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Warning: Implied pre-slash / slash; Gibbs/DiNozzo
Word Count: 3 x 100
Challenge: ncis_drabble; Challenge #98 - Witness
Crossposted: ncis_drabble; ncisfanfic; gibbs_dinozzo
Summary: Sometimes, there shouldn't be any witnesses around.
“Tell me again why we are on witness protection detail but stuck in the freezing car in the middle of an ice storm instead of inside with the witness?” Tony grumbled as he tried in vain to warm his hands.
“Coffee’s gone,” was Gibbs’ only response.
“I’m not going out in that to get you more, Boss. Can’t make me. I didn’t accept the job offer to be your gopher.”
“Read the fine print of any document you sign, DiNozzo. I own your ass.”
Tony snorted as he cocked his head toward Gibbs. “Figures you’d be an ass man, Boss.”
“Six hours and nothing. When’s our replacement coming? I lost feeling in all my vital organs five and a half hours ago.”
“You always whine this much, DiNozzo? Your records implied you were older.”
“Only when I’m cold and hungry.”
“So, if I warm your ass up and stuff something in your mouth you’ll shut up?”
Tony’s face flushed as he tried to respond. But he was cut off by headlights behind them. Gibbs got on his phone and updated their replacement on the status of the witness.
“We’re done DiNozzo. Guess I have time to correct your whining problem.”
“You taking me someplace with no witnesses, Boss? Last I checked, my apartment was the other way,” Tony said nervously.
“You want there to be witnesses, DiNozzo? Didn’t know I hired an exhibitionist.”
“You’re just joking about the ass warming, right?”
“Do I look like I’m joking?”
Tony fidgeted in his seat as he studied the profile of Gibbs’ face. Then a smile crept over his face as an idea struck him.
“Does Abby know you’re this kinky Gibbs? Maybe she could come be the witness.”
Gibbs grinned back as he pushed the gas a little faster. “I don’t share.”