Title:The Matchmakers

Summary: Abby and Ducky are both playing matchmaker for Tony and Gibbs. With their help will Tony and Gibbs admit how they feel for each other? And if they do can they make their relationship last forever. SLASH.

In this story there is no DADT and men/men being married is not an issue.

This story came about from hotshow. She had a really interesting and fun idea for a story. Since she isn't a writer and liked the stories I've posted, she asked me to write it for her. I hope I did her story justice and that she likes it. I hope you all like it. Thanks for the great story line hotshow, I enjoyed writing it.

Feedback is always welcomed and appreciated!

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you to Cookie62 for beta reading!

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Ducky flipped the light off as he headed out the door for the elevator. He wasn't sure what made him push the button but he did. The elevator stopped and Ducky stepped out. The bullpen looked deserted, dark except for the one desk lamp shining a sliver of light in the darkness. Taking a step through the darkness, Ducky stopped and looked at the man sitting at his desk. He shook his head, sometimes it seemed the man lived here. Then he noticed that the man was holding a picture in his hand and he was completely lost in thought as he stared at it. Shaking his head, Ducky sighed. It was easy to figure out who the picture was of, they had been friends long enough for Ducky to know.

"Burning the midnight oil?" Ducky asked with a smile as he approached Gibbs' desk.

"Yeah." Gibbs said as he tossed the photo in the open side drawer of his desk then slammed it shut.

"Are you ever going to move past it?"

Gibbs looked at Ducky as if slightly confused, then realized what he was talking about and what he had assumed. "Evaluating me Duck?"

"No." Ducky shook his head. "But don't you think it would be nice if you had someone to spend a Friday night with beside an old photograph?"

"Not very good with the real thing. I do better with a photograph." Gibbs smirked.

"Maybe you just haven't found the real thing yet." Ducky smiled.

Gibbs chuckled. "Yeah. Maybe."

Ducky almost didn't say his next thought, but he realized it needed to be said.

"And until you stop trying to replace Shannon, you'll never find the real thing."

Gibbs didn't answer just looked at Ducky for a moment.

"It's time to look beyond the women with red-hair Jethro."

"What's to say I haven't." Gibbs sighed.

"You're sitting at your desk on a Friday night, staring at a picture of your dead wife, that's not moving on."

"Right." Gibbs nodded.

"I have a friend, wonderful woman, beautiful, intelligent, brunette, a doctor." Ducky smiled. "I think you two would get on very well."

"Duck." Gibbs sighed.

"One date." Ducky smiled. "What's the worst that could happen?"

Gibbs raised an eyebrow. "Did you forget?"

"Oh." Ducky said then grinned knowing Gibbs was talking about the fact that he had introduced Gibbs to his second wife.

"Ducky I'm not really-"

"Think about it." Ducky said holding up his hand. "One date."

"I'll think about it."

"Good." Ducky smiled.

Gibbs nodded and stood up. "Night Duck."

"Good night Jethro." Ducky said as he watched Gibbs disappear behind the elevator doors.

Then he turned and looked at the drawer where Gibbs had thrown the picture. He wasn't the type to invade someone's privacy, but something compelled him to open the drawer, and his eyes went wide with shock. He picked up the photo and took a closer look. He remembered exactly where and when that picture had been taken. It was after the NCIS and FBI softball game, NCIS had won and countless people were snapping pictures. Abby had taken this one, Ducky remembered. Tony had been so caught up in the excitement of winning, that he had forgotten the normal formality of his relationship with Jethro. So he had hugged Jethro with honest joy and happiness and in an even odder moment, Jethro had half hugged Tony back. The picture was of that hug coming to an end. Tony was still smiling as he looked at Jethro. Jethro's eyes were locked on Tony's and he had that half smirk. If you didn't know the two men, the picture would have seemed common, but knowing the two men it was anything but common. It was a rare moment of a completely unguarded exchange between them.

"Well well Jethro, seems you may have moved past the red-heads." Ducky smirked. "Perhaps past women all together."

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"We are supposed to be having fun." Abby sighed.

"I am." Tony forced a smiled.

"Really. Then why are you sitting here turning down every one who asks you to dance?"

"Not really up to dancing."

"Come on we are at your favorite club there are beautiful men and women to choose from and you haven't even flirted with anyone." Abby paused and smirked. "Tell Doctor Abby all your troubles."

Tony chuckled. "Well Doctor. The problem is I want to finish this drink and some crazy Goth girl won't leave me alone."

She narrowed her eyes.

"Hi."

Tony and Abby both turned at the male voice.

"I hope I'm not interrupting." The man smiled.

"No not at all." Abby smiled.

"Dance?" The man said to Tony as if that one word said everything.

It took Tony a moment to realize exactly why he wanted to say yes, but then he knew.

"Sure." Tony smiled as he took the man's extended hand.

Abby grinned as the two left and headed towards the dance floor. She watched as they spoke a few words as they began to dance, then watched as they simply danced. Tony seemed interested but strangely detached from the man. Abby looked at the other man trying to figure out what it might be about the man that had caused Tony to accept the dance. The man was older than Tony, about the same height, pretty blue eyes and- Holy crap. Abby though to herself as her eyes went wide. No that couldn't be it. She had to be reading more into it. Continuing to watch them dance, Abby focused on the similarities and the differences. Even as they left the dance floor and Tony had obviously told the man he wasn't interested she still looked.

As Tony approached the table he grinned as he cocked his head to one side imitating Abby.

"What are you looking at?" He asked.

She shook her head and looked up at him. "Your dance partner."

"Eric."

"Yeah." She nodded. "He remind you of anyone?"

Tony shook his head. "No. Should he?"

She nodded. "You turned down every man and woman that approached you until "Eric" asked you to dance."

"Okay. What am I missing?" Tony looked confused and sat down.

"Tony he looks like Gibbs."

"What?" Tony made a face. "He does not."

"Yes he does." Abby knew he had to be lying and that he could see the similarities. "His build, his eyes, his gray hair, come on."

"Abby how much have you had to drink?" Tony smirked.

