Title: Never Them
Story Fandom: NCIS
Story Relationship: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Story Characters: Tony DiNozzo, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Leon Vance, Ziva David, Tim McGee, Abby Sciuto
Story Contents: AU Post Truth or Consequences, Anti-Ziva, Warnings May Change When Final Version Posts
Notes: This story is a follow up to a previous story Them or Us. I never intended to expand on that, but then this story started coming out. I miss writing Tibbs. At this point, I have to OoC Gibbs a little to pair them together and pretend that Season 13 and beyond never happened. to do it. Which is why I don’t write a lot of them anymore. Set Post Ziva’s return to NCIS after she was left in Israel but before Dead Air.
Gibbs sat at his desk staring at his screen not seeing the End of the Month Case Report in front of him. Instead, he was focused on listening to the two Junior Agents give Tony a rough time about the case reports he was demanding that they finish. Gibbs knew that the SFA was waiting on them to finish his own reports that were needed for Gibbs to complete the report he himself was currently trying to finish. It’d been a couple days since he and Tony had their talk, and he had made sure to pay more attention to what was going on. The fact that the two knuckleheads were being so blatantly insubordinate while he was right there was a big blinking neon sign warning him how bad things really were. It just made everything worse now that he was aware there was a problem to hear exactly what Tony was upset about.
He didn’t know why Tony was even still with him let alone still at NCIS. “Enough!” Gibbs hollered pounding a fist on his desk as he turned his gaze toward the fiasco unfolding at Tony’s desk. The fact that neither Tim nor Ziva looked even a little bit worried and instead turned to gleefully smirk at Tony made him growl. Just how far had he allowed his head to be lodged up his own ass?
“Special Agent McGee,” Gibbs growled standing and moving to stand in the isle between the desks, “did you sleep through the day they went over the chain of command at FLETC?”
“B…Boss?” McGee stuttered. His shock at being the one called out was obvious.
“Do you not understand English, Special Agent McGee? What about you, Probationary Agent David? They forget to train you in the chain of command at Mossad? With how you’ve been runnin’ your mouth about them over the years, I’d have expected you knew that a Probationary Agent is beneath a Senior Field Agent.”
When McGee just gaped at him and Ziva stared at him as if she was sucking on a lemon, his frustrations grew even higher. “Speak!”
“Tony is not my superior, and I do not recognize his right to order me around,” Ziva spat lifting her chin in the air as if that would make him see her way, and Gibbs literally growled. He wanted to march over and throw her into the damned elevator with a one way pass out of NCIS. He couldn’t believe that this bullshit had gotten so bad and he hadn’t had a single clue. He knew that she was counting on Ari’s death to make him see her way, but Israel should have nipped that bullshit in the bud. Evidently, he was wrong.
“I don’t recall anyone giving two shits what you recognize,” Gibbs spat back and was about to proceed when a voice came from above.
“Special Agent Gibbs, could you come to my office, please?”
Gibbs looked up and glared just barely holding back words that would get him reprimanded. When he turned his attention back to Ziva, he could see her gleeful smirk and knew she believed that the Director was calling him to heel. Her expression changed however, when Vance continued.
“Special Agent DiNozzo, I would appreciate if you can fill out a verbal warning reprimand for both Agents McGee and David for insubordination. It sounds like they both have plenty to do to keep them occupied until I get done with Gibbs. Then I will need to see Probationary Agent David in my office. Gibbs?” Vance turned and walked back without waiting for anyone to respond.
Ziva was staring up at the upper walkway with clear disbelief as Gibbs headed toward the stairs. “DiNozzo, if they give you any further hassle you can add Written Reprimands to those Verbal Reprimand forms too. McGee and David, I expect whatever reports Tony’s been ordering you to finish to be completed and on my desk when I return. If they aren’t, you can expect another write up. This bullshit stops now.”
Gibbs heard Ziva’s curse in Hebrew, and before he could comment, heard Tony’s return reprimand also in Hebrew. Smirking, he left things in the capable hands of his SFA and Husband as he headed down the walkway and toward Vance’s office. Nodding to Cynthia as he walked past her desk, Gibbs headed in and took a seat in front of the Director’s desk waiting for the other man to speak.
When the younger man just shoved a toothpick in his mouth, Gibbs lifted an eyebrow and took a drink of his coffee. He wasn’t the one to call this meeting, and he was more than happy to sit there for once and wait for the other man to get to the point, and it better damned well be what he wanted to hear. Otherwise, he’d be more than happy to go straight to SecDef. He wasn’t even messing around with Jarvis, whose ethics and loyalty he questioned. The man seemed more bureaucrat than Military Leader. It was why he hated when people were appointed to SecNav that didn’t have Military leadership experience.
“I hate you,” Vance gripped, and Gibbs almost snorted coffee out his nose. Quirking an eyebrow at the man, he didn’t even bother trying to hide his amusement. They had both done a really good job of screwing the pooch on this situation. He might have had his hands in the pot, but he certainly wasn’t the only one, and was not going to take the blame for it all. “I did a thorough review of DiNozzo’s complete file, not just the edited and condensed version that I had reviewed previously. I also took your advice and called Morrow, who was happy to chew my ass from one end of the East Coast to the other and back. I then called Retired Admiral Chegwidden and Commander Rabb the former and current heads of JAG and got my ass reamed by them both as well. I didn’t appreciate being called out like that, even if it was my own damn fault.”
“If you’re expectin’ sympathy from me, Leon, then you’re gonna be waitin’ a long damned time,” Gibbs gruffed before taking a sip of his coffee.
Leon huffed as he took out the toothpick and tossed it into a nearby trashcan.
