Bring It On Home To Me - II

Gibbs watched Tony with a raised eyebrow, "How come I've never seen your place?" he wondered, but it came out loud as well, he decided to cover it, "I bet Kate would've like to see this"
 
"I guess I don't tend to invite many people over to my place," Tony said. "Kinda keep to myself that way." He eyed his answering machine, noticing he had a message waiting for him, but he dismissed it for now. Tony went to the hall closet and drew out the extra kit he had spoke of earlier, setting it out close to Gibbs.
 
Gibbs nodded and opened the case, taking out what he needed and eyed Tony, "Did he touch your wallet or anything?"
 
Tony closed his eyes as he went through the events in his mind. "Took my firearms.. He touched my badge and ID, but replaced it. Used my name, come to think of it," he said, finally opening his eyes again. "Other than that, his hands were all over me."
 
Gibbs nodded, and lightly touched Tony's leg, "We'll check your badge and id and wallet for any kind of trace or fingerprint, ok?"
 
Tony nodded lightly as he looked at Gibbs. "There might even be one on my gun holster at work, but I don't know," he said. Tony spread his legs so they were shoulder width apart, soon raising his arms a bit. "Let's get this over with.."
 
Gibbs looked his clothes over, and found a hair sample on his lower leg, and grabbed an evidence bag.
 
Tony followed Gibbs' movements with his eyes, watching the methodical process. Once he was sure Gibbs was done looking over his clothes, Tony began to remove his coat, lying it out on a large, brown paper bag. He went back to watching Gibbs once more. Tony didn't even realize he'd closed his eyes untill his legs gave way and he wound up kneeling, sitting back on his heels for the most part. His hand reached out to steady himself against the wall as he forced himself to stay awake. His body was wanting to shut down and give out, but he wouldn't allow it yet.
 
After a bit of thinking, he opted for a hot fudge sundae. After he got it, he gave Stella a playful smile and put some whipped cream on her nose with his finger.
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Stella got hers and went to go sit down. She reached over and put some of the whipped cream on his nose as well. "Now we match." she said with a smile. She leaned over close to him on the little bar they were sitting on. "Why don't you get it off for me and I'll get it off of you." she said seductively.
 
"okay" He said with a slight giggle and licked it off her like she said. "Your turn...like I was saying, sweet, just like you. Only you're even sweeter."
 
Gibbs turned around and saw Tony, and instantly grabbed him, and carried him to the couch, "You need sleep, DiNozzo"
 
Nick frowned, seeing the bruise forming on her cheek from where the man had slapped her. Wrapping his arm around her waist even tighter, Nick growled angrily at the man, still keeping his gun trained on him. "You get the hell out of here, you bastard, or I might just pull the trigger," he warned.

The man got to his feet, frowning and holding his hands up in the air.
 
"We need to finish.." Tony began to protest, one hand reaching over to weakly grab Gibbs' shirt. It was a feable attempt, but he didn't want anything else to be even more compromised.
 
Catherine watched the man, then turned back to Nick, and hugged him tight to her.
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Gibbs said, "Lets take off your clothes, and put em in this bag, and get you to sleep, Ok?"
 
Tony nodded lightly, slowly releasing his grip on Gibbs' shirt. When they reached the couch, Tony slipped down onto it, sitting upright for the moment as he forced his eyes back open and looked up at Gibbs again. "You wanna undress me again, or do I have to do it myself?" he asked, making a light joke.
 
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