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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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