"Not enough to start imagining things." Abby barked. "Are you interested in Gibbs?"

"Abby come on." Tony chuckled.

"You so are!" A huge grin spread across Abby's face. "Here I am bringing you out to help you find someone and you are already interested in someone."

"Abby." Tony sighed.

"You can lie all you want but you have the hots for Gibbs." Abby shook her head. "How did I not see that? I mean you always want to please him, as much as you complain about the head slaps, you know you like them. And you always look freaked out when he gets close to you. Seriously I should have put that all together sooner."

"Abby stop!" Tony was almost yelling.

"What! Come on what is the big deal. So you got a thing for Bossman, he's hot I totally get it. No big deal. I'm sure he'd be totally flattered."

Tony gave her the get real look. "Right. Flattered. Hey Gibbs, I'm in love with you what do you think about that?"

Abby's head went back and her eyes went wide.

"What?" Tony asked.

"In love with?"

"No." Tony shook his head vigorously. "I mean, you know attracted to him."

"That's not what you said." Abby was shocked. "You're in love with him. Tony!"

"Abby please. Just forget it."

"How am I supposed to forget something like this!" Abby said like Tony had just told her to forget her name.

"Please." Tony's voice grew serious.

She sighed. "Fine, but maybe if you talk to-"

Tony's eyes narrowed. "No I'm not talking to him about this and you aren't either. Right?"

Abby shook her head.

"Please Abby. I don't need to ruin our friendship and our working relationship over this."

She nodded.

"Thank you."

"Sure." Abby half smiled as in her head the wheels were already turning.

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Walking into the house, Gibbs closed the door and leaned against it. He listened for a moment as the silence again greeted him. Shaking his head, he sighed he should be use to it by now, since it had been ages since he came home to anything but the stillness. He pushed himself from the coolness of the door and made his way into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. Then as it brewed he went upstairs to change. It was all routine come home to emptiness, make coffee, change, get a cup of coffee, and then work on the boat. At some point throughout the night coffee would become Bourbon and he would fall asleep on the boat.

With coffee in hand he made his way downstairs to the boat and stared at it as if it was suddenly some monstrosity he had never seen before. He shook his head, maybe he should take Ducky up on his offer to set him up on a date. At least it would force him out of this rut he had somehow gotten into. The phone at his side buzzed to life and he grabbed it looking at the caller ID.

"Yeah Gibbs." There was a pause. "On my way."

With that Gibbs was back up the steps, already in work mode.

Gibbs pulled up to the crime scene and was surprised to see Tony was already there. Stepping out of the car he walked over to where Tony was leaning over a body.

"DiNozzo." Gibbs nodded.

"Hey Boss." Tony nodded back.

"What ya got?"

"Husband found him dead when he came home from work about an hour ago." Tony paused. "He's a nurse works third second shift, got off late."

"Ducky?"

"Should be here any minute." Tony again looked at the body.

"Where's the husband?"

"In the living room with Ziva."

Gibbs nodded.

"McGee?"

"Perimeter."

"Good." Gibbs nodded again. He knew, even without him his team would have everything under control. They knew their jobs and Tony became the leader when Gibbs wasn't around.

"Something wrong Boss?" Tony asked as Gibbs was staring at him.

"No." Gibbs shook his head as if it would remove all the thoughts inside it.

Ducky was standing in the doorway watching the exchange and realize there was so much unsaid between the two men before him.

"I'm gonna talk to the husband." Gibbs turned to leave and saw Ducky.

"Leaving already?" Ducky asked surprised that Gibbs would leave the room before he arrived.

"Just talking to the husband." Gibbs smirked. "I'll be back."

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"What ya got Abs." Gibbs asked walking into Abby's lab and handing her the Caf-Pow.

"Fingerprints, slugs, and some interesting chemicals." She grinned.

"And?" Gibbs asked.

"Fingerprints all belong to Lt. Colonel Harmon and his husband."

Gibbs nodded. "Slugs."

"Both from Harmon's gun." Abby smiled. "And then we come to diphenhydramine and dextromethorphan, ephedrine and gamma-butyrolactone and gamma-hydroxybutyrate. Were all in Harmon's system."

"Abby English."

"Legal ecstasy."

"When?"

"About an hour before he died."

"Why? He was home alone, knew his husband wouldn't be-" Gibbs paused.

"What?" Abby asked.

"Harmon's husband got off work late."

"So Harmon could have taken it thinking he'll be all ready to hit the sheets when his hubby got home."

"Could be." Gibbs said rolling his eyes at her explanation.

"He had the equivalent of three pills in his system.

"Enough to be feeling no pain and only euphoria." She shrugged. "If that's how he reacts

Everyone is affected differently by the drug. Most people feel euphoric but some people have hallucinations, get hostile, the combinations are endless."

He kissed her cheek. "Good job."

Gibbs hit a speed dial on his phone. "DiNozzo get me Harmon's husband in the conference room now."

Gibbs walked into the conference room and sat down quietly.

"Did you figure out what happened?" The man sitting there asked.

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"Please David."

Gibbs nodded. "David. Did your husband use ecstasy?"

David sighed. "A legal form, Euphorica. We both did sometimes."

"How did your husband react to the drug normally?"

"Usually happy, aroused."

"Usually?"

David pursed his lips. "Um, one time he took a couple extra pills and he got really freaked out."

"Freaked out?" Gibbs asked.

"Thought he was possessed, and then thought someone was in the house, stuff like that." David sighed and his eyes closed. "Did Jacob take something before-"

"Yes." Gibbs pulled out the final report from Ducky. "The wounds in Jacob's chest were self inflicted."

David fought to hold back the tears.

"I'm sorry."

David's hand went over his mouth as the tears fell. He shook his head as he fought to control the emotions. "We wasted so much time."

Gibbs looked at him puzzled.

"Jacob and I. We knew each other for ten years before we finally figured out we belonged together." He chuckled. "I fought it for so long. We worked together you know?"

Gibbs swallowed hard and nodded.

