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Well, you can, but if you don't learn to cook you're going to need to work harder at taking off the weight." "That's what girlfriends are for." Tony laughed. He didn't want to meet the director without having brushed his teeth. I'm learning to cook." "That's a scary thought." "Can't stay a bachelor forever, Balboa. She didn't know how he'd managed to go from looking fragile and young in his hospital bed to relaxed and confident at his desk, but she had to admit that it was an impressive feat. " "Flirt." Di Nozzo hung up on him and Fornell snorted, shaking his head. Of course, he'd outlasted the last two wives, so there was probably something to that. He just got in a few minutes ago." "How do you know it's not some burglar? Second, I know your car." Fornell stopped in the doorway. Suzie had been giving Tony cooking lessons in exchange for self-defense lessons. Fornell was old-school enough not to coddle him and Tony was overjoyed by that. "I'll start on it tomorrow after I get done torturing Mc Gee about the dictation program that doesn't like my vocabulary." Gibbs chuckled. Anyway, I have a cold case I'm looking at, can I bounce some ideas off of you? Might want to bring coffee as a libation." "Chai tea? Just in case we don't finish it off tonight." "Can I hire you? Her daughter was blind, happily married, and a professional chef. This sounded like something I could do, but I don't trust him like you do." Tony's nose twitched. "Nasty black coffee for Gibbs and chai tea with skim milk." "Now, if you brought dessert too, this will be the perfect bribe." Tony wrapped his hand around the cup. Do you have any idea how many negotiations it took to actually keep me at this desk as opposed to being shuttled off into filing? "I heard about Gibbs giving the HR department a dressing down. "I've got to meet with the director at 1300," he informed his friend. He knelt on the man's back, holding him in place until Gibbs had arrived. He grimaced at the sight of blood on Tony's collar. I got her voice mail at work, but she should call back in the next hour. He took the suspect down to the ground and cuffed the vitriol spewing man. They married in Vegas, then got it annuled a day later. " "Right, because you'd give me time off to go to Vegas." Gibbs smirked, not bothering to answer that comment. "What do you mean we can't get this translated until next week? "Well, Joanne's out on maternity leave until next week and we don't have another Braille reader so we had to get someone from the Justice Department and he's not available until Tuesday," the man said in a rush. "I'll get it taken care of." He picked up the phone and dialed. We'll make sure it works when there's more ambient noise. You can send someone to pick it up." "Chocolate cake a sufficient payment? You'll just have to owe me one." The smile felt surprisingly nasty and he heard Gibbs swallowing his laughter. "This is urgent." "What do you want me to look for? He sorted through his clothes, feeling for the little studs Abby had helped him put in so that he could match his outfits. There were eyes on them though and Mc Gee wasn't sure how Tony would react to that. Is my tie crooked or is it just my natural good looks? Her name is Suzanne and she doesn't like to get phone calls in the early morning hours. She's supposed to be flying out next weekend to see him." "You talk to her? " "Seems there's been a boatload of mischarged costs from outside vendors. Ziva get your gear." "On it, boss," Tony replied, picking up the phone. Ziva had been uncharacteristically quiet the entire day.
The doctors they'd brought in all agreed - he'd been blind from that moment on. Said he was a nice enough guy and they have kept in contact, but only the 'I'm still alive' kind of thing. "I'm assuming you're waiting on paperwork from Tim and Ziva? I signed off on yours already." "So about the meeting tomorrow? " "Just active." "Which means we've only got two right? Browns and Hollister." "I think I can handle that." "Better you than me." "You're just happy that you've found a way to torture me." "You're being promoted. "Sadistic bastard." Youve known that since we first worked together. He worked his jaw a few times, then closed his mouth.
