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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 slash angst hurt/comfort fic Rating: NC-17 for a *very* rude word Characters: Gibbs/Dinozzo Series: Yes 4/4 Spoilers: Assume all of Season One Summary: Gibbs decides to own up. Tony has a suggestion.
Gibbs agrees. 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. Note: This is the last part in
the ‘they don’t know who they really are’ theme. More will follow. Soon.
WARNING: The F word Title: Assumed names – Four //A few days later…// Gibbs knew he had to do something. He had known almost
from the beginning that TonyD was Dinozzo. He was amazed Tony hadn’t worked out
he was Gunny. Or that if he had, he hadn’t let on. Tony and tact weren’t words
that went together. //Tony’s apartment, later that day…// Tony called out: ‘I’m coming!’ as the front door buzzer
chimed over and over. He snatched the door open and stared. ‘Uh…boss?’ Gibbs nodded. ‘Yeah. You eaten?’ Tony shook his head. ‘I was gonna order take-out.’ Walking in as Tony stepped back. ‘Okay. My treat.’ Tony frowned. ‘Uh, boss, you feeling okay?’ He reached up
to touch Gibbs’ forehead and smiled as his hand was swatted away. ‘Just
checking boss.’ He grinned at Gibbs’ scowl. ‘Tony…look, there’s something…I mean…we need to talk.
Siddown!’ Gibbs nervousness translated into sharpness and he snapped the
instruction at Tony, pointing to the couch. ‘Sure…Gunny.’ Tony said, his expression blank, sitting. Gibbs took a couple of deep breaths. ‘How long have you
known?’ ‘Former marine with three ex-wives, a half-built boat and
a scar from a mad woman brandishing a baseball bat. You *wanted* me to know.’ ‘No.’ Gibbs said firmly, shaking his head. ‘I wanted you
to know about me. Not who I was.’ Tony nodded. ‘Okay. Did Abby send me the pictures?’ ‘I emailed them.’ Gibbs said, a little put out at Tony’s
assumption. Tony smiled. ‘So Gunny knows about email and stuff.’ Gibbs nodded. ‘Yeah.’ ‘Does he know about other stuff too?’ Gibbs nodded. ‘A *lot* of other stuff.’ Tony smiled. Then his smile faded and he was serious
again. ‘What’s Gunny looking for in a guys only chat room?’ He waited for Gibbs
to explode or something but his boss seemed unfazed by the question. ‘Virtual fun.’ Tony laughed softly. ‘The ultimate in safe sex, huh?’ Gibbs laughed too. ‘I guess.’ ‘Of all the chat rooms in all the world, you had to walk
into mine.’ Tony drawled. ‘You walked into mine. Several times. TonyD.’ Gibbs
countered. Tony grinned his best ‘I’m cute and loveable so don’t be
angry with me’ smile. ‘Maybe I’ll drop by tomorrow.’ ‘But you know it’s me…’ Gibbs was lost. ‘No, it’s Gunny. And I told him stuff I wouldn’t tell
Gibbs.’ Gibbs was almost there. ‘And I could tell TonyD to meet
me in one of the other rooms if he stepped out of line and owned up.’ ‘Other rooms? You mean like FessUpBoy?’ Or as the others
on the site called it: ‘Fucked Up Bad’. Although Tony’s voice was softly nervous, his pupils were
dilated and his cheeks faintly flushed. Gibbs nodded. ‘Yes. A favorite room of
mine with your predecessor.’ Tony stared. ‘You sent me the email telling me about the
site in the first place?’ Tony said almost to himself, remembering the invite
to the site in his email months earlier. ‘Yes.’ Tony smiled. ‘How did you know I’d bite?’ Gibbs looked enigmatic. ‘Gunny’s a good judge of
character.’ Tony nodded. ‘Yeah he is.’ Gibbs smiled. ‘Ten o’clock in the room unless we’re on a
case or you’re trapped in a sewer?’ Tony looked away. ‘That’s not funny.’ Gibbs frowned, putting a hand on Tony’s shoulder, feeling
the tension. ‘Wanna talk about it?’ Tony shook his head. ‘Not tonight. Tomorrow. Ten
o’clock?’ Gibbs nodded. ‘Sure.’ Tony relaxed and looked around. ‘You wanna order the
take-out? It gets busy later.’ Gibbs smiled. ‘Sure. Grab the menu.’ Tony got up and headed for the kitchen, Gibbs watching
him, already wondering what lay ahead for Gunny and TonyD. End Send me feedback on these fics
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