sinderella81 | Fic: Not Missing Anymore (a Gift for Xanthe)

Title: Not Missing Anymore
Rating: PG-13 (for some nudity ... kinda)
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Genre: Pre-Slash, Hurt/Comfort, First Time-ish
Summary: After the episode 'Missing', Gibbs takes Tony home and takes care of him
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of NCIS ...
A/N: This is written for the Xanthe H/C-athon going on over here ... here's hoping for Xanthe to have a speedy recovery!!!!

Everyone had left for the night, everyone except for Gibbs, and Tony, who was finishing his report. He had yet to grab a shower or change, but he wanted to make sure he got his report in before going home and collapsing.

Gibbs had long since finished all his work, but he was waiting … waiting for Tony to finish. He could believe he’d almost lost Tony - when he’d found Tony’s phone in that alley, he’d felt something he hadn’t felt in a long time … fear. And regret. He’d regretted the fact that he’d never told Tony how he felt about him.

Then he found Tony alive and his world was right again.

Tony finished his report and sent it to the printer. He stretched and looked over to where Gibbs was still there.

“You okay, DiNozzo?” Gibbs asked gently.

Tony closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. He felt like shit, and he knew he smelled worse. Why didn’t he just go straight home?

When he opened his eyes again, Gibbs was right next to him, staring down at him with those piercing blue eyes. “Are you okay, Tony?” Gibbs murmured.

“Uh-huh, sure,” Tony said, standing and stretching. He suddenly found himself falling, and was shocked to find strong arms surrounding him.

“I got you, Tony,” Gibbs murmured in Tony’s ear.

Tony shivered at the feel of Gibbs’ warm breath on his skin. “Should go home,” he murmured.

“You’re in no shape to drive,” Gibbs said softly. He grabbed Tony’s gear and led him to the elevator. “I’ll take care of you.”

“You got my six, Boss?” Tony mumbled, allowing Gibbs to lead him to the elevator, then down to Gibbs’ car.

“Always,” Gibbs murmured.

Gibbs got Tony all buckled in and headed for home, all the while keeping an eye on his senior agent to make sure he was okay.

“’s not my home, Boss,” Tony said as he stumbled out of the car and headed for Gibbs‘ front door.

Gibbs was around the car and had an arm around Tony’s shoulder moments later. “I know,” he said softly. “Wasn’t going to let you be home alone. Come on, inside.”

Tony didn’t protest as Gibbs led him into the house and up the stairs. He winced when the bright lights from the bathroom hit his eyes.

“Shhh, it’s okay,” Gibbs said, rubbing Tony’s temples. “Let me take care of you … “

Tony blinked blearily at Gibbs. “Take care of me?” he murmured.

“That’s the idea,” Gibbs said, turning the shower on and letting the water get hot. With steam filling the bathroom, he gently stripped Tony of his clothes, dropping them just outside the door to clean later. He marveled at the strong muscles that rippled under Tony’s skin as Tony stepped into the shower.

“Oh that’s good, Boss,” Tony murmured, resting his arms against the wall of the shower, letting the water pound on his back and shoulders.

“Fuck,” Gibbs groaned, itching to touch that wet skin.

“So tired, Boss,” Tony sighed.

“I know,” Gibbs said softly. He knew he was risking a lot, bringing Tony home like this, but … he wanted to be selfish for once.

He didn’t climb in with Tony like he wanted. He waited for Tony to clean himself, then helped him out of the shower and wrapped him in a thick towel, rubbing his skin gently.

“’s nice, Boss,” Tony mumbled, leaning against Gibbs. “Very nice.”

Gibbs pulled Tony forward and pressed a gentle kiss to Tony’s lips.

“What was that, Boss?” Tony asked, blinking blearily at Gibbs.

“Something I’ve wanted to do for a long time,” Gibbs said with a tiny smile. “A very long time.”

Tony gave Gibbs a sleepy smile. “Wanted it too, Boss,” he mumbled.

“Jethro,” Gibbs said. “Here, I’m Jethro.”

Tony gave a slightly dazed giggle. “Jethro,” he murmured, leaning in for another kiss.

Gibbs returned the kiss, gently parting Tony’s lips with his tongue. He wasn’t going to start anything he couldn’t finish … but a couple of kisses couldn’t hurt. He pulled back and chuckled when he heard Tony whimper.

“Not tonight,” Gibbs murmured. “You’re tired and injured.” He ruffled Tony’s hair affectionately.

“But we will, right?” Tony asked hopefully.

“Oh yeah,” Gibbs replied with a grin. “We will.” He nudged Tony towards his bedroom. He tossed the towel in the hamper and helped Tony dress in a pair of his USMC sweats. “Into bed with you.” He helped Tony lay down, and smiled at the picture Tony made.

“Gonna join me, Jethro?” Tony purred sleepily.

“Just try to keep me away,” Gibbs replied, stripping down to his boxers and climbing into bed with Tony.

Tony sighed and instinctively wrapped himself around Gibbs, pillowing his head on the older man’s chest.

Gibbs smiled and ran a hand through Tony’s hair, humming happily as the silky strands caressed his calloused fingers.

“Always like this?” Tony mumbled, already half asleep.

“Always like this,” Gibbs replied. He stared down at the young man in his arms, vowing to never take him for granted. He had been given a gift … and he wasn’t going to let Tony get away.