NCIS: Faux-Pas - Chapter 6
Title: Faux-Pas
Summary: McGee discovers Tony’s Mother of All Secrets and decides to make the most of it, with disastrous consequences (slash/McNozzo).
Categories: NCIS
Rating: M
Characters: Tony DiNozzo, Tim McGee, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Abby Sciuto, Ziva David, Dr Donald Mallard, Jimmy Palmer, OC.
Pairing: Tony/Tim.
Genres: Alternate universe/slash/hurt and comfort/romance.
Warnings: Swearing, violence, homophobia, hate crime, explicit sex.
Spoilers: Episode 2x23 Twilight, episode 3x10 Probie.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author’s note: A huge thank you to my friend ThePeachyMonkey, who co-autors this fic with me and without whom nothing could have been possible. And thank you to rose_malmaison for creating the art for this fic.
Thank you to jesco0307 for your constant support. I hope you’ll like this new chapter.
Life is still very hectic these days, so the updates are not as regular as I wish them to be. Rest assured that we’re doing our best.
Chapter 6
The tension was palpable in the bullpen, and most people carefully avoided coming anywhere near the MCRT. They were fully aware that anything could stir up the hornet's nest and didn't want to be the receiving end of Gibbs' wrath. Gibbs and Ziva were giving Tim the cold shoulder, talking to him only out of necessary, and the young agent found himself torn between guilt, sadness and growing discomfort.
Since Tony's attack, the team had been working round the clock, trying to find something - anything - they could use to convict Miles. But it was to no avail. Despite the team's best efforts, they found no trace of evidence at the crime scene; no blood other than Tony's, no hair, no fingerprints. The footage told them that the attacker was about the same height and build as Townsend, but it was impossible to make out his face through the ski mask.
The team was able to determine that the call about a missing Petty Officer was fake; set in order to lay a trap for Tony. But even with Tim's skills, they had been ineffective in tracing the origin of the call. This only served to reinforce their conviction that Townsend was their guy. In spite of the serious cluster of presumptions, the JAG attorney categorically refused to prosecute with so few elements in the file, and announced that Miles would be released before the end of the day if they couldn't find anything more tangible.
They were just about to re check the information they had gathered, in the hope they might have missed something, when Abby stormed into the bullpen. Bouncing with excitement, she forcibly placed a box on Gibbs' desk.
“I got him, Gibbs,” she announced with a feral smile. “I swear, I'm gonna crucify him.”
Gibbs merely smiled approvingly, some of the tension accumulated leaving his shoulders, and handed her the remote to the plasma screen.
“Impress me, Abs.”
Abby took the remote, showing the team an excerpt of the footage of Tony's attack. Tim instantly turned green as he was made to watch it again. He was about to ask if this was really necessary, but Abby effectively silenced him with an icy look before turning her attention back to the screen where the terrible scene was once again unfolding.
After a few seconds, Abby paused the video as the attacker was about to viciously kick Tony in the belly, and pointed more precisely at the seam on the pair of black jeans he was wearing.
“Every brand has its own unique design, with different stitching patterns,” she explained. “And thanks to this video, I can tell you with certainty that the jeans we took from Miles when he was arrested are the same brand as the ones worn by the attacker!” She made a pause and zoomed in closed-up. “Also, due to the wash and wear of these jeans, the difference between each morphology also modifies the design of the seam and the color of the fabric, making it as unique as fingerprints. The comparison between the two designs proves that they are the same.”
She opened another window showing a footage of Townsend’s arrival at the main gate of the Yard in the morning.
“The attacker's jeans and the ones worn by Miles earlier in the day are not only the same brand, but also the same pair. Absolutely identical. So unless he manages to prove that someone stole his trousers sometimes between the moment he arrived at NCIS and the moment he was arrested, he's done! And before you ask, this kind of evidence has already been used to solve a series of cases, and it's now commonly admitted in court.”
Gathering Abby's box of evidence, Gibbs gave her a peck on the cheek.
“Good job, Abby. I knew I could rely on you.”
“Anything for Tony, Boss man,” she grinned. “Now, go and give him a hard time.”
With a knowing nod, Gibbs turned on his heels and strode out to the interrogation room, where Miles was still being held.
Once Gibbs was out of sight, Tim carefully approached Abby and put a hand on her shoulder, but she immediately shrugged it off and glared at him in a way that made him shrink back.
“Abby, I swear I didn't say a word to Miles!” he tried to explain. “And if I'd known what he was capable of, I wouldn't have even hinted -”
Abby held up her hand, cutting him off. “I don't wanna hear any of your pitiful excuses, McGee! You failed Tony, and there is no excuse for that. I'm going back to the hospital to check in on him.”
“Don't you wanna wait for Gibbs to come back with Mile's confession?” Tim asked as she headed to the elevator.
“No need,” Abby said coldly over her shoulder as she waited for the elevator. “Unlike some people, I trust him to do whatever it takes to put that S.O.B. who hurt Tony away!”
With that, she left Tim alone with Ziva, who had returned to her desk and resumed her work as if he weren't even there.
NCIS NCIS NCIS NCIS NCIS
Entering the interrogation room, Gibbs dropped the box on the metal table with a loud thud.
