibbs to explain how the BAU knew who I was.' He chuckled.

'So are you enjoying the course you're doing then?' Penelope walked with him to the lift.

'Yeah, I am. My next course has to be on computers. I barely can use them. I would have asked a colleague, but we don't seem to be getting on like we use to.' Tony replied a little sadly.

'How about me?'

'How about you what?' Tony stared at her as they waited for the lift to arrive.

'Am I, or am I not the computer goddess within these hallowed walls?'

'Why yes, I believe you are.'

'How about tomorrow after you finish here I'll start teaching you.' Penelope offered.

'You'd really help me?' Tony grinned at her.

'I really will.' She put her arm through his, and they walked into the lift as soon as the door opened.

'I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.' Tony quoted.

'I love that film.'

'Me too, what were your favourite bits.'

Derek chuckled as the door closed on the two of them discussing the merits of Casablanca.

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'Palmer, glad we managed to catch you before you left.' McGee smiled at him.

'Is there something you need from me?' Palmer asked nervously.

'No, it's about Tony.' Ziva added.

Palmer's eyes narrowed as he looked at them both. 'What about Tony?' He asked.

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Gibbs smiled as Tony walked in. 'I'm glad you could make it.'

Tony stared at him for a moment. 'So am I.' He replied and closed the door behind him.

***

Chapter Eight

'Well, we wondered if you knew what was going on with him.'

'No, why would I know.' Palmer replied innocently.

The two agents both knew that Paler couldn't lie. So if he wasn't sticking up for him, then he might join them in their plan. The plan was to make DiNozzo look incompetent. That way they were sure that they would get their own statuses back. The young ME wannabe would be perfect. He could walk around and not be noticed. Everyone generally ignored him when he was around. They did.

'We thought you might like to join us?' Ziva smiled at him.

'Join you in what?' Palmer didn't like the sound of this, and it was obviously going to be about Tony.

'Well, we,' McGee waved a hand between him and Ziva, 'don't like how things have changed.'

'What things?' Palmer didn't spend a lot of time upstairs with the team. He hadn't noticed any significant changes.

'The change in how Tony has suddenly become the golden boy of NCIS. He doesn't joke, flirt or act inappropriately. That means Gibbs isn't head-slapping him. He actually wants us to treat him if he's our superior.' Ziva laughed as if it had been the funniest thing she'd ever heard.

Palmer waited he knew that there was going to be more. He didn't understand why they seemed surprised how Tony was treated. He was the senior field agent. Palmer wanted to hear the rest of what they were going to say, and what they wanted to do. He got the feeling that things were going to get a lot worse.

'It's ridiculous.' McGee agreed.

The two of them were too busy laughing to notice the angry look on Palmer's face. He managed to shake it off before they turned back to him. He was a lot better at playing innocent and lying than they knew.

'He's only the SFA because we weren't around. Gibbs always treated me better than Tony. He could see that I was a better agent.' Ziva preened as she spoke.

Palmer managed to stop himself from snorting. He couldn't understand how she thought that. He was confused by the both of them, and how they viewed themselves, and of course Tony.

'Then there was the director Ziva. You heard him saying that I was a better agent that DiNozzo. Now that's changed. I need Vance to go back to how he used to feel about me. That means I have a better chance of promotion to SFA. With Gibbs helping me, it's clear that is what he is leading towards.'

Palmer was tired of listening to his, and his anger was starting to boil over. He needed to find out what they were plotting before erupted.

'So what are you thinking of doing?'

'We need to bring DiNozzo down. We want to show Gibbs and the director obvious mistakes that could become dangerous, and that he lied about them?' McGee explained excitedly.

'But he hasn't, has he?

'No, but when we're finished it will look that way. Then when he says that he is innocent it will look like he lied and make things worse.'

'I really don't think you should do this.' Palmer had to say something.