"I thought what if it doesn't work between us, or what if it does, then what." David shook his head. "I didn't want to take the risk."

"What made you change your mind?" Gibbs found himself asking.

David smiled through the sadness. "He did. He made me see that love's always worth it. No matter what the risk."

Gibbs found himself nodding.

"I only wish I would have realized that earlier." David grinned. "I should have listened, but I was stubborn. And now after just two years, I lost him. We could have had so much more time together."

"You loved each other, no matter how much time you had together, you had it."

David nodded. "So many people never find that true love. That love that makes your heart stop, makes your knees weak, and make you crazy with desire every time you see that person. I had that."

He pulled an empty key chain from his pocket and held it up to Gibbs. "Jacob gave this to me a week after we were together."

Gibbs smiled. "The Japanese symbol for risk."

"Yes." David looked at Gibbs, surprised. "He said it would remind me every day of the risk we took and the rewards from that risk.

Gibbs stood up suddenly. "I'll have an agent escort you out."

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He splashed the water over his face and grabbed a paper towel. This was ridiculous Gibbs thought as he stared into the bathroom mirror. There was nothing between them. Tony had never remotely showed an interest in him. So why was he letting everything David said get to him. David and Jacob had nothing to do with him and Tony. Plus there was rule twelve. There was no way for them to get around that since neither of them were quitting. Yet here he stood, thinking about Tony and how much he wanted him, in spite of rule twelve. Gibbs blew out a breath and then of course he walked in.

Tony looked at him with a concerned look. "You okay Boss?"

Gibbs nodded and cleared his throat. "Fine."

Tony didn't look convinced. "Everything okay with the case?"

"Yeah." Gibbs nodded as he again patted his face with the paper towel.

"Mr. Harmon left something for you." Tony said.

"What?" Gibbs asked.

Tony reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the silver key chain. He held it up for Gibbs.

Gibbs chuckled and shook his head.

"He also said to tell you something."

He looked at Tony and waited.

"Right." Tony nodded. "He said risk equals reward, take the risk."

Gibbs grabbed the key chain from Tony.

"What am I missing?" Tony asked staring at Gibbs.

For a moment, Gibbs actually thought about saying what he wanted to say but then just sighed.

"Nothing."

He threw the paper towel away and walked out the door.

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Gibbs lay in bed staring at the ceiling. It was odd, he hadn't slept in the bed in weeks, maybe months, but for some reason he decided tonight he should. Why he wasn't sure. Maybe it was because everything that David Harmon had said today hit home and it still bothered him. Not to mention the key chain and the fact that Tony had been the one to deliver it.

It bothered him that David had obviously realized he was having the same issue that he and David had. And it bothered him that he did feel exactly the same way. He was stubborn, unwilling to admit his feelings, and he believed nothing was going to change that.

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The TV was still on but Tony had lost interest long ago, instead thinking about the conversation he'd had with Abby last night. Of all the people to find out about his feelings it had to be her. She was Gibbs favorite and she usually told him everything and if she didn't tell him, he usually knew she was hiding something. Tony blew out a long breath. He could see it now. Gibbs looking at Abby knowing she knew something. He would stare at her with that Gibbs stare and she would crumble. Everyone always crumbled under that stare. He had crumbled under it several times himself.

Tony shook his head. This was the worst possible scenario other than if Gibbs himself would have heard him say it. God, he had feared that for so long. That Gibbs would over hear something or just but it together himself. Tony could just hear that conversation.

"What the hell are you thinking DiNozzo?"

"I don't know."

"There can never be anything between us."

"I know."

"I don't feel that way."

"I understand."

"Then stop this now."

The couch suddenly shook and Tony was actually thrown to the floor. He watched as the couch danced across the floor towards the wall. Earthquake? Tony thought. No way. Then again the whole building shook. Someone screamed. He grabbed a pair of jeans threw them on, picked up his side arm and ran out the door.

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The pounding on the door pulled her from the computer screen. She looked at the clock on the wall it was almost midnight. Walking to the door she stared out the peep hole and then grinned.

"Really? You have nothing better to do?" She smirked.

He didn't smile.

Then she saw the two bags he was carrying.

"Tony what's going on?" Her eyes went wide. "Did you get evicted?"

"Um Yeah. In a way." Tony sighed.

"Get in here." She said pulling him inside.

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Gibbs walked into the bullpen and saw Tony with his head down at his desk. Then he heard the snore. He smirked as he kicked the desk.

"I don't wanna sleep in the coffin again." Tony shouted as his head shot up.

Gibbs raised an eyebrow. "Again?"

"Bad dream." Tony said as he ran his hands over his face.

"Um hum." Gibbs said shaking his head as he made his way to his desk.

"Just catching a few extra zzz's before starting the day." Tony smiled.

"Why are you here this early?" Gibbs glanced over at him. "Needed to get out of the coffin."

"It's not what you think." Tony sighed. "I mean Abby and I are just friends."

"Uh hum." Gibbs nodded.

"Boss. I'd never." Tony paused. "I mean you'd kill me."

"Yeah. I would."

"But I mean that's not why I don't. I don't think of Abby that way." Tony was shaking his head. "Really we are just friends. She's not my type."

Gibbs raised an eyebrow at him.

"I mean she is hot in that Goth way but-"

"DiNozzo!"

"Right shutting up Boss."

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Abby was in the elevator when McGee stepped in.

"Abby is something wrong?" McGee said looking concerned.

"Yes. I need your help." She said pulling him into the elevator.

"Abby!"

The doors closed and the elevator started, but she hit the emergency stop.

"Tony is going to ask to stay with you. You have to say no." Abby said in one long breath.

"I wouldn't let Tony stay anyway." McGee smirked

"Why?" She seemed surprised.

"It's Tony."

"Right." Abby nodded. "But he is really going to lay it on thick, you have to stay strong and say no."

"Why?"

"Because you just have to."

"Abby what's going on?"

"Nothing." She sighed. "Just do this for me. Please."

"Abby. Are you up to something?"

"No. Why would you think that?"