“These your pants?” he asked without preamble.
“Of course they are.” Miles shrugged with a smug grin that Gibbs wanted to smack right off his face. “You should know that, Agent Gibbs. Since you’re the one who took them from me”
Gibbs took a deep breath to calm down. It would be of no use to lose his temper now that they finally had enough material to bring Townsend to jail.
“We matched your pants to the ones Tony's attacker wore,” Gibbs explained, his calm tone barely concealing his anger as images of Miles attacking Tony replayed in his head. “The stitching, the wear and tear, even the way it shapes itself to accommodate your worthless ass... It's just as good as a signed confession.”
“It doesn’t prove anything…” Miles weakly tried to argue.
“It does,” Gibbs countered. “And you know it.”
He slumped back in the chair and folding his arms, waiting for Miles reaction now that he came to the realization that he was done for.
“Fine,” Miles finally snarled after a moment, mimicking Gibbs’ posture by leaning back in his chair. “I admit I gave DiNozzo a little lesson. Next time that pompous asshole will think twice before treating people like shit. My career was ruined when he rejected my application! Do you think I've enjoyed wasting away in the sub basement all these years? I could have been an amazing field agent! But that arrogant faggot obviously thought I was beneath him! How dare he look down on me! He is just… just a slut who likes to take it up the ass. He had no right treating me like that.”
Miles paused and a wicked smile spread on his lips.
“But now, everybody will know he really is.”
“Hmm...Is that really what you think?” Gibbs asked, licking his finger and opening Miles' personal file. “That Tony ruined your life? I'm looking at Tony's notes on you from that time, and you wanna know what he said? ‘Despite the fact that the applicant is more than qualified for the position, I feel his skills would be underutilized in the MCRT. I think it is best that he continue his work in Cyber Crimes, where his considerable talents will be more useful to the agency.’ ”
Closing the file, Gibbs looked up at Miles, who had turned a ghostly white.
“DiNozzo rejected your application because he thought your talents could be put to better use in Cyber Crimes. He didn't look down on you. In fact, I'd even go so far as to say he respected your skills. And you thank him by beating him and leaving him to die? You thought your life was ruined? Oh, just you wait!” Gibbs sneered, his tone quiet, yet unsettlingly menacing. “Your precious career will be the least of your worries!”
“B-but...I...he..." Miles stammered, as Gibbs stood up and walked to the door.
Turning around in the doorway, Gibbs gave Miles a menacing smirk. “Don't you worry, Mr. Townsend. I have some friends in pretty high places who will make sure you enjoy every moment of your incarceration.”
To be continued
Summary: McGee discovers Tony’s Mother of All Secrets and decides to make the most of it, with disastrous consequences (slash/McNozzo).
Categories: NCIS
Rating: M
Characters: Tony DiNozzo, Tim McGee, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Abby Sciuto, Ziva David, Dr Donald Mallard, Jimmy Palmer, OC.
Pairing: Tony/Tim.
Genres: Alternate universe/slash/hurt and comfort/romance.
Warnings: Swearing, violence, homophobia, hate crime, explicit sex.
Spoilers: Episode 2x23 Twilight, episode 3x10 Probie.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author’s note: A huge thank you to my friend ThePeachyMonkey, who co-autors this fic with me and without whom nothing could have been possible. And thank you to rose_malmaison for creating the art for this fic.
Thank you to jesco0307 for your constant support. I hope you’ll like this new chapter.
Life is still very hectic these days, so the updates are not as regular as I wish them to be. Rest assured that we’re doing our best.
Chapter 6
The tension was palpable in the bullpen, and most people carefully avoided coming anywhere near the MCRT. They were fully aware that anything could stir up the hornet's nest and didn't want to be the receiving end of Gibbs' wrath. Gibbs and Ziva were giving Tim the cold shoulder, talking to him only out of necessary, and the young agent found himself torn between guilt, sadness and growing discomfort.
Since Tony's attack, the team had been working round the clock, trying to find something - anything - they could use to convict Miles. But it was to no avail. Despite the team's best efforts, they found no trace of evidence at the crime scene; no blood other than Tony's, no hair, no fingerprints. The footage told them that the attacker was about the same height and build as Townsend, but it was impossible to make out his face through the ski mask.
The team was able to determine that the call about a missing Petty Officer was fake; set in order to lay a trap for Tony. But even with Tim's skills, they had been ineffective in tracing the origin of the call. This only served to reinforce their conviction that Townsend was their guy. In spite of the serious cluster of presumptions, the JAG attorney categorically refused to prosecute with so few elements in the file, and announced that Miles would be released before the end of the day if they couldn't find anything more tangible.
They were just about to re check the information they had gathered, in the hope they might have missed something, when Abby stormed into the bullpen. Bouncing with excitement, she forcibly placed a box on Gibbs' desk.
“I got him, Gibbs,” she announced with a feral smile. “I swear, I'm gonna crucify him.”
Gibbs merely smiled approvingly, some of the tension accumulated leaving his shoulders, and handed her the remote to the plasma screen.
“Impress me, Abs.”
