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Disclaimer: The characters from the show aren’t mine,
they belong to others. No copyright infringement intended. Any characters you
don’t recognise are mine. Feedback would be nice, positive feedback would be
nicer. Enjoy! Category: NCIS pre-slash angst hurt/comfort fic Rating: NC-17 overall Characters: Gibbs/Dinozzo Series: Yes 3/? Spoilers: Assume all of Season One Summary: Gibbs lives dangerously in cyberspace. Archive: Just tell me where it’s going Additional ‘stuff’: Inspired by the idea in ‘Immortals’
that two people can communicate each not knowing who the other really is. For a
while anyway. Also inspired by a fic I read in another fandom where two
characters chatted in a D/s themed chat room. Mostly a transcript of an online conversation in a chat
room and (…) represent silent gaps in the conversations. I made the email
address up!! Title: Assumed names – Three Some months later… Tony sat at the table wearing a blue toweling robe, the
thick fabric drying his shower-damp skin where it touched. He connected to the
chat room and sighed when he didn’t see their room – he had long ago considered
it ‘their’ room – his and Gunny’s. A message popped up and he clicked on it //TonyD has entered the room// StrongMan: Hey TD TonyD: Hey SM StrongMan: Long time no speak TonyD: Been kinda busy. Kidnapped, drugged, locked up
underground, that kind of thing StrongMan: Your Gunnery Sergeant into that kind of thing?
TonyD: No way! He’s straight. Married. Kids StrongMan: And you don’t mind? Not exactly what this room
is about TonyD: He’s a good listener StrongMan: He hears good too. He just arrived. Get outta
here TonyD: Thanks Tony’s fingers moved more quickly over the keyboard than
they had a few months earlier and he waited for his request to be invited to
chat with Gunny. He smiled as the invite came and entered the room. //Tony D enters the room// Gunny: Hey TonyD: Didn’t think you were coming Gunny: Busy day TonyD: Me too Gunny: Doing what? TonyD: Drugged, kidnapped, escaping from a maniac Gunny: Investigating sounds fun TonyD: She was mad. Shot a guy Gunny: You? TonyD: Nah Gunny: Good TonyD: You’d miss me? Gunny: Yes TonyD: Thanks. Can I ask you something? Gunny: Sure TonyD: You ever been so scared you weren’t scared any
more? Gunny: Once or twice TonyD: When? . . . Gunny: One time my third wife hit me with a baseball bat TonyD: Why?? Gunny: She was upset with me TonyD: You think? Wow! What happened? Gunny: A friend fixed me up TonyD: With the wife Gunny: We got divorced TonyD: Figures Gunny: Your boyfriend hit you as I recall . . . . . . TonyD: That’s different Gunny: How? TonyD: Your wife hit you because you did something.
Michael hit me because he wanted to Gunny: Ex-wife TonyD: You get married again? Gunny: Nah. I figured after third time lucky didn’t turn
out lucky I should stop trying TonyD: Not too smart are you? Three times Gunny: Watch your mouth! . . . TonyD: Sorry Gunny: Change of subject. Aside from today how’s the job? TonyD: Great. The boss is a caffeine addict and you don’t
want to get on the wrong side of him, but he’s okay if you’re in trouble or
something Gunny: Are you? TonyD: Nah, he came and got me. Gunny: From the armed woman TonyD: Yeah. How’s the boat? Gunny: Coming along TonyD: You work on it every day? Gunny: Mostly TonyD: You were gonna send me a picture Gunny: Tomorrow. It’s late and you’ve had a tough day TonyD: Yes Dad! Gunny: Yours is the kind of mouth soap was invented for TonyD: You have to imagine my face right now Gunny: Can you picture mine? TonyD: Don’t forget the pictures – cutetonyd@boyztalk.com Gunny: I won’t. What’s that? TonyD: My email – you’re gonna send the pictures, right? Gunny: Yeah. Now go to bed TonyD: Bye Gunny: Goodnight //TonyD leaves the room// //Gunny leaves the room// The following day… ‘Abs, I need to send these to someone. I have their email
address.’ Abby took the pictures from Gibbs and flicked through
them. ‘Your boat?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘You have them on disk?’ Abby saw Gibbs’ expression and
sighed. ‘I’ll scan them and send them to your desk. You got the email address?’ Gibbs nodded, patting his pocket. ‘Yup.’ ‘Okay. By the time you get back upstairs, they’ll be in
your inbox. You okay with the person knowing where you work?’ She rolled her
eyes at his puzzled expression. ‘I’ll set you up a hotmail address. What do you
want your name to be? Boatbuilder?’ Gibbs nodded. ‘That’ll do.’ ‘Someone might have used it. I’ll email you when I’ve set
it up.’ ‘Thanks Abs.’ Gibbs smiled and lifted the paper bag he
had been holding. ‘Breakfast.’ Abby investigated the contents and grinned. ‘You are my
hero Gibbs.’ Gibbs laughed. ‘Does McGee know what you’ll do for
caffeine?’ Abbey nodded, grinning wickedly. ‘Oh yeah.’ Gibbs decided the conversation was taking a turn he
wasn’t comfortable with and walked out. **************************** Tony waited until Gibbs was walking from the room then
connected to his email account. He opened his inbox and smiled at the pictures
of the half-finished boat. Watching Tony’s screen as he walked back to his desk, suddenly
remembering he needed a file folder he didn’t have with him, Gibbs felt the
color drain from his face. He took a deep breath and walked to the desk,
smiling inwardly as Tony clicked the mouse, clearing the pictures away, a
half-finished report filling the screen an instant later. ‘I’m gonna be an hour max Tony. I want that report on my
desk when I get back.’ ‘Yes boss.’ Tony groaned, beginning to type. As soon as Gibbs was gone, Tony re-opened the email and
typed his reply. Continued in Part Four... Send me feedback on these fics
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