"Because Tony's your friend and you are convincing me not to give him a place to stay."

"So." She shrugged. "Just do this for me please."

He nodded.

She hugged him. "Thanks."

He smiled. She really didn't understand why he wouldn't let Tony stay with him.

McGee walked out of the elevator and was greeted by Tony's smiling face. "McGee, Tim. I need to talk to you."

"Okay." Tony nodded towards the hallway.

They walked into the hallway by the bathroom.

"I need a place to stay for awhile."

"No."

"Come on. This is serious."

"It's always serious with you Tony."

"This is really serious. Come on."

"No." McGee paused. "What happened?"

Tony sighed. "You wouldn't believe me."

"Well you're not staying with me."

"McGee we're buds."

"No we're not."

"Okay but still!"

"No." And McGee walked away.

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Tony walked into Abby's lab looking like he wanted to scream.

"What's wrong?" Abby asked.

"Nothing." Tony shook his head.

She grinned. "Tony I told you, you can stay with me."

"Abby you have a one room apartment and you sleep in a coffin."

"So." She shrugged.

"I can get into my apartment today, then I won't be able to get back in for a least a month. This is serious."

Gibbs stopped before reaching the door to the lab having heard Tony's sentence.

"Are you storing your stuff?"

"Yeah. I have some movers taking it to a storage area today." Tony ran his hands over his face. "This is crazy. No one is going to let me stay with them when I have no idea how long it will be before I can get back into my place."

"Did they give you any idea?"

"At least a month, if not more, or if ever. They said they will know if the structure is sound in the next couple days. But I can't do anything until I know for sure." Tony slumped down on one of the stools. "This is my worst nightmare."

"What about a frat brother?" Abby smiled. "That's like perfect."

Tony shook his head. "No. I can't do that for more than a couple of days. I know I love a good party but my frat brothers that live here are still partying every night. I can't do that anymore."

"Ahhh our little Tony has grown up." Abby said patting his head.

"Abby!"

"Well there is one other option you haven't mentioned."

"What?" Tony looked hopefully.

Abby smiled. "Gibbs."

Tony's face fell again. "Abby I can't."

"What he's let you stay before."

"Yeah and he wasn't happy with it then and it was only for a week."

"Yeah but it's different now. You're different." She paused. "Maybe he's different too."

"Abby I can't ask him. You know I can't." Tony sighed. "He'd never let me and he's already done enough for me."

"What ya need Abs." Gibbs asked walking into the lab as if he had just arrived.

Tony jumped up and put on his smile.

Gibbs looked at him. "Everything alright DiNozzo?"

"Fine Boss." Tony nodded.

Abby grinned to herself. She was positive Gibbs had heard their conversation; she had called him down here right after Tony.

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"Duck?" Gibbs said as he walked into Autopsy.

"Ah Jethro." Ducky smiled. "How are you?"

"Fine." Gibbs nodded.

"I've been trying to catch up on endless paperwork."

"Did you need help, is that why you called me down here?"

"No. Of course not." Ducky chuckled.

"Then why am I here." Gibbs asked.

"Yes. Always direct and to the point." Ducky nodded.

"Something wrong?"

Ducky looked at Jethro. "Have you heard about what happen to Anthony's apartment?"

"No." Gibbs paused. "Why?"

"Because he doesn't have an apartment right now."

"And?"

"He needs a place to stay Jethro."

Gibbs chuckled and smirked. "And you want me to ask him to stay with me?"

"You have a whole house. You practically live in the basement. Why not let him stay?" Ducky said looking disappointed that Gibbs wouldn't just accept it.

"He never asked."

Ducky shook his head. "Jethro you know why he doesn't ask."

Gibbs sighed. "Come on Duck."

"Jethro. He's your Senior Field Agent" Ducky paused. "And your friend. And you might actually enjoy having some company"

Gibbs ran his hand across his forehead.

"Why is it so hard for you to admit that?" Ducky stared at Gibbs. "He is your friend Jethro. He cares about you and I believe you care about him."

"Of course we're friends but." Gibbs sentence stopped

"Then what?"

"I'm his boss."

"And what does that have to do with staying with you?"

Gibbs sighed. "Duck. I just don't think it would work."

"Are you sure you're just talking about him staying with you?"

Gibbs narrowed his eyes. "What kind of question is that?"

Ducky shrugged. "I just don't think you are worried about him staying with you, but what might happen if he stays."

"And what exactly is that?" Gibbs was still staring and now sounding annoyed.

"He might actually have an effect on you." Ducky knew he was pushing and knew that it could backfire on him.

"An effect on me." Gibbs shook his head. "Yeah DiNozzo has an effect on me every day. He tests my patience."

"Is that all he tests?" Duck questioned

"You trying to say something here Duck?" Gibbs asked his voice now full of anger.

"Do I need to say it?" Duck sighed. "You weren't looking at a picture of Shannon the other night."

Gibbs was silent a moment as he suddenly realize Ducky had looked at the picture and had put the pieces together. The question now was did he admit the truth or not.

"Solitude and silence get old Jethro." Ducky sighed. "If there is someone you believe can change that, you need to take the chance."

Gibbs ran his hands through his hair and down his face.

"You can lie if you want. You can tell me I'm way off base, that you have no feelings for Anthony other than friendship, but you know the truth." Ducky paused. "And if you choose to continue to hide that, the only person you're hurting is yourself."

Gibbs stared at Ducky a moment then turned and left autopsy.

Ducky watched him walk away, hoping some of what he said got through the thick skull of his. One way or another, Gibbs was going to spend time with Tony and face up to his feelings. Ducky was just trying to give him a friendly push.

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Gibbs stood in the elevator pacing the small enclosure. Ducky was right, but facing up to his own feelings was not his strong suit. Plus there were no signs that Tony thought of him in anyway other than friendship so why would he admit to feelings Tony couldn't return. And having Tony staying with him, the temptation would be unbearable. Yet he knew he needed to let Tony stay, he should. Before anything, they were friends and that needed to take precedence over him being uncomfortable.

