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Workin' For The Weekend (Follows Overcoming)

by: BuffyAngel68 (Send Feedback)

Series: - No Series - #1
Chapters: 015 Word Count: 14418
Rating: ADULT
Character(s): Jethro Gibbs, Tony DiNozzo, Timothy McGee, Other Male Character
Category(ies): Angst/Drama, Drabble, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Pairing(s): Gibbs/DiNozzo
Summary: The week leading up to Cody's visit is a bit of a roller-coaster for Jethro and Tony, but once the other man arrives, it's all uphill...

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Workin' For... 3/?



"DiNozzo! Conference room! Now!"

Tony breathed deeply and forcefully unwrapped his hands from the edge of the desk before responding.

"Of course. Which one, Boss?" he ground out. Gibbs pointed toward the elevator. In moments both men were inside the cab and it had stalled in its tracks. Tony accepted the hand on his bicep gratefully, but this time the reaction was a struggle instead of automatic and easy. He sighed, almost a sob, but couldn't seem to manage words.

"Just say it, baby. I know you think nobody will listen, that nobody ever has... but I'm your present and future not your past. Speak, Anthony. Tell me what you need and you'll have it."

Finally Tony forced out two powerful words, ones he had stopped even thinking about years ago, believing they would never have any meaning to those in the world around him.

"Help me, sir. Please... help me."

"With the anger or the hurt?"

"Both. Mostly the anger."

Gibbs reached out and tipped up his sub's chin.

"It was a six-month old child. You're supposed to be angry."

"I've never felt it like this... it's too much, I can't keep it inside."

Gibbs grinned lightly.

"Like that disgusting sci-fi flick you convinced me to watch the other night."

Tony chuckled brokenly.

" 'Alien'... Yeah, just like that."

"You think the gym will help? A few rounds with the heavy bag, some kick-boxing practice, maybe."

"I don't know... but I'll try anything to stop feeling this way, sir. Can I... before we go anywhere, can I please..."

"Go ahead."

Tony dropped to his knees with a heavy sigh. Jethro waited him out for a tense minute or two, knowing there were words tangled up in his sub's heart that would eventually fight their way free.

"It... it wasn't my fault. I tried... I couldn't drive any faster... or get in his head and fix him so he'd stop... and let me get there in time. I would've saved that little girl if I could. I need you to know that... to see I did everything possible..."

Gibbs forced back tears and laid a hand on Tony's head.

"I was there in the car with you, Anthony. I ran into that house only seconds after you did. I'm hurting too... I understand."

"The memorial..."

"We'll go, I promise. You all set, now?"

Tony looked up, swiped at his face with a sleeve and nodded. Jethro lifted him to his feet and embraced him fiercely. "I know it sounds wrong and crazy... but next time it'll be easier."

Tony grunted a semi-coherent negative and clung tighter, as if denial and burying his face in Jethro's chest could shut out the certainty that there would, indeed, be another abused child, another innocent he would be a moment too late to rescue. "I get it. We'll talk about it later." The older man assured his lover, reaching behind him to re-start the elevator and touch the button that would send them down to the gym.



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