'We know it's a lot to take in Palmer. You bottling up all that anger at him it's not a good thing. Think of all the times he's called you autopsy gremlin. I feel the same when he calls me probie. After were finished NCIS won't want, neither will the BAU. He won't even be able to get a job as a beat cop.' McGee spat out at the end. He seemed excited about doing this to Tony. It was also clear he thought to be a beat cop was the lowest place you could go. Who did McGee think went out to protect ordinary, everyday people?

'Think about it tonight, we'll talk again tomorrow Palmer.' McGee and Ziva walked off.

Palmer couldn't believe what they were trying to do. The scary thing was that they saw nothing wrong in what they were planning to do. Not only were they trying to ruin Tony's life due to their self-importance, and jealousy. They would also destroy a case. Someone could be hurt or die, a guilty person could be let free and of course and innocent man convicted.

He didn't understand why McGee thought being called an autopsy gremlin or probie was an insult. They were just nicknames. It made Palmer feel like part of the team. Tony didn't do that to many people, practically none. To him it was a compliment.

Palmer was going to be meeting Abby soon. He knew to wait a couple of more minutes after the elevator ding. Then he would go and see her. He hoped she would have any idea what to do. It would probably end up with them telling Gibbs and the director. This could and probably would end badly for whoever was dragged into this horrible plan. Palmer hoped that everyone would believe him.

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McGee and Ziva were in the elevator heading back up to their floor.

'Palmer is so gullible. We could make it look like it was all his idea.' Ziva's face was alight with excitement. This was something she missed from doing work for the Mossad. She loved to be able to play someone and then set them up. It made her heart pound, and the blood rush through her, it was thrilling.

McGee just stared at her. 'I don't want Palmer to get into trouble.'

Ziva turned to look at him and placed her hands on his shoulders. He was also someone she found it easy to play. She flattered him and agreed with everything he said. Now, he would follow her anywhere. No, McGee wouldn't be second in command; the person Gibbs would rely on would be her. Then she would change how he saw her. Ziva had played the daughter card to get closer to him. He wouldn't have let her close otherwise. She didn't want him to look at her like that. Leroy Jethro Gibbs was an attractive man. He was a strong man. Gibbs had the mentality a lot like hers. He would do what he felt needed to be done. It turned Ziva on when he was interrogating. There was no doubt about it, Gibbs would be hers. T

The main problem at the moment was McGee and his sudden attack of conscience. That had to be stopped immediately. Hopefully, some common sense and a healthy dose of self-preservation would help.

'We need someone to be blamed if it comes to light. If we have him blamed for it, they won't look any further. Look at him, and how Tony treats him. They won't look into in very deeply.' Not that she would be blamed for anything, her father was after all the director of Mossad, and the director did believe that McGee or people him were the future. Then you added on the top that he was a famous author.

'I guess you're right.' McGee didn't want any of this to come back to him. If that would happen not only would it stop any chance of promotion, but he would be fired. He loved the attention that being an agent got him; add to that being an author women now threw themselves at him. Who he really wanted, the woman he loved was Abby. When Tony got blamed for this Abby would be upset and she would turn to him. He would then build on that.

Ziva wasn't worried if McGee lost his job; it wasn't like he was going to be destitute. If that happened, he would be able to concentrate on his writing. In her mind he was a better author than he was an agent, barely. She shuddered at the thought of how he had portrayed her in those books. Now that the conscience thing had been sorted out they could get back on with their planning.

The two co-conspirators looked at each other and started to laugh. Things were going to turn out the way they wanted. The way she actually wanted actually.

***

Chapter Nine

Abby smiled as Palmer came into her lab. It faded fast at the look on the young man's face. She couldn't quite describe it, but it filled her body with dread. Something had happened, something bad.

'Is everything okay Jimmy? Is it about Breena? Has she been hurt?' Abby babbled.

'Abby stop I…'Jimmy took a deep breath. 'You're not going to like it.'

'Like what? Please just tell me you are scaring me.' She begged.

'I didn't mean to frighten you. It's about Ziva and McGee, they came to see me. They don't like how things have changed regarding Tony.' Palmer watched as Abby nodded.