“Between that and the things that I have overheard recently, combined with input that I have gotten from the other team leaders, it’s apparent that we need to make some changes. Ziva is going to be given the choices between being moved to one of our Counter Intelligence Teams and put under heavy monitoring, or taking a spot with the CIA. I doubt very much that she will take the second option. Eli and CIA Director Marshall detest each other, and
I am fairly certain that DiNozzo is right and there’s something hinky going on between her and her father. I have a review of her computer history going right now. If they find she’s accessed something that she didn’t need to for one of your cases then she’s going to be arrested.”
“Doubt that she’s that stupid,” Gibbs drawled easily as he frowned thinking about the whole Ziva mess. “I agree with Tony that she’s up to something though. Just don’t know what it is. What are you going to do with McGee?”
“I have no clue,” Leon admitted running a hand over his forehead before settling back into his chair more comfortably. “I find McGee a complete disappointment. I’d like to think that he’ll shape up once Eli’s little girl is gone, but then I thought he was smarter than to let his ego override his common sense. Since I’ve been told numerous timesx now that DiNozzo is the one I should really be eyeing to take my spot someday, what’s his opinion on McGee?”
“Tony would like a chance to get McGee’s head back on straight, but thinks it’s gonna take something big to extract his head from his ass before that can happen. He also is of the opinion that it would be impossible with Ziva there and equally impossible until Abby is brought around as well. Tony questions whether moving her to CI is a good idea given she’s already passed info before. He pointed out to me that their cases and information are probably even more sensitive than ours.”
“Abby is not my damned fault,” Leon shot back pointing a finger at Gibbs. “That one is all on you. Tony has a point about Ziva, damnit. He have an opinion on what to do with her then? If she isn’t passing information to
Eli that we can prove then the agreement that she signed said we’d take her back.”
“Yeah,” Gibbs admitted knowing that he was right and already having admitted such to his husband. “I don’t know what I’m gonna do about Abby to be honest, but I told Tony that I would do it. He pointed out that it won’t work coming from anyone else. He thinks that I need to encourage her to take one of those offers she gets all the time.”
Shaking his head, Gibbs forced away his melancholy at the thought remembering what Dr. Harold told him about Abby. The day after their argument, Gibbs made an appointment with Dr. he trusted to help him get himself straightened out. He couldn’t risk losing Tony, and his husband was right. There wasn’t room in their relationship for Tony and his grief too.
“Tony did some checking with Legal and one of his contacts at the State Department, and both said that her agreement did not specify NCIS. It just said that we had to give her a spot with a Federal Intelligence Agency. I’m pretty sure that he’s already talked to Tom, too. The two of them are pretty close. Morrow thought a lot of Tony and would love to have him at Homeland. I say don’t give her an option to stay here. Tell her that the MCRT is being restructured and refocused. We’ve been getting into too many terrorism cases lately that should be going to CI or Counter Terrorism. I ain’t saying that I don’t wanna do those, ‘cause I don’t mind. I just think, and Tony agrees, that it isn’t what the MCRT was created for. She has never for on a purely investigative team and she won’t now. Tell her it’s Homeland or the CIA or she can head back to daddy.”
“Tom’ll chew her up and spit her out the first time she mentions how much better Mossad is or what an idiot Tony is,” Leon chuckled. “I really like that idea. So, I’m gonna take it, and to take pressure off you and Tony I’m going to present it as my idea. I don’t need her coming after either of you. The cover story will actually work well with my plans for the team. I want to promote Tony to a Lead Agent position and make the two of you Co-Leaders of the team. How you distribute responsibilities will be up to you. You’ll then get a new SFA, one new veteran agent, and one rookie. I’ll let you two pick the new agents, but I want at least one of those people to be chosen purely by Tony. I’d like to see what kind of agent he thinks that we need.”
Gibbs cocked his head to one side as he thought about the offer. “I’ll do you one better. I already know who I want for the rookie. I just have to pry her away from the NSA. I’ll let Tony pick the SFA and the veteran agent. The team’ll be mostly his picks then. He’s the one who wanted McGee. Did you know that? If I had my way he’d a never come from Norfolk. He was a green stuttering mess, and I couldn’t understand half the shit that came outta his mouth.”
“I didn’t know that,” Vance murmured absently as he considered the new information. “I assumed that you asked for McGee. Does Tim know that he is where he is because of Tony? If not, you might consider filling him in on it.”
“Nope,” Gibbs said then paused to consider it before shrugging. “Least I don’t think he does. That’s a good idea though. Maybe I’ll have a little chat with him while you’re giving Ziva her walking papers. Balboa has been asking me to lend him Tony for a couple days to help with a cold case. I’ll send him over there to get him out of Ziva’s path after you’re done with her. Plus, I know that he’ll watch his back if she goes looking for him.”
“That’s a good idea. Just don’t have this talk in the elevator, Gibbs.” Leon glared at his Senior Lead Agent who didn’t look even the least bit repentant about always tying it up. “We have conference rooms for such things. I will leave Abby to you for the moment. If she doesn’t change some things though I am going to have to have a talk with her, and I won’t be nice about it like you will.”
“Maybe it’s time that I’m not nice about it either,” Gibbs acknowledged before standing sensing the meeting had come to an end. “You gonna tell Tony about the changes, or am I?”
“I’ll let you tell him first, and I’ll have a formal meeting with him tomorrow or after he’s done helping Balboa,” Leon informed as he turned his attention to some folders on his desk. “I don’t want to pull him off of the case if he manages to get something out of it. I am pretty sure that I know what case it is, and it would mean a lot to Ron if they could get it closed. Go put the fear of you into McGee, Gibbs, and sent Ziva up to me for a reality check. Shit’s about to change around here even if I gotta shove my shoe up some people’s asses.”
After throwing Vance a nod and a smirk, Gibbs turned and headed out. Vance was right. It was time that Tim’s feet met the ground again.