He started the elevator back up and it traveled down to the basement and opened.

"Having a meeting with yourself Boss?" Tony smirked. He had been waiting for the elevator for awhile and figured Gibbs was using it as an office again.

"Are you getting in?" Gibbs asked ignoring Tony's comment.

"Yeah." Tony said as he stepped in.

The elevator started and Gibbs hit the emergency stop again.

Tony turned and looked at Gibbs. "Something up Boss?"

"You're staying with me until you figure out something with your apartment." Gibbs stated it came out harsher than he had intended.

"Boss really. I'll figure something out."

Gibbs glared at Tony. "It wasn't a request DiNozzo."

Tony looked at Gibbs surprised. "Is this some rule I missed?"

"No."

"Really. I don't-"

"This discussion is over." Gibbs said looking at Tony. "You're staying. Bring whatever you need, as much as you need. Understood?"

Tony nodded.

Gibbs started the elevator again. When the doors opened to the bullpen Gibbs stepped out and went to his desk.

Ziva and McGee stood at the elevator waiting to leave. As the doors opened Ziva looked at Tony.

"You leaving?"

"In a minute go ahead."

The elevator doors closed and the two disappeared.

Tony gathered his things and walked over to Gibbs desk.

"I have an appointment at the chiropractor then I'll be over."

"Okay." Gibbs nodded.

Tony made his way towards the elevator then paused.

"Boss?"

Gibbs looked up.

"Thanks."

Gibbs nodded.

Tony smiled then turned and left.

Throwing his pen on the desk, Gibbs sighed. This was a mistake.

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Abby walked into autopsy and was surprise to see Ducky still sitting at his desk.

"Hey Ducky you're here late."

"Um, yes. Just finishing up." He said as he clicked off his computer screen.

She grinned. "Ducky."

"What?"

"Looking at something private." She smirked.

"Not what you're thinking."

She laughed. "Everything okay?"

"Yes."

Abby's cell phone rang a familiar ring. "Hey where are you?" a pause. "Why? Where are you staying? You are!" the last two words spoken with more excitement that she had intended. "Did you ask? He told you. Really? Okay. Yeah."

Hanging up the phone she was grinning.

"Anthony?"

She nodded. "He's finishing up at the chiropractor then heading to Gibbs."

"Gibbs? So Jethro asked him to stay?"

Abby gave him a confused look. "Yeah how did you know?"

"Well I." Ducky stammered.

"Ducky are you up to something?"

"No. I just suggested-"

"That Gibbs asks Tony to stay with him?" Abby smirked.

"Yes. I mean he has that whole house to himself."

"Yeah" Abby nodded.

"It makes sense that he should offer."

"What do you know?" Abby narrowed her eyes.

"Know?"

"You know something. You wouldn't have told Gibbs to have Tony stay unless there was a specific reason."

Ducky didn't say anything.

"Ducky. I was trying to get Tony to ask Gibbs to stay!"

"Why?" Ducky asked.

"I asked you first." She said putting her hands on her hips.

Thinking about it for a moment Ducky sighed.

"I just think Jethro and Anthony should spend some time together."

Abby grinned. "You think Bossman has the hots for Tony?"

"Abby I don't think Jethro gets the "hots" for someone." Ducky rolled his eyes.

"Well Tony definitely has it bad for Gibbs."

"He does?" Ducky looked surprised.

"Yeah. He promised me not to tell anyone but Ducky." She smirked. "If we are both working on the same thing maybe we should work together."

"Abigail I think this could be the start of something diabolical." Ducky grinned.

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Gibbs pulled into the drive way and saw Tony's car there. He had gotten wrapped up in some work and before he realized it was already almost eight by the time he left. As he walked in Gibbs heard the music some female voice singing a haunting jazz cabaret type song. He actually smiled, not something he usually did when he arrived home. Walking into the living room he didn't see Tony so he walked further in and saw him in the kitchen. Tony was happily singing to the music as he looked at something in the oven. He was wearing a pair of Ohio state sweats and an NCIS t-shirt. Gibbs chuckled as Tony closed the oven door and turned around still singing. He stopped as he saw Gibbs.

"Hey." Tony said looking slightly embarrassed and surprised by Gibbs presence.

"Hey yourself." Gibbs smirked.

"Hope you don't mind I made a pizza, should be done in a few minutes."

"Don't mind."

Tony went to the kitchen table and touched the iPod that played the music and it stopped.

"You could have left it on."

"No it's okay just had it on for noise while I worked on the pizza." Tony smiled. "Wasn't sure when you'd get home but figured you could always eat the pizza cold."

"Thanks."

"Oh and the coffee is fresh." Tony said glancing at the coffee pot.

Gibbs nodded and poured himself a cup of the black liquid. Taking a sip he leaned against the kitchen counter. "Did I have a frozen pizza in the fridge?"

Tony chuckled. "No. This is homemade."

"Really?" Gibbs looked surprised.

"Yes. I can make a few things, pizza being one of them."

Gibbs put his hand up. "I'm sure you can."

Tony smirked. "You'll see. Just wait."

"Okay."

Looking back into the oven, Tony smiled. "It's done. Wanna grab some plates?"

"Yeah." Gibbs reached above him and grabbed a couple paper plates.

Tony pulled out the pizza and put it on the stove top.

"Looks good." Gibbs smiled.

"It is." Tony said as he cut it into pieces. Gibbs held up one plate, and then the other and let Tony put two pieces on each. "Take them out and I'll grab a couple beers."

Gibbs nodded. He put the plates on the coffee table and sat down on the couch.

"Thanks." He said as he accepted the beer from Tony.

"Anytime." Tony smiled as he sat down next to Gibbs and grabbed his plate.

"Really good." Gibbs said through his mouthful of pizza.

Tony chuckled. "Thanks."

They ate in a comfortable mix of silence and small talk. When they were finished Gibbs slumped back into the couch.

"I honestly can't remember the last time I came home to a real meal." And he honestly couldn't.

Tony smiled. "It's the least I could do for you for letting me stay here."