'Yeah, they came to see me earlier trying to get information about Tony out of me. I didn't tell them anything, and then one of my babies beeped thank goodness.' She chuckled and then noticed that her friend hadn't joined in. 'There's more to this, isn't there?' That was when Abby knew she was going to really, really hate what was coming next.

'Yes there is.' Palmer had to tell her, he didn't have any choice. It killed him inside knowing that he had to do this. Abby had always had a close and personal relationship with McGee, and everyone still thought that they would end up together. What he was about to say would probably stop that altogether. Abby would never forgive McGee or Ziva for planning to ruin Tony for their own selfish reasons. 'They came to me because they thought I would be in agreement with them.'

'In agreement about what?'

'Tony, they thought because he called me autopsy gremlin that I would be angry with him. They've come up with a plan.'

'What plan?' Abby never understood why McGee hated being called probie. Palmer loved his nickname, in his mind it was a compliment. To him it meant Tony liked and trusted him.

'They want to make Tony look incompetent, and when he denies any mistakes, it will make him look like a liar.' Palmer just stood there and waited for Abby to absorb the information.

'But Tony isn't, he's one of the bet NCIS or most other agencies have. Look at how many job offers he gets. How are they going to do this?' She couldn't get her mind around anyone looking at Tony like that.

'They're going to sabotage a case, and make it look like it was all down to Tony.'

'Oh my god, don't they understand what that could do not only to Tony, but to the case itself. Someone could get away with murder; the victims of whatever crime it was wouldn't get any justice.' Abby didn't want to believe it, they were a family. McGee wouldn't or couldn't do something like this, he wasn't like that. There was something deep within her that stopped her from voicing McGee's innocence. She had seen the way he changed, and more so with Ziva's influence. She could actually see them do it.

'Do you believe me?' Palmer asked quietly.

Abby whipped around to stare at him. She hadn't realised that she had started to pace. 'Yes Jimmy I believe you. We need to go and tell Gibbs.'

'Do I have to go with you?' He knew that Gibbs was going to be furious and he didn't want to be collateral damage.

'Yes you do. Gibbs will have questions for you.' Abby suddenly froze. 'Oh god, what is this going to do Tony?' He was going to be devastated when he found out that two people he considered family were willing to do this.

Palmer reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder. 'We will show him that his real family will be there and that we will support him.'

'Yes we will.' She squeezed his hand. No matter what happened she would help Tony, and show how much he meant to her. Abby realised that she hadn't been as supportive as she could have been. It made her feel awful that she hadn't even noticed what was going on. What kind of person was she? Abby promised herself that she would apologise to him and then do better.

Abby quickly checked around quickly to make sure that everything was turned off, once that was done she headed off with Palmer. They had to go and talk to Gibbs and Tony. She knew that Tony was at Gibbs' home tonight. This was going to be hard for the two men she loved dearly. At least they had each other, and hopefully it would bring them closer. In her eyes, it was obvious that they had feelings for each other. At times, she wanted to bang their heads together and then lock the in a room with a bed, lube and condoms. If anything good came from this, she hoped it was that.

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Reid had such a great evening. He and Hotch had talked about anything and everything except work. He had to go to know the older man a lot better, and it made him love him even more. At times, he thought Hotch might have shared those same feelings, but he was scared to do or say anything. There was also Tony to think about. Reid knew that Tony would be happy for him; they had both been honest about the unrequited love they both had for their immediate bosses.

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Hotch had really enjoyed himself as he walked back with Reid to his apartment. He had to keep reminding himself that this was not a date. The two men turned to each other once they reached Reid's door.

'I had a good time tonight.' Reid played with the strap of his bag as he spoke.

'So did I, we should do it again.' Hotch held his breath and waited for an answer.

'I'd love that.' Reid froze as Hotch's face came closer and then kissed him gently on the cheek. The young genius couldn't stop the beaming grin that appeared on his face.

'I'll see you tomorrow.' Hotch smiled and walked back down the stairs.

Reid gently placed a hand on the side of his face. He could still feel where the lips had touched his skin. It seemed an unusual thing to do unless the senior agent had feelings for him too. The smile faded as he thought about Tony. The two of them were going have to talk. Dare he risk things with a man he truly liked and cared for, to a man who may or may not have feelings for him, and the one that he loved?

