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A/N 1) This is the second story in my two-shot series, called 'Discovery-Universe'. You can read the stories seperately, but you will frown at some things that will be mentioned in this story, so there will be a sequence in them.

This are two-shots that just come into my head, but will be linked to each other, due of the relationship/friendship between Gibbs and Tony. in every two-shot Tony and Gibbs will discover more and more about each other.

A/N 2)To help you a little, in the first two-shot. which was pre-series, Gibbs discovered that Tony, plays guitar and sometimes piano at a bar, to forget the stress of work and his worries. Gibbs discovered that Tony has a exeptional musical talent and that his apartment is more than just apartment. It's a loft, a modern, much more that he could afford, loft. The song that Tony sang that night, made Gibbs question what the story was behind it and discovered that Tony's high school friend, had killed herself by drinking three bottles of her fathers alcohol.

Gibbs had agreed to keep those things a secret, after Tony all but pleaded for him not to tell anybody. A but all the other discoveries, had remain a mystery, and Gibbs respected the privacy.

A/N 2,5) Warning! English is not my native language! Plus i am dislectic. Please don't hold any grammar mistakes or typo's against me! Thank you!

A/N 3) Thank you for clicking on this story! hope you like it! Won't hold you up for a second longer! enjoy your reading! :)

''Gibbs!'' A yell stopped Gibbs from walking away. He turned around to see Tony coming out of the observation room. Something he really didn't need right now. ''What the hell happened in there?'' Tony pointed at the open interrogation room.

''I am not answering to you!'' Gibbs barked angrily. He ignored the agents that went silently, behind his back and into interrogation room to check up on their suspect, who laid knock out on the floor. ''I thought I told you to go check out his Alibi?''

''I just came off the phone—'' Tony tried.

''I don't want to hear it, DiNozzo! Because it doesn't matter anymore!''

''Oh and who's fault is that?'' Tony retorted. ''What were you thinking? We will lose the case because of this!''

''I don't care!'' Gibbs raised his voice.

''You don't care you just lost the case?'' Tony asked in disbelief. Gibbs, never ever turned down, let someone take over, or lose a case like this and don't care.

''You got something to say, DiNozzo?'' No response as Tony just looked shock at the anger and the words that Gibbs threw at him. ''No? Well that's a first''

''What the hell is that supposed to mean?'' Tony asked frustrated and confused.

''Nothing!'' Gibbs barked again. He didn't even know what he's saying anymore.

Tony shoulders slumped, and his anger transformed into concern. ''What happened Gibbs? Why did you knock him out?''

Gibbs opened his mouth, then closed it again. When it opened again, it wasn't for the answer Tony wanted to hear. ''I'm going to for coffee. You tell Kate that she no longer has to search into his bank account records'' With that he turned and walked away.

Tony threw his hands up in defeat, frustration and irritation, as he looked at the retreating back of his boss. Seriously, Tony had considered a few times to resign from his job at NCIS and today was just one of those day.

Normally he could stand the grumpiness and the functional mute, Gibbs was. The head-slaps and lack of knowledge in movies or women he had accepted. He knew that Gibbs had a thing for taking and fighting for what was right or fair, above the law. And even though knowing how much of a risk he took to lose his job with that, Tony had caught himself following the man time and time again. To do and fight for what was right.

It started out the moment Gibbs came into the bullpen this morning. The man was different, the functional mute was in place. But it was different. more irritated, more uncomfortable. not natural. Like Gibbs was affraid to say something he wasn't supposed to. Tony only experienced that twice before. Just after his came to work here, and last year. But the day after that, Gibbs was back to normal

But this year, Gibbs had taken it to a new level.

Tony had just witnessed the older man attacking their suspect. He had to admit that he also got the shivers from that guy, but he didn't think that the guy could work his way under Gibbs' skin and break the man's ever lasting temper. Okay, So Gibbs would growl or raise his voice at suspects. He would slam his hand on the table or the door. He would boil on the inside. But he had never, ever in the three years attack a guy like that. How hard it could be sometimes.

Tony shook his head as Gibbs disappeared around an corner, and turned around to walk back to the bullpen, when he was met with the old M.E. holding his bag.

''Anthony!'' Ducky greeted.

''Hey Ducky'' Tony sighed.

''You alright, my boy?''

''I'm okay... It's the bossman who worries me''

''Ah. I have heard about his little outburst towards your suspect. In fact I was on my way to patch him up, just now'' Ducky patted his suitcase

''Gibbs isn't hurt'' Tony frowned. ''Wow, news travels fast''

''Oh no, I am well aware of that too'' Ducky chuckled sadly. ''I was talking about your suspect''

''Oh'' Tony said. ''Then I suggest that you hurt him a little while you 'patch' him up'' Even if he didn't know what happened for Gibbs to attack the guy. He didn't like the man either. Ducky looked at him disapprovingly. Tony couldn't stand it when they gave him that look. ''Have you been taking lessons from Gibbs?''

''You failed to remember that I worked with Jethro for quite some time now'' Ducky pointed out.

Tony nodded then thought of something. ''How long exactly?'' He asked.

''I was hired just after Mike Franks, that was Jethro's old boss, scared my predecessor away for not being fast enough. That was back in 1991'' Ducky remembered.

''Hard to believe that Gibbs was a probie once'' Tony said chuckling. He couldn't picture Gibbs as one to follow orders from someone other then someone higher in rank in the Marines.

''Quite right, my boy. Everyone has to start somewhere'' Ducky smirked.

''Do you know what he did before that?'' Tony asked, suddenly interested. ''I mean I know he was... is a Marine, but do you know anything about that time?''