"It's no big deal." Gibbs shrugged.

"It is a big deal and I appreciate it."

Gibbs nodded. "So what's with the chiropractor?"

Tony shook his head. "Just a little out of whack because of the accident at the apartment."

"What exactly happened?" Gibbs asked he hadn't heard the story.

Tony let out a little laughed. "It's so bizarre really."

Gibbs took a swig from his beer.

"You know I live in that upper level of the townhouse."

"Yeah."

"Well a semi drove through the ground level apartment."

Gibbs' eyes widened. "Why was a semi on a residential street?"

"He lived in a house down the road. Lost control ended up in the living room of the downstairs."

"Wow."

"Wow is an understatement." Tony grinned. "Shook everything. Broke a few things. Now the question is, is it structurally sound?"

"And if it's not?" Gibbs asked.

"I can lease another unit if one is available or move."

"When you supposed to find out?"

"Day or two." Tony shook his head. "This could only happen to me, you realize that."

Gibbs chuckled. "Yeah."

"Anyway, so just kinda threw my back out of whack when I was violently knocked from the couch." Tony sighed.

Gibbs nodded. "You know I don't have the guest room any more right?"

"Yeah. I remember from when your dad was here." Tony paused. "The couch is fine really."

"Why don't you sleep upstairs." Gibbs said as he looked over at Tony.

Tony raised an eyebrow. "Upstairs. In your bed?"

Gibbs chuckled. "Yeah. I rarely sleep in the bed."

"No really, the couch is fine."

"Tony." Gibbs narrowed his eyes. "Be comfortable. Sleep up stairs. I won't bother you."

What if I want to be bothered? Tony thought to himself.

"I will on one condition."

It was Gibbs turn to raise his eyebrow. "And what's that?"

Tony grinned. "That if you want the bed. You'll tell me and I'll sleep on the couch. Deal?"

Gibbs nodded. "Yeah."

What he had hoped Tony would say is they could share the bed.

"Plus we are two adults we can share a bed." Tony said it and then regretted it realizing it sounded like a total come on.

Gibbs smirked. "Yeah we are adults."

"I just mean, if it came down to it, it wouldn't be a big deal." God why couldn't he just shut his mouth about this!

"Good to know." Gibbs smiled. "But I really do usually fall asleep in the basement."

"Yeah. I remember." Tony grinned. "Which is probably why you should see a chiropractor."

"Probably." Gibbs chuckled and stood up. "I'm gonna go work on the boat."

"Okay." Tony nodded as he grabbed their empty plates.

Gibbs went to head towards the basement and stopped. "Thanks again for the pizza."

"No problem." Tony smiled.

And Gibbs disappeared from Tony's view.

He sighed and dropped his head back. He needed to get a grip. Share the bed what the hell had made him say that? Tony went to the kitchen and threw away the plates and put the left over pizza in the fridge. Then he went back and sat on the couch. This was not going to work if he couldn't keep it together. This isn't playing house, Gibbs is just letting you stay here because you needed a place, not because he wants anything more from you.

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Gibbs woke up asleep on the boat, he glanced at his phone. He might as well get up. Sitting up he ran his hands over his face before heading upstairs. As the coffee brewed Gibbs thought of last night. He had heard Tony go upstairs to bed around eleven and part of him had wanted to follow after him. Gibbs shook his head. Just because the man makes you dinner doesn't mean he wants anything more. He was just repaying Gibbs for letting him stay. Letting out a sigh, Gibbs realized he needed to get into the bedroom to grab his clothes.

Making his way quietly up the steps, Gibbs paused when he reached the bedroom door. Leaning against the door frame he found himself just watching Tony sleep. Why was a man asleep in your bed so sexy? Because it was the man that Gibbs wanted that's why it was sexy. Tony was curled up around the pillow, the blanket only up to his waist, his bare chest exposed. Gibbs took a deep breath and pushed down the desire that rose in his body.

Tony turned rolling on his back as one long bare leg emerged from under the cover. Gibbs swallowed hard as he realized Tony was naked. His cock threatened to react to the thought and Gibbs forced himself to shake the thought from his head. He made his way into the room and slowly slid open the closet door, pulled out his clothes, then closed it again. As he walked quickly across the room he stepped out into the hallway and breathed a sigh of relief to be out of the room. Tonight he would move some of his work clothes to one of the down stairs closets.

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Gibbs looked at his watch almost eight-thirty. He should go home, everyone else had already left. Everything he was working on could wait until Monday. It was Friday night and he actually wanted to go home. He chuckled to himself, that hadn't happened in awhile. But then before he didn't have Tony at home.

Tony had been there a week now and it was like everything was right. Dinner together every night. Sometimes one of them would cook and other times Gibbs would grab take out on the way home. They talked, laughed, Tony had even come down and helped with the boat a few times. He was actually helpful. And although Tony had brought a TV and DVD player to put in the bedroom, it had only been on once. A night where Tony couldn't sleep and had watched a movie to relax. It really did seem so perfect some days. Until Gibbs thought about it and realized they were simply two friends living in the same house, roommates, nothing more.

Gibbs sighed. If they had been sharing a bed, then things would have been perfect. Actually if they had been making love in the bed it would be perfect. Instead, Gibbs had fallen asleep in the basement every night while Tony slept upstairs in his bed. Running his hands over his face, Gibbs realized dwelling on it wasn't going to change anything. He switched off his desk light and grabbed his side arm from the desk drawer and saw something lying under it. It was a CD. The label had been typed out.

Enjoy the movie

Full Metal Jacket

He knew the movie but who would leave it for him. Seemed odd that Tony wouldn't just give it to him at the house, why leave it at work? Shrugging, he slipped on his side arm and took the movie with him as he headed out the door.

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"Tony." Gibbs called as he walked into the house surprised not to hear any music going.

"Hey." Tony walked out of the kitchen. "I picked up some Chinese hope that's okay."

"Sounds good." Gibbs smiled as he hung up his coat and walked into the living room. Tony already had everything set up on the coffee table.

"If you want to change I can wait."