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Hotch felt so much lighter. He hadn't planned on kissing Reid it just happened. The reaction had been better than he thought. What was he going to do now?

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The steaks had been finished and they were just relaxing and drinking their beers.

'So the BAU?' Gibbs finally asked since Tony hadn't mentioned anything.

Tony turned to look at the older man, and knew that he was going to have to explain his studying and why he was doing that. The hardest part was going to be explaining how McGee, Ziva and sometimes Gibbs made him feel.

'You're not going to like it.' Tony warned him.

Gibbs frowned at him. 'Well, if that's the case I definitely need to hear it.' He hated the fact that Tony felt as if he couldn't tell him something.

'Okay, you've started to notice how McGee and Ziva have been acting.' Tony waited for Gibbs to nod. 'It's been like that for a while, and when you're not around it can be a lot worse. Don't say anything until I'm finished?' He begged.

'Okay, carry on.' Gibbs' voice was soft. He was livid at himself that not only Tony felt as if he couldn't tell him, but also he hadn't noticed. There were so many things he could have done differently looking back at things now. He might have also driven Tony to work elsewhere.

'They started to make me feel worthless. They came at me from different angles my lack of education, my lowly training as a cop, is how I think Ziva phrased it. Then there was you, and you'd just let it go. Every time you did the two of them became worse. I guess to them it seemed as if you'd agreed with their opinions.' Tony stopped speaking and just waited.

Gibbs knew that he promised not to talk, but he had to say something. He wanted to show Tony that he did care about him. 'I'm sorry I failed you.'

Tony just stared at the man he'd been in love with for years. He'd been so afraid that Gibbs would have been angry at him. That one simple sentence gave him the courage to carry on knowing that Gibbs wouldn't dismiss what he said out of hand.

'I needed to do something just for me. I guess I wanted to prove to myself that I wasn't what they thought. I went to a seminar and that is where I met Spencer Reid. He was a guest speaker, and he also works at the BAU as a profiler.' Tony watched the different emotions run across Gibbs' face. He hated the fact that he was the one who was putting pain there. 'To make a long story a little bit shorter I am taking a course in behavioural analysis. Abby and Palmer have been helping me when I study.'

'That's why you are with them all the time, and when you suddenly stop talking when someone appears. Why didn't you tell me?'

'I was afraid that you would agree with them, and expect me to fail.'

'God Tony, I would never…' Gibbs stopped for a moment. 'Why did you stay with the team then?'

'Because you were the first person to see beyond the image. There were times when you would look at me and I could see how proud you were of me. I stayed because I will always believe in you. I thought things would get better. I wasn't ready to give up yet.'

'I'm glad that you stayed. I am proud of you Tony. I should have told you a long time ago that you're the best young agent I have ever worked with. You're also my friend. I'm sorry that it became this bad and I didn't do anything to stop it.'

'Thanks, Gibbs.'

'I think it's time when we aren't at work for you to call me Jethro. You've more than earned it.'

'Okay Jethro.' Tony grinned at him as he tested out the name.

'So I guess is there is more?' Gibbs wanted to make sure that he had been told of it.

'Not much more, you know the worst of it. Spencer checks my assignments to make sure that I understand them. He makes small suggestions or suggests other papers to read. My last couple of assignments he got the other profilers to read through them. That is how they know of me. They're dealing with cases that have people murdered that are dressed as Navy personnel. They have no history of ever enlisting. That is why they wanted me to take a look through the case files. They wanted to see if I noticed anything that stood out.'

'So you're doing really well on this course? You've passed all the assignments?'

'Yep, with top marks.' Tony eyes glittered with pride.

'Well done Tony, if I had known this before I would have had no doubt that you would do great. So Vance?'

'Vance wanted to know why I was a little late coming to see him. I'd explained about the incident and that you had dealt with it. There is something I should tell you though.'

'What is it?'