Jenny had reluctantly found herself in Di Nozzo's corner as well. Gibbs seemed to forget he couldn't read body language anymore. It took four phonecalls, but he found the missing piece. Now." "On it, boss." **** Tony collapsed into his favorite armchair with his laptop and the diary he was translating for Fornell. It was a relief to get away from the stumbling stories of the young man and back to the intriguingly voyeristic job of reading a woman's diary. Nuke it for a minute and a half." "Thanks." "You know, if I told people you were polite at home, they'd never believe me." Gibbs snorted. The smell of the dinner and the fresh scent of coffee made Tony relax. It had to do with protecting as well as being protected. Of course you want to date her." "I'm not that bad," Tony replied. His emotions were up and down enough that he was on Zoloft. Because I hate seeing what a memory of him does to you. As soon as you get back to speed, I won't have that." "What do you mean?
Gibbs had been adament that he wasn't giving him up. " "There's something that feels incomplete." Gibbs didn't respond and Tony figured he'd gotten at least a nod. Did Abby tell you that she's taking you to a club sometime soon? I'm not insane you know." "She wants to get you used to being oriented in a crowd." "That's not being oriented in a crowd, that's being molested." "Ask her sweetly enough and maybe she won't take you any place extreme." "Right. She's got this idea that I should just jump into that sort of thing with both feet." Tony leaned back. It's been working for you so far." "What do you mean? " "You'd have shot me if you'd been on sick-leave any longer." "Well, poison at least." Gibbs laughed. " "I sort of like coming home to a home-cooked meal.
The suspect knocked Di Nozzo into the edge of a desk. They reaudition every six months for that one." "Di Nozzo." "Right. They didn't even do the deed, just fell asleep together in his hotel room. I want to know when they last saw him and what was going on. **** "Hey, I've found a plus to not being able to see Gibbs," Tony said to Mc Gee, knowing Gibbs was at his desk. "There's other ways of motivating you," Gibbs stated. He knew he'd accomplished his goal of lightening Gibbs mood and went back to work. The sound of clicking keyboards disappeared as Tony put on his headphones and turned back to his computer. She reminded him somewhat of Abby, only with a more deliberate turn of phrase. The younger man wasn't surprised, he'd heard the front door. " "Do it and I'll start aiming lower when I smack you." "Don't make Abby jealous." Tony settled in his chair. Do we have to go over cold cases or just active ones? His assistant knows you better than he does." "Well, we're sort of the same age." "Don't make excuses for him." Tony blinked, jaw hanging open. " "Because I hate seeing you hurt and he hurt you." "He never laid a hand on me." "Bet he never hugged you either." "He's reserved." "He's a drunk who ignored you unless you were acting out and disowned you when you were twelve." "Warren Buffet's not supporting his kids." "He's supporting them through college." "Papa sent me to school." "Then why did you need a job at fourteen that his assistant had to forge his signature for? Oops." "Answer the question." "When did this turn into a therapy session? He was pretty sure the fact that he was head-over-heels for the man might have something to do with it.
Since the end of his first year, he straightened up and is considered a fine soldier. The ensuing fight was dirty, full of harsh blows and nasty grips. She said the wedding was a matter of being totally blitzed that night and can still laugh about it. I've got the system flagged to tell me if any more decide to travel." "Ziva, start running down his coworkers. I want to know when his brother was last in town." "On it, boss." Gibbs settled at his desk, frowning. "He can't glare at me." Gibbs smacked a ruler down on the desk. He still wasn't used to loud noises and Gibbs knew that. Really cold." He pouted in the older man's direction and heard the snorted huff. Melissa was well-spoken and had a Master's in Engineering. Gibbs tapped him lightly in the top of the head as he passed by on his way upstairs to change. "No, just waiting on Mc Gee and Ziva's reports," he called back. When they were both home, Tony felt the knot in his shoulders untense. "I'm in the chair nearest the door so if you run into something furry it's the back of my head." "Did you just give me permission to smack you? "He's not a bad guy." "I monitored your background checks, Tony. They have instructions on them." Gibbs chucked Tony under the chin with a finger. Any sort of praise from Gibbs made him feel all tingly. The young man was panting, looking around frantically, even though the action would do him no good.