"No I'm good." Gibbs sat down and threw the CD on the table.

"What's that?" Tony asked.

"I was going to ask you." Gibbs said as he took a bit of his food.

Tony picked up the CD. "It's a DVD, Full Metal Jacket, good movie. Who gave it to you?"

"Don't know. I thought maybe it was from you."

"No." Tony shook his head. "Abby maybe."

"Could be." Gibbs shrugged.

"We should watch it tonight." Tony smiled. "I'll make popcorn and we can just relax."

"Sure." Gibbs nodded. Although he wanted to say no. On the bed with Tony was too much of a temptation, when all he wanted to do was throw him on it and make love to him.

Tony took a fork full of his food and realized the suggestion was a mistake. How was he supposed to act casual on Gibbs' bed, with Gibbs. They had only been in the bedroom together once. Gibbs had been covered with sawdust after working on the boat and had come up to get a change of clothes. And even then it had taken all his strength not to beg Gibbs to get into bed with him.

"After this I'll grab a shower and we can settle in." Gibbs smiled.

"I'll start the popcorn while you shower."

Tony was already sitting on the bed with the TV remote and a large bowl of popcorn when Gibbs stepped out of the bathroom. He hadn't expected Tony to already be in the room and he walked out with the towel still wrapped around his waist.

As soon as Tony saw Gibbs, he paused, a handful of popcorn stopping before it reached his mouth. His eyes traveled down the length of Gibbs' still wet body before he realized what he was doing.

"Um, didn't realize you were already in here."

Tony didn't say anything, too lost in the sight before him.

"I just need to grab, um, some stuff." Gibbs said as he pulled sweats and a t-shirt from a dresser drawer. Just as Gibbs was about to disappear back into the bathroom Tony found his voice.

"I brought a beer up for you. Did you want something else?" It was a stupid question but Tony wanted to say something to keep Gibbs there.

"No. That's good." Gibbs nodded.

"Okay."

Gibbs closed the bathroom door behind him and Tony dropped his head into his hands. Great you just ogled your boss! Tony thought to himself. There was no way that Gibbs hadn't noticed that. He took a deep breath and tried to relax and Gibbs walked out of the bathroom, now dressed.

"Ready."

Tony nodded.

Gibbs climbed into the bed and placed the pillow behind his back as he leaned against the head board and tried to get comfortable.

Tony started the movie and within ten minutes the uncomfortable situation was now gone. They watched the movie, both making comments about their favorite parts.

Tony grabbed a handful of popcorn and for some reason picked out a piece and trying to be sneaky threw the piece at Gibbs. It bounced off his cheek and onto the bed. Gibbs never flinched or reacted. He should have because his lack of reaction caused Tony to throw another piece this time hitting Gibbs on the nose. He tried not to but a small laugh escaped Tony's lips and he put his fist in front of his mouth to try and cover it up as a cough. Gibbs put his hand into the bowl of popcorn and threw some of it into his mouth. Tony was again surprised that Gibbs didn't retaliate, but let it go and refocused on the movie. A moment later Tony felt something hit his forehead and he grinned.

"Seriously I thought you were above throwing popcorn to get my attention." Tony grinned glancing over at Gibbs

"Really." Gibbs nodded.

"Yes." Tony smirked.

"Okay."

Then Gibbs reached over and grabbed Tony by the collar of the shirt.

"NO!" Tony screamed out a laugh as Gibbs shoved a half of handful of popcorn down his shirt. "Not fair, not fair."

Tony had fallen back onto the bed trying to avoid letting Gibbs put the popcorn down his shirt and in doing so Gibbs' body was now over his.

"No one said I played fair." Gibbs grinned as he stared down at Tony.

"I am so going to get you back." Tony smirked.

"Try." Gibbs smiled.

"I will." Tony said his green eyes locked on Gibbs' icy blues. He realized Gibbs' eyes had dilated and his breathing had quickened.

Gibbs had noticed the same in Tony. Seeing the shining green eyes now almost black and feeling his increased heartbeat from where he still held Tony's shirt. It took a moment for Gibbs to let go of Tony and sit back up

"You started it." Gibbs said as he sat back against the head board trying to keep the mood light and not showing the effect being so close to Tony had on him

"Oh just wait. When you least expect it. I'll get you back." Tony smirked.

"Yeah we'll see." Gibbs grinned again looking at Tony and wanting to go right back to the position they had been in.

Tony smiled back at him.

Then suddenly grunting and moaning noises filled the room and they both turned back to the TV. Gibbs was the first to react to the scene now filling the screen.

"What the hell?"

"This is not part of the movie." Tony said as he continued to stare at the screen. And it definitely wasn't.

Full Metal Jacket had been replaced by a porn movie, one of two men already locked together. Tony glanced over at Gibbs. His eyes had gone wide, then almost as quickly calmed and stared at the screen.

Tony tipped his head to the side. "How the hell do you even get into the position?"

There was no response as Gibbs realized that the one man looked a great deal like Tony.

The moaning continued from the TV. Then came the phrases of harder, faster, more, and some yes, God yes.

They changed positions this time one man bend over grasping at the wall trying to find anything to hold onto, realizing there was nothing he just put his hands against the wall and surrendered to the pleasure.

"I've been dreaming about this for so long." The man with his cocked buried in the man groaned. "And I plan to fuck you in every room in this house, in every position I can think of."

"Yes." The other man that looked like Tony moaned. "Anything you want, just don't stop. Make me come."

"Oh God, just keep fucking me it feels so good." The man said. "So good."

"That's enough." Gibbs finally managed to say even as he continued to stare at the screen.

"Right. Sorry." Tony said trying to find the stop button. It took him a moment and just as he hit the stop button the man screamed out in release.

Gibbs ran his hand over his forehead.

"Someone left this for you?" Tony grinned.

"Yeah." Gibbs said clearing his throat as he shifted trying to conceal the fact that the movie had had an effect on him.

"Um, any ideas?" Tony was trying not to laugh.

"NO!" Gibbs practically yelled.

Tony couldn't help it he started laughed.