'Vance had complaints from other agents on McGee's and Ziva's attitude towards me. If you hadn't done anything, he was going to step in.' Tony winced, closed his eyes and waited for Gibbs to explode. There was nothing, but then a hand touched his face softly.

Gibbs knew that he should feel angry that Vance was going to get involved in his team. He couldn't fault the man; after all he hadn't done anything. He had missed so much. It was obvious by the look on Tony's face that he expected to be yelled at. He reached out a hand and cupped the side of the younger man's face. He just waited until he could see a pair of gorgeous green eyes.

'Vance was right to want to step in. It should've never become that bad. I took you for granted. You let so much slide off you that I expected this too. I never took a step back to watch how truly you were hurt, and how it looked like I agreed with their treatment of you. I hope one day I can earn back that trust you have in me.'

Tony moved his head so he put more weight on Gibbs' hand. He would've liked to stay in this moment forever.

'You earned my trust and my belief in you time and time again. It may be on the dull side at the moment, but it's still there. Just a little spit and polish and it'll be as bright as ever.'

'What did I do to earn this faith you have in me?' Gibbs felt so honoured and humbled by it. That lost look, the one full of pain had at this moment vanished. He couldn't help himself as he moved forward. His mind was screaming at him to stop, but he was acting purely on instinct. Gibbs gently pressed his lips against Tony's in a soft kiss.

Tony was sure that he was dreaming. He was being kissed by the man he loved only happened then. The kiss started to deepen and suddenly Gibbs pulled away from him.

'Oh god Tony, I'm so sorry. I know you're seeing someone. I hope this hasn't changed you still wanting to work with me?' Gibbs babbled, not sounding like himself. That was when it hit him, he sounded exactly like he did when he talked to Shannon for the first time. His eyes widened in fear. Gibbs couldn't believe it he was completely head over heels in love with Tony. What the fuck was he going to do now?

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Chapter Ten

Tony just stared at Gibbs. He couldn't believe what had just happened. That was when he noticed that the older man had become paler, and he realised that he hadn't said a word.

'Don't worry Jethro, I'm not going anywhere.' Tony had wanted to say more, but he couldn't. He had to talk to Spencer first. At least now he knew that Gibbs was, at the very least, attracted to him. There had to be more to it, his boss wouldn't do something like this for just a quick fuck.

'Oh good.' Gibbs started to breathe a little easier. He still had no idea what to do about these feelings he had for his senior field agent.

The two men just stared at each other. Tony couldn't help the smile that appeared on his face. His dreams, his heart's desire was sitting in front there after kissing him. He loved everything thing about the ex- gunny. The grey hair, blue eyes, attitude, that cool stare that made him hot, a little grin that made his heart pound. His coffee addiction, his boat and his bourbon. Tony loved everything that made Gibbs, well Gibbs.

All Gibbs wanted to do was to reach out and pull Tony into his arms. He just wanted to carry on kissing him. There was a rattle of his front door handle, both men turned. Then there was loud banging on the door. Gibbs had forgotten that he'd locked the door.

'Gibbs, Tony it's important.' Abby yelled.

Gibbs smiled at Tony and then stood. He walked over to the door and unlocked it. He frowned as soon as he saw Palmer. That meant that something was going on. Tony had come to the same conclusion as soon as he saw who it was.

'What's going on Abs?' Gibbs wanted to know. He knew that the two of them would only be here if it were something important.

'You're not going to like it.' Abby warned. 'Please don't take anything out on Jimmy.'

This was the second time tonight he had be warned he would like something. 'Why would I…'

'Tell us what's going on.' Tony interrupted and got them back on track, which was unusual for him. He was the one that usually went off onto something random to do with films.

Abby watched as her two favourite men sat next to each other on the sofa. They were sitting very close. They might be the investigators, but she noticed things as well. Something this evening had changed between them. Abby already knew that Tony was in love with Gibbs, did this mean that the feelings were reciprocated.

Palmer sat on a chair and Abby sat on the floor in front of Gibbs and Tony. Palmer played with his fingers for a moment and then looked up. Everyone just stared at him. He knew that he had to get on with telling them.

