A/N: I wrote this the week before Tim recieved his parcel on the show. I started cursing when I watched it.

April 30

Friendship is a special package to be handled with care, to be gratefully acknowledged, and whose value we should always esteem.

Tony ran his fingers over the package in front of him. It was not his – he had stolen it from McGee's desk. It was completely unfair that the Probie had received something instead of him.

What had the Probie received anyway? Possibly it was an Internet purchase, knowing how obsessed McGeek was with the World Wide Web. Or it could be something from his family, but surely they would have sent it to his apartment? Perhaps it was related to a case in some way.

Tony patted the box gently. It was rectangular, wrapped in brown paper, bound with string, and addressed to 'Special Agent T. McGee'. He placed his ear to the side and shook it gently. Not a sound. Whatever it was, it was securely packed. It was also fairly light was well.

He was now officially curious. What on earth was in this package? The Probie was being mysterious again, secretive even. He could always persuade his little ninja Mossad chick to get it out of McGee, but he would prefer to figure this out on his own. It was his curiosity that had been piqued and the Probie would not outwit him. Computers would never take over from street-smarts.

He slowly reached for his knife, determined to open the package. McIdiot would never know that he had been inside. He ran the knife carefully along the edge…

"Morning, Tony," McGee called as he entered the squad room.

Tony stifled a groan. "You got a package," he offered. "Just keeping it safe."

McGee smiled. "Thanks. I've been waiting for that for a while."

Tony smiled back. He was going to have to get Abby to tell him what it was now.