"This is funny?"

Tony nodded through the laughter. "Oh come on!"

Gibbs glared at Tony.

"Your face when it started was priceless."

"And yours wasn't" Gibbs gave a half smile. "I thought you were going to break your neck trying to figure out that position."

"Well seriously." Tony grinned. "I've tried a lot of things and I have never even thought of that position."

"Really." Gibbs raised an eyebrow.

"Oh and you have?" Tony laughed again.

Gibbs just shrugged.

"You're lying."

Gibbs didn't say anything.

"Okay. Give me a minute." Tony said as he tried to calm his laughter. "We have to figure out who this is from."

"Yeah. Abby just seems too obvious."

"But most likely. I mean it's not Ducky."

"No." Gibbs shook his head. "He has an interesting sense of humor but not anything like that."

"Ziva, McGee."

"I don't know." Gibbs sighed.

"McGee maybe. I mean more to get back at me than you."

"But then why leave it for me?"

"Because he knew I would never just bring it home and play it."

Gibbs looked at Tony. "You're the one who said we should watch it."

Tony laughed again. "Okay. Let's just let it go for now. We can watch another movie."

Gibbs sighed.

"Unless you want to finish that one." Tony said trying to keep a straight face.

Gibbs glared at him.

"I couldn't help myself." Tony laughed. "I mean come on, you watching porn."

"You don't think I watch porn?" Gibbs asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm sure you have, but I doubt it's one of your normal habits." Tony grinned.

"And it's one of your normal habits?"

"Sometimes." Tony forced a smile realizing this is the last thing he should be talking to Gibbs about.

"I see."

"Why am I even talking about this?" Tony said shaking his head.

"Because you assume I don't watch porn."

"Do you?" God just shut up Tony told himself.

"I have, but normally when I'm seeing someone not by myself."

Tony smirked. "Okay. That always seems odd to me."

"That I watch it with someone."

"Yeah. I mean I understand, but why not by yourself. Seems more appropriate to watch it when you don't have someone who could get you off without the porn." Tony chuckled. "I mean masturbating to porn makes more sense to me than watching porn with someone you're dating and obviously going to get some from."

After it left his mouth Tony realized what he had just said. It wasn't bad enough he was talking about porn now he was talking about masturbation.

"That was totally not where I met to go with this conversation." Tony sighed. He was sure his face was turning red.

"It only makes more sense if you need porn to masturbate."

Tony raised an eyebrow and stared at Gibbs. "Have a good imagination do you?"

Gibbs shook his head. "Put in another movie."

"Change the subject good idea." Tony grinned.

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Tony woke up to the sound of static. He looked at the TV and realized they must have fallen asleep before the movie ended. Tony's eyes went wide as he realized he was wrapped in Gibbs arms. He sighed and tried to move slightly, Gibbs wrapped his arms tightened around Tony's waist. The tightened grip caused Gibbs' hard cock to press against Tony's ass.

"Oh God." It dripped from Tony's lips involuntarily and he bit his lower lip to prevent himself for saying anything else.

Gibbs stirred again, this time thrusting his cock harder against Tony.

Tony's eyes closed as his body responded and his own cock became hard.

Within the hazy sleep Gibbs moaned.

This had to stop or Tony was going to come right here, right now, while Gibbs was asleep. But he couldn't wake Gibbs up that would be even worse. Tony let out a long breath. The truth was he wanted Gibbs to wake up, wanted this to be more than some sleep induced grope. Tony shifted trying to remove the friction of Gibbs' cock against his ass but it only succeeded in making it worse.

Another moan escaped Tony's lips as Gibbs thrust his hips again.

"Gibbs." Tony groaned.

"Ummm Tony." Gibbs moaned back.

Tony's eyes went wide. Gibbs was awake. Tony turned to look back and Gibbs eyes were still closed and he seemed to be asleep. Was Gibbs actually dreaming about him?

Wanting some further confirmation, Tony let himself press back against Gibbs cock.

"That's it, God Tony."

The words caused Tony to moan. Gibbs was dreaming about him and it seems like an erotic dream. Tony needed more proof.

"Tell me you want to fuck?" Tony said in a seductive voice.

"I want to fuck you." Gibbs replied to the voice within his dream.

"I want you to, god please." Tony sighed

Gibbs again pressed harder against Tony.

"Oh God." Tony cried as he reached back to clutch at Gibbs' hip and stopped. If he did that he knew Gibbs would wake up.

Then as quickly as it had all began it was gone. Gibbs released Tony and rolled onto his back, the dream either finished or gone within his subconscious.

Tony tried to steady his breathing, fought the ache in his cock, as he forced his body to calm. It seemed to take an eternity; nothing was working, the desire too great, and the need begging to be fulfilled. Still at some point he finally drifted back to sleep, letting the snowy static of the TV continue.

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The feeling of weight against him caused Gibbs to stir in his sleep and pull the weight closer. Hearing the slight moan, Gibbs' eyes shot open. The events of the night rushed through his mind. Full Metal Jacket, Porn, some other movie, and then nothing. He must have fallen asleep during the movie. He saw the flickering light of the static on the TV screen. Then it hit him. Looking down he saw Tony was the weight that he had felt. Tony's head was resting on his chest, his arm draped gently over Gibbs' waist, his leg intertwined with his own. And Gibbs had his arm encircling Tony' back and waist holding him tightly against his body.

Gibbs ran his hand over his face at first disturbed by the situation, and then he chuckled to himself. Actually it was funny. He had wanted to be in bed with Tony for a long time, had wanted him in his arms, but this was not how he thought of it happening. Still here he was holding the man he wanted in his arms. Gibbs drew Tony closer and the younger man stirred slightly wrapping his own arm tighter around Gibbs. God it felt so good, Gibbs thought to himself. If only Tony actually knew what he was doing, if only he actually wanted this. Without thought Gibbs fingers danced against Tony's hip.

Tony moaned.

Stop. Gibbs shook his head and forced his hand to still again. This was ridiculous. Just go back to sleep he told himself.

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