Abby took the remote, showing the team an excerpt of the footage of Tony's attack. Tim instantly turned green as he was made to watch it again. He was about to ask if this was really necessary, but Abby effectively silenced him with an icy look before turning her attention back to the screen where the terrible scene was once again unfolding.
After a few seconds, Abby paused the video as the attacker was about to viciously kick Tony in the belly, and pointed more precisely at the seam on the pair of black jeans he was wearing.
“Every brand has its own unique design, with different stitching patterns,” she explained. “And thanks to this video, I can tell you with certainty that the jeans we took from Miles when he was arrested are the same brand as the ones worn by the attacker!” She made a pause and zoomed in closed-up. “Also, due to the wash and wear of these jeans, the difference between each morphology also modifies the design of the seam and the color of the fabric, making it as unique as fingerprints. The comparison between the two designs proves that they are the same.”
She opened another window showing a footage of Townsend’s arrival at the main gate of the Yard in the morning.
“The attacker's jeans and the ones worn by Miles earlier in the day are not only the same brand, but also the same pair. Absolutely identical. So unless he manages to prove that someone stole his trousers sometimes between the moment he arrived at NCIS and the moment he was arrested, he's done! And before you ask, this kind of evidence has already been used to solve a series of cases, and it's now commonly admitted in court.”
Gathering Abby's box of evidence, Gibbs gave her a peck on the cheek.
“Good job, Abby. I knew I could rely on you.”
“Anything for Tony, Boss man,” she grinned. “Now, go and give him a hard time.”
With a knowing nod, Gibbs turned on his heels and strode out to the interrogation room, where Miles was still being held.
Once Gibbs was out of sight, Tim carefully approached Abby and put a hand on her shoulder, but she immediately shrugged it off and glared at him in a way that made him shrink back.
“Abby, I swear I didn't say a word to Miles!” he tried to explain. “And if I'd known what he was capable of, I wouldn't have even hinted -”
Abby held up her hand, cutting him off. “I don't wanna hear any of your pitiful excuses, McGee! You failed Tony, and there is no excuse for that. I'm going back to the hospital to check in on him.”
“Don't you wanna wait for Gibbs to come back with Mile's confession?” Tim asked as she headed to the elevator.
“No need,” Abby said coldly over her shoulder as she waited for the elevator. “Unlike some people, I trust him to do whatever it takes to put that S.O.B. who hurt Tony away!”
With that, she left Tim alone with Ziva, who had returned to her desk and resumed her work as if he weren't even there.
NCIS NCIS NCIS NCIS NCIS
Entering the interrogation room, Gibbs dropped the box on the metal table with a loud thud.
“These your pants?” he asked without preamble.
“Of course they are.” Miles shrugged with a smug grin that Gibbs wanted to smack right off his face. “You should know that, Agent Gibbs. Since you’re the one who took them from me”
Gibbs took a deep breath to calm down. It would be of no use to lose his temper now that they finally had enough material to bring Townsend to jail.
“We matched your pants to the ones Tony's attacker wore,” Gibbs explained, his calm tone barely concealing his anger as images of Miles attacking Tony replayed in his head. “The stitching, the wear and tear, even the way it shapes itself to accommodate your worthless ass... It's just as good as a signed confession.”
“It doesn’t prove anything…” Miles weakly tried to argue.
“It does,” Gibbs countered. “And you know it.”
He slumped back in the chair and folding his arms, waiting for Miles reaction now that he came to the realization that he was done for.
“Fine,” Miles finally snarled after a moment, mimicking Gibbs’ posture by leaning back in his chair. “I admit I gave DiNozzo a little lesson. Next time that pompous asshole will think twice before treating people like shit. My career was ruined when he rejected my application! Do you think I've enjoyed wasting away in the sub basement all these years? I could have been an amazing field agent! But that arrogant faggot obviously thought I was beneath him! How dare he look down on me! He is just… just a slut who likes to take it up the ass. He had no right treating me like that.”
Miles paused and a wicked smile spread on his lips.
“But now, everybody will know he really is.”
“Hmm...Is that really what you think?” Gibbs asked, licking his finger and opening Miles' personal file. “That Tony ruined your life? I'm looking at Tony's notes on you from that time, and you wanna know what he said? ‘Despite the fact that the applicant is more than qualified for the position, I feel his skills would be underutilized in the MCRT. I think it is best that he continue his work in Cyber Crimes, where his considerable talents will be more useful to the agency.’ ”
Closing the file, Gibbs looked up at Miles, who had turned a ghostly white.
“DiNozzo rejected your application because he thought your talents could be put to better use in Cyber Crimes. He didn't look down on you. In fact, I'd even go so far as to say he respected your skills. And you thank him by beating him and leaving him to die? You thought your life was ruined? Oh, just you wait!” Gibbs sneered, his tone quiet, yet unsettlingly menacing. “Your precious career will be the least of your worries!”
“B-but...I...he..." Miles stammered, as Gibbs stood up and walked to the door.
Turning around in the doorway, Gibbs gave Miles a menacing smirk. “Don't you worry, Mr. Townsend. I have some friends in pretty high places who will make sure you enjoy every moment of your incarceration.”
To be continued