Just a Good Day

"Probie," called DiNozzo across the room, "hold the door." He darted through the opening of the elevator and lent against the wall next to me. "Thanks for that man", he said angrily.

"Sorry I didn't hear you," I tried to explain. I hated the way he made me feel so nervous, like I'd done something wrong. I stuck my hand in my pocket so he couldn't see it shaking, and leaned backwards trying to look more confident than I felt. DiNozzo lent over, I thought to hit the floor button, but instead he hit the stop. I felt shivers run down my spine as the elevator ground to a halt.

"What's up?" I asked

"You wanna tell me why you keep acting like I've kicked you or something?"

I couldn't believe he'd noticed. He'd always struck me as a kind of jock, not interested in anyone except himself, and what ever woman happened to be hanging round him. I instantly felt bad for thinking this, and it made me even more nervous.

" I, uh, didn't even realise I had been. Sorry." I said. Lying I know, but I didn't even know myself why I kept getting so jittery.

"You're lying," said DiNozzo. I was shocked, less now that he'd noticed, but more by the tone in his voice. He sounded genuinely hurt. I'd never seen him like this before.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Can it Probie, I can read you like a book. I've done something to really piss you off and I wanna know what."

"Seriously were fine." I said lying again. I reached passed him to hit the elevator button, but DiNozzo grabbed my hand to stop me. My breath actually caught in my throat, and I looked Tony straight in the eye.

"Please, McGee" I had no idea what to say. He never called me McGee, he never let his emotions get the better of him. Yet here he was, in an elevator, holding my hand, looking almost as if he was about to cry. Feeling the softness of his skin on mine caused goose bumps to shoot up my arms. I swallowed,

"Tony, we are fine, I swear." My voice was audibly shaking, and Tony didn't seem to be listening to me anyway. He was staring right at me, and I could feel his eyes burning through me. No wonder guys always cracked under his interrogation. Those eyes…

I struggled to tear my own away from his, and pulled back against the far wall of the elevator. Tony looked like I'd just shot him and I couldn't bear that face anymore.

"Tony, what the hells going on?"

"Nothing" he whispered, reaching to switch the elevator on again. I grabbed his arm.

"Tony?" He caught my eyes again and I was more prepared this time. I met his gaze calmly, until he took me completely off guard. He lent forward and kissed me hard on the lips. My instant reaction was to pull away, but he had my arm held tightly. The goose bumps began to cover my whole body, and something clicked in my head, as to why, maybe, I'd felt so awkward around DiNozzo all this time. I didn't really have time to think though, as I felt Tony begin to pull back, obviously frightened by my earlier attempted of escape. It was now or never. I lifted my free arm, and put it on the back of Tony's head, keeping him where he was, and began to kiss him back. I was surprised how natural it felt, kissing him was like kissing any girl, but for some reason, he seemed tenderer, something I never thought id be able to say about him. Maybe he was nervous, I sure as hell knew I was. He seemed reluctant now; all his guts used up obviously in taking the plunge, so I thought I'd take the initiative and I gently pried open his mouth and slid in my tongue. At first DiNozzo did nothing, and I wondered if I'd over stepped the mark, but the he reached his hand up to my face and deepened the kiss further. Suddenly we were kissing passionately, Tony's hands sliding over my body, pulling up my shirt and running his hands across my chest, as ran my fingers through his hair. It all happened so quickly I didn't know what was happening, it never really sunk in, until the lift suddenly jolted back into life. I quickly pulled my shirt back into my pants and Tony set about fixing his hair. Neither of us spoke as the elevator lowered itself down. I looked at Tony and couldn't read him at all, he looked as cool and casual as ever, but I knew how wrong I'd been about him before. When the doors opened Gibbs stood there, cup of coffee in hand.

"What the hell happened?" he asked irritated.

"Sorry boss" smiled Tony, "lift stopped, think Probie here must have lent on the button or something" Gibbs hit Tony round the head, and I heard an audible slap. Gibbs climbed into the elevator and the doors shut, leaving Tony and me in the corridor.

"That sounded like it hurt." I said gingerly to Tony, not really know where to start the conversation again. Tony lent over to me and whispered in my ear.

"Totally worth it." he pulled back, grinned and wandered off down the corridor. I didn't know which way to go, I just watched him walking away. As he neared the end of the corridor, realising no one else was around, he turned back and shouted, "You are a great kisser." he winked and disappeared around a corner. I was stunned, and elated, and scared, and confused, and a million and one other things. As the lift opened behind me and Abby stepped out, I began smiling to myself, because I just couldn't help it.

"What are you so happy about McGee?" asked Abby. I stared down the corridor hat Tony had just walked along and smiled to myself again.

"Just been a good day." I said and followed her into the lab.