Exceptions aka 5 times Tony used the Bro code against Gibbs.

A/N. This is the first 'Five Times' fic I've ever written. Although it's more 4 times Tony and 1 time Gibbs. Critique is appreciated.

Two sets of eyes looked curiously over at the desk of Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo. Said Agent was laughing to himself; head immersed in a book. After the third round of laughter, the least patient of the two -Agent David- stood abruptly.

"Tony. What is that you are reading?" She asked. Tony looked up, completely oblivious to his partners' confusion.

"Oh, this?" Tony held up the book. "It's called the Bro code." It was McGee's turn to laugh.

"Tony, you watch How I Met Your Mother?" He asked disbelievingly.

"Everyone's allowed a guilty pleasure or two, McAmazing Race," Tony shot back.

"I do not understand what a 'Bro code' is," Ziva protested. "Morse code, phonetic code…"

"It's from a TV show, Zeevah. It's the code of conduct for all men who dare to call themselves Bros."

"I still do not get it."

"Well you wouldn't; because you're a chick."

"You don't think Ziva could be a Bro?" McGee asked.

"I'm not even sure you could be one, Tim," Tony jested; earning a glare from McGee. "Now Abby, on the other hand. She is perfect Wingwoman material."

"Wing woman?" Ziva asked.

"Yeah, it's like a wingman, but with a woman," McGee explained. Ziva looked between the two men before shaking her head and leaving the squad room. Upon her exit, McGee went back to typing and Tony returned to his book. After a moment, Tony's head shot up.

"Hey! There's a Gibbs rule in here!" McGee looked up, intrigued. Tony continued. "Article 83: A Bro shall never mix it up romantically with a Co-worker."

"Rule 12" McGee supplied.

"Ooh, but there's exceptions," Tony continued.

"Not to my rules there isn't," Gibbs rounded the corner as he spoke; causing Tony to try hiding his book. Silence reigned for a few moments before Gibbs shut off his computer and stood up.
"It's late. Go home." McGee didn't need to be told twice; quickly packing up his things to leave. Gibbs turned to look at Tony, who was casually flicking through 'the Bro code'

"Y'know," He started with a mock-conversational tone. "A lot of these exceptions could be applied to us." Gibbs looked around quickly to make sure nobody had heard that. He and Tony had gone to great lengths to keep their... whatever it was, a secret from work. Gibbs relented in short order; leaning against his desk and looking at Tony.

"Such as?"

"Well… Exception one is 'If co-worker is an eight or better' and, Boss, you are definitely a nine. Nine point five when you wear jeans." Gibbs made a non-committal noise. They both knew Gibbs thought Tony was hot; and Gibbs was uncomfortable voicing it in the office.
"Exception two," Tony continued, standing up from his desk. "Is 'if you are co-worker's superior'" The wicked smirk Tony gave Gibbs melted what little resolve he had left.

"Home. Now." Gibbs got up and left quickly; trusting Tony to be on his six. Sure enough, a few steps towards the elevator, Tony had caught up and was pressed against Gibbs' back; Bro code still in hand.