''I am afraid not, Anthony'' Ducky said sadly. ''Jethro is not the one to open up about his life, especially about the time before he became an NCIS agent. And you know I respect his privacy'' Tony nodded and a groan came from the interrogation room, followed by a curse. ''Seems that our suspect just opened his eyes, after his nap''

Tony let out a laugh. ''Yes. An nap. That's it, Ducky'' He patted the old man on his back and walked away as Ducky entered the room. The smile faded. ''A forced nap, made possible by one of Gibbs secret Marine techniques'' He mumbled under his breath.

Walking into the bullpen, he saw that Kate was about to dial a phone number. ''Hold that, Katie!'' He ordered.

''Tony! If I don't have this before Gibbs gets back, he will kill me'' Kate dropped the horn down again.

''Trust me, he just hunted and all but killed his prey. He won't be hungry for a while'' Tony stated. ''Which is why you don't have to call anymore''

''What? Why?'' Kate frowned.

''Because—'' Tony was cut off, by Kate's phone ringing.

''Todd'' Kate answered. She looked up at Tony as she listened. ''Yes, Director. Of course, Sir. No, I will tell him. Thank you, Director'' She laid the phone down again, with a slight look of disbelief on her face. ''The case has been transferred to the FBI''

Tony sighed. ''Told you, you could stop investigating''

''But why?'' Kate demanded to know. Gibbs' desk phone started to ring. ''Where's Gibbs?''

Tony turned and went back to his desk. ''He's the reason we lost it. And I don't care where he is'' Okay that was one big fat lie. He was asking himself that too, ever since Gibbs told him the obviously lie about getting coffee. Though Tony knew Gibbs liked his coffee, he had caught the lie in his boss words.

The ringing of Gibbs desk phone stopped and a couple of minutes later Tony's went over. ''DiNoz—'' He listened and his gut clenched at the announcement he got. ''Uhu... Sure... Thanks, Director'' He hung up again and felt Kate's gaze on him. Without looking up he answered her unspoken question. ''I am in charge until we get out of here and can enjoy our weekend off rotation. Director isn't sure if Gibbs is back after the weekend''

''What?'' Kate asked in disbelief. ''Is Gibbs...?''

''No. Director said he took a couple of days'' Tony said. ''Didn't know for how long''

''What happened?'' Kate wanted to know.

''I don't know'' Tony sighed. He really didn't. He just wanted to see if Gibbs was busy, if he interrupted when Gibbs almost had him. When he came into the observation room. He saw Gibbs shoot out of his chair and attack the other guy. He trusted Gibbs not to kill him, but that was the only thing stopping him from going in to drag Gibbs from their suspect.

The weekend. That's what he really needed right now. A weekend without thinking anything. Without worries. Just him and his guitar on the stage of Natalie's bar. 'The Blue Bird'. But he doubted that he could get his mind from his worries about Gibbs.

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Gibbs slammed his hand against the steering wheel of his car. The adrenalin pumping through his body. This was the first time after many years that he had himself go like this. But the guy deserved every hit he got from him. Especially the final squeeze on one of the nerves in his neck.

The one thing that he didn't think he would see was Tony coming out of the observation room. How long had Tony been standing there? What had the younger man heard? Why was the younger man so good and fast in his work? He had to remind himself that that were only just a few reasons why he had hired the younger man. And how Tony reacted towards him moments ago was another one. Tony wasn't afraid to go against him, to say to him what was on his mind, if he didn't agree. Luckily Tony didn't do that often. They even agreed to a lot of stuff, something that Gibbs didn't found often. He knew he was stubborn and had a very pacific way of thinking and opinion. But Tony always put up with that.

Three years they were working together now. It had surprised him that he didn't get a resignation letter on his desk last year. Kate came to join them, and Tony never stayed longer then two years.

Gibbs didn't know exactly, why. Maybe it had something to do with the privateness of the younger man. And when Tony felt like people were getting to know him too much, before they discovered his secrets he moved on.

But not this time and Gibbs didn't understand why not. Even after discovering something Tony made clear he didn't want anyone to know. Plus Gibbs He knew he was a bastard. Proven it again just minutes ago with how he treated Tony. It was even worse with Tony and again that was also something he didn't understand. Tony didn't deserve those hard words.

Gibbs let out a deep sigh and leaned back against his backrest. How could the other man have known? How could their suspect who he didn't know, know? How could he read him like that? That had never happened. With one knew, not even Ducky. It was something he had locked up and sealed away, far far away.

He put his hands up and grabbed his head. A headache hit him, as the images floated into his head, he took a deep breath. He couldn't have that. He had to control this. But he knew it wasn't possible, as he felt his hands tremble against his temples.

The boat and the bottle of bourbon weren't going to fix this. He grimaced when he pulled a hand from his had. He grabbed his phone from his pocket and dialed the number from the Director's office.

''Yeah, with Gibbs'' He said as the assistant answered. ''I have to speak with the Director... I don't care that he's busy!'' He snapped. He knew that the Director was busy, cleaning up his mess. He sighed. ''Tell him I'm going to take a couple of days off...I'm not going to wait for the Director's permission! I have plenty of vacation days to do that... I don't know... Let him DiNozzo take over'' He hung up without a goodbye.

He started his truck and drove off to his house. Only to pack some clothes and beer and speed off to a place he knew he could come to his senses again. But hopefully he wouldn't be recognized or spoken to, there. In a place like that, word travels faster then in the NCIS HQ. But he had to take the risk. It was the only place he knew would help at this moment.

End Of Part 1

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