'Please don't say anything until I'm finished.' He stuttered out, Palmer wasn't sure he could finish otherwise.

'Okay Palmer.' Tony smiled at him.

That gave him the confidence to do this. He was doing it for his friend, and any victims who wouldn't get justice that was due to them because selfishness.

'Ziva and Tim came to see me.' Palmer started both Tony and Gibbs knew that they weren't going to like what was coming. 'They said that they didn't like how things had changed and how they wanted it to go back to how it used to be. They wanted Tony to be getting into trouble, and you and Vance supporting them and not him.'

'Tony…' Gibbs felt the waves of guilt crash over him again.

'Don't Jethro; we've already gone over this.' Tony slid his hand across the small gap that was between them and laced his fingers with Gibbs'.

Abby desperately wanted to turn around, but she wouldn't. It was clear that they were building something, and she was thrilled about that. The talk they had apparently gone well, and Tony now called him Jethro.

'Carry on Palmer.' Gibbs ordered gruffly.

Palmer nodded at him. 'They came to me because they thought I would agree with them. That I would be angry with Tony for calling me Autopsy Gremlin, McGee assumed that I would feel like he did.' The young M.E assistant suddenly saw the look on Tony's face. 'But I don't, I like the fact that you gave me a nickname or two.'

'Anytime Black Lung.' Tony smiled at him.

'Well, they decided to come up with a plan to push Tony out of everyone's good graces, and put themselves there. They also talked about becoming Gibbs' senior field agent.'

'How did they plan on that happening?' There was no way Gibbs would get rid of Tony. He was one of the best investigators NCIS had. The only reason he would stop being SFA for Gibbs was with a promotion or if he left.

This was the part that Palmer was dreading. He hated hearing it; he knew Gibbs would be furious. 'They wanted to make Tony look as if he were incompetent, and when he denies it will make him look like a liar.'

Gibbs was sure that he had to be hearing things that Palmer had misunderstood. His team was a family, but somehow his heart he knew that what was being said was true. He had seen how Ziva and McGee act towards Tony.

'How are they going to do that?' Tony asked.

'They're going to sabotage a case and make it look like it was all Tony's fault.' Palmer finished off quickly and sank back into the chair as if he were trying to hide.

Gibbs blue eyes flashed with anger, he stood and stormed off into the kitchen. Tony quickly followed him.

Abby smiled at Palmer and took hold of his hand. She was glad that he had the courage to tell Gibbs. She also hoped it showed Tony what he meant to them. That no matter what they would have their backs.

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'Gibbs.' Tony stopped so he stood just behind him.

'Palmer must have misheard.' Gibbs growled, but the doubt could clearly be heard.

Tony reached out and placed a hand on Gibbs' back. The older man whirled round and pulled him into a hug. He buried his head in Tony's neck and breathed deeply. Tony arms automatically wrapped around Gibbs' shoulders and they just stood there and held each other.

'You don't really think that Palmer misheard them, do you?'

'No.' Gibbs murmured against Tony's neck. Everything seemed so out of control and the only thing that made any sense to him was the man in his arms. He couldn't help himself as he pressed soft kisses on that very touchable skin. He knew that this wasn't the time or the place, but he needed something.

Tony arched his neck to give Gibbs better access. He knew that he should stop him, but he couldn't. They both knew that it wouldn't go too far, and they both needed it. They needed to feel more of this new connection they had.

'What are we going to do?' Tony whispered as one hand ran up and down Gibbs' back, and the other one cupped his head so those lips were kept pressed against his skin.

Gibbs gently kissed and nibbled at the neck and slowly made his way up until he reached his ear. 'We'll go back in and talk to Abby and Palmer. Then together, we'll figure something out. Tony what about what's going on between us?' He finally pulled away and stared deeply into the green eyes of the man he loved.

