DiNozzo is bored so he decides to help McGee.
A DiNozzo & McGee centric gen story.
Written: January 2012. Word count: 500.
However beautiful the strategy, you should occasionally look at the results – Winston Churchill
Tim hurried back from Abby's lab; the thing she'd called him down to help her with which should have only taken ten minutes had ended up taking fifty, which had put him behind with the important task Gibbs had given him. At least he'd done the hard work though, now it was just a case of -
He came to a dead stop by his desk and stared at Tony who was sitting in front of a pile of files with a smug look on his face.
Tim felt sweat break out over his body and his pulse rate began to increase. He took a deep breath and counted to ten; then took another and counted to twenty, but the rage was just increasing as he stared at Tony.
For nearly eight years he had put up with Tony's idiotic behavior, the way he belittled him so often; all the thankless jobs he'd made him do; all the jibes, jokes, cutting and nasty remarks and only a handful of times had he hit back. And all but one of those times he'd felt guilty afterwards. But this was different.
"What the hell have you done, DiNozzo?"
Tony blinked and stared at him. "Hey, Tim, don't get your panties in a twist. I was bored so I thought I'd help you."
"Yeah. I saw how long it was taking you to sort the files. I know most geeks while a whiz on computers, can't handle a simple paper filing system, but with all my years as a cop I can file in my sleep. So I thought I'd help you. It's easy really. Look I'll show you -" He came to an abrupt halt as Tim moved nearer to him.
Again Tim tried to calm himself down; again he lost. "You idiot!" he snarled, his voice low and deadly. "You stupid idiot. No wonder you only got a Phys Ed degree, I'm amazed you even managed that!" As soon as he spoke, he regretted the words, but he was still too angry to take them back.
Tony shrank back in Tim's chair. "What have I done?" he asked. "I thought I was -"
"You thought? That's a first. Just get out of my chair, DiNozzo, and leave me to sort your mess out."
Tony stood up. "But I -"
"They were already sorted, okay? Sorted in the way I needed them so I can input them in the correct way and finish the task Gibbs set me. Now it's going to -"
"Going to what, McGee?"
"Boss. Er," Tim paused and glanced at Tony who looked petrified. He took a deep breath. "Sorry, boss, the thing you gave me to do will take longer than I thought. I'll work though lunch and stay until it's done."
Gibbs stared at him the look inviting Tim to say more. But Tim just sat down at his desk and started to recreate the highly complex system he'd spent three hours creating before he'd gone to help Abby.
By Way Of An Apology is the sequel to this story.
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