Tony cupped Gibbs face. 'I need to talk to Spencer, but you and I we aren't done. We're just starting something.' Tony suddenly surged forward and his mouth covered Gibbs'. He needed this after hearing about McGee and Ziva. As soon as the mouth beneath his opened, Tony dove in. He tasted and explored. It had been something he had dreamed of doing for a long time. Gibbs' hand slid down his back, cupped his ass and gently kneaded those muscular mounds. Tony never wanted this to end, but the quiet voices from the other room could start to be heard. The little bubble they had found themselves in evaporated. They still had things to discuss, and this couldn't go any further until Tony had spoken to Spencer. After a couple more gentle kisses, they pulled apart and just smiled at each other.

'So how do I look?' Tony asked as he straightened his top.

'Fuckable.' Gibbs answered automatically, and then blushed.

Tony couldn't help but give that cocky grin. Gibbs just chuckled.

'Thank you Gibbs.' Tony leaned forward so he could whisper into the other man's ear. 'You look very fuckable too.' He gently nibbled on Gibbs' ear before he pulled away.

Gibbs just shook his head and wondered what the hell he was getting himself into to. 'We look like we've been making out. Abby and Palmer are going to know what we were up to in here. We're going to have to be honest with them, and with Vance.'

Tony paled he was okay with the other two, and things had been going so well between him and the director. 'Really?'

'With McGee and Ziva gunning for you we can't leave things to chance. I'm not giving you up Tony, not that we have a chance of being together. I think Vance will support us; we've worked together too long for it to be anything else. If he doesn't, we're look at our options. I could always retire.' He placed his fingertips on Tony's lips to stop him interrupting. 'You're worth it, we're worth it.' Tony smiled and nodded. He then opened his mouth and sucked on those fingertips. 'You're killing me here.' Gibbs moaned.

Tony released Gibbs' fingers. 'Let's go and talk to the other two and see if we can come up with a plan. Well, as much as we can before we tell Vance.' Tony held out his hand, and Gibbs reached out and took hold of it.

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Abby couldn't help the wicked smile that crossed her face as she watched them come back in. First of all they were holding hands, which was just so cute. Secondly their mouths were puffy and red from kissing, and Tony's neck had red marks on it. There was obviously more than just talking going on out there. She moved over and sat on the arm of the chair so she could see everyone. She waited for the two of them to sit down.

'So what's going on?' Abby desperately wanted them to tell her.

'We both admitted tonight that we had feelings for each other, and we want to see where it takes us.' Gibbs explained.

Abby laughed and clapped her hands, but that faded quickly. 'Tony, what about Spencer?'

'I'm going to meet up with him tomorrow morning and I will tell him. Don't worry Abby we had been honest at the very start. We both had feelings for other people. I think Spencer might possibly end up with who he wants as well.'

Palmer just stared at them. His brain was still trying to deal with the fact that they were together. Together, together.

'So you still would be okay working with him?' Gibbs didn't want to cause Tony any extra problems.

'No there won't be any problems.' Tony turned to stare at Gibbs. 'I'm not giving you up either.'

All Gibbs wanted to do was drag Tony up to his bedroom. He took a deep breath and looked away. He needed to make sure that he had everything they needed. Gibbs may have not been with a man, but he had heard things. That is also something he wanted to discuss with Tony. It seemed as if the younger man had some experience at least.

'So what's the plan?' Abby was happy now that her two guys were together. They just had to deal with the other problem.

'Tomorrow Tony will talk to Reid. The three of us will talk to Vance, get in early both of you. We tell him everything. It's a good thing that Tony's working with the BAU at the moment, so it gives us a little time.' Gibbs looked around as the other three nodded in agreement.

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Sacks was sat down going through piles of mail. He still believed that he would be an excellent addition to the BAU. It was all DiNozzo's fault that SSA Hotchner had said those things.

The BAU had been sure that the serial killer would have contacted them, but so far even after all these murders nothing had appeared. So he'd decided to go through some of the mail himself. If he found something, it would help his chances. He held a letter in his hand and glanced up at the clock. It was getting late. He would look at this last letter and then head home. Sacks grinned as he started to read. This was it. All he had to do was hand it over.

'No,' he whispered suddenly. Sacks had a much better idea.

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