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Make My Wish Come True - Pt 3 of my All I Want For Christmas series - Tibbs_Yuletide Calendar Day 2

Title: Make My Wish Come True...

Author: dinozzoitis  aka Violetwarnercobalt aka this_years_me

Author's Notes: Written for the 2013 tibbs_yuletide  advent calendar. This goes out to everyone who asked for a third installment back in 2010 espcially ferneberga, sinfulslasher and alwaysn_4ever,

Warning: Slash, Follow up to my 2010 Tibbs Yuletide duology Don’t Want A Lot For Christmas and More Than You Could Ever Know.

Spoilers: none that I can think of, safe to check my other fics in this series just in case.

Characters/Pairings: Tony/Gibbs (obviously lol!)

Rating: PG

Genre/Category: Angst, Hurt Comfort, Romance, Happy Ending

Word Count: 1,737

Disclaimer: I do not own or am in any way affiliated with those that own NCIS, nor am I connected to the show's cast and crew. This is written out of pure enjoyment and absolutely no money is being made from its creation.

Summary: Maybe, just this one time, Tony will get what he wants and needs, even if it wasn’t what he was asking for.


Make My Wish Come True…



 Anthony DiNozzo Jr sat on the balcony of his apartment; bare feet on the railing, a Glencairn Whiskey Glass filled with Macallan 18 and a lit cigar cradled in one hand; eyes locked on the barely visible star on top of the Washington D.C Christmas Tree in the distance.



The sound of the 1946 classic filled the otherwise silent apartment. It was his second copy of the movie, his first having been broken a few years before. The Italian shivered at the memories of that Christmas Eve.



That had been one of the lowest moments of his often crazy life.



He had been working on a lot of things since then, he continued to see his father, though he kept him
at arm’s length. Twirling the ring on his finger with his thumb he thought about the previous year’s Christmas events. Even then his father would get up his son’s hopes for the holidays only to leave him disappointed by the Senior Dinozzo’s selfish actions.



Tony knew he shouldn’t care anymore but he couldn’t help it. Part of him would always care.



Taking a long drag of his cigar and washing it down with the Scotch Whiskey, the NCIS agent noticed that the apartment had suddenly gone silent. He knew the movie couldn’t be finished, the last strands of dialogue he had heard told him George had just met Clarence.



Glancing over his shoulder he came face to face with the other painful reminder of that Christmas.



Standing there, in the middle of the living room, remote control in one hand was none other than his boss and former lover, one Leroy Jethro Gibbs.



His heart stopped at the sight of the man he still held feelings for. Turning back to the view of DC from his balcony he took another, large gulp of his drink and placed it on the ground.



Things had been strained between the two of them since that night three years ago. There were days, weeks even, when everything seemed perfectly normal between them, like they had been before they got together. Then there were the other types of days, the days when something would piss of the younger man, or he would be reminded of everything that had happened between them, and he would be cold towards the ex-Marine.



He knew Gibbs still felt bad for pushing Tony away, knew that the older man regretted everything that had happened, and had been trying all those years to make it up to him.



There had even been nights when the loneliness got too much and he found himself drunk, in Gibbs’ basement basically begging the older man to take him back.



It was on those nights that the two men had been as close as they ever had. Gibbs had never taken advantage of Tony, just rocked him in his arms until he fell asleep, just like he had that Christmas Eve. In the morning Gibbs would always pretend to be asleep when Tony had slipped out and pretended like nothing happened.



“How ya doin’ DiNozzo?”



The older man’s question had startled Tony from his thoughts. “You really asking that boss?” He couldn’t help but chuckle in reply.



Dropping the remote on the table, the silver haired man made his way across the room and stood behind DiNozzo on the balcony, his hand hovering for a second above the younger man’s shoulder.



“I know I am probably the last person you want to see on Christmas eve but I needed to see you, needed to see with my own eyes that you were holding up…” dropping his still hovering hand to his side Gibbs moved to lean against the railing.



“You know me boss, can’t keep a DiNozzo down for long.”



Gibbs sighed and settled his hand on the younger man’s bare foot on the metal, he watched the almost undetectable shiver run through Tony’s spine at the gentle touch.

“Can we, just for tonight at least, drop the ‘boss’ and ‘DiNozzo’ act and just be us? We don’t have to be Jet and T, but could we please at least be Jethro and Tony?”



The younger man fought with all his being to stop the second quiver that threatened to spread through his body, a quiver that had nothing to do with the frosty air of the winter and everything to do with the calloused thumb of his former lover rubbing a gentle circle on his foot.



“I know I've hurt you in the past, I know you can never forgive me for what I’ve done, and you shouldn’t, I just wanted to know if there was any chance at all in the future if we could be more than this again.” Gibbs gave Dinozzo’s foot a little squeeze to stress the sincerity of his words.



“Boss…” Tony paused, taking a moment to collect himself “Jethro, I don’t know what it is you really want from me but I just don’t think I can give it to you… I’m not sure if I have it in me anymore.”



It surprised the senior field agent a little to see the heart broken look on the older man’s face, he had only ever seen it once or twice, and it was only ever there when something reminded Gibbs of his first wife and daughter.



“Okay, okay. I get that Tony, I really do. If you want to just stay as what we are now, I’ll respect that.”



Pushing himself off the rail the silver haired man disheartened made his way off of the balcony and into the apartment.



“Jet… wait.”



Jethro’s heart stilled and raced all in the same second at the affectionate nickname he hadn’t heard from the Italian’s mouth in over three years. He couldn’t force himself to turn around in fear of rejection.



It wasn’t until he felt the familiar hand clasped his shoulder that Gibbs’ body could move again and slowly but surely he turned around.



“I don’t want to be alone…” Tony whispered, his plea hung in the air.



Closing the gap between them Gibbs’ cradled the other man’s face in his hands, gazing deep into the green eyes, waiting for silent permission,  permission he didn’t see coming because the next thing he knew their lips were locked and nothing else mattered.



The two men didn’t even bother to come up for air as they made their way to the bedroom, hands fumbling to undo and remove each other’s clothes.



Falling down
on to the bed all the pain, passion and love that had been smoldering in silence since their split came to the surface and freed them as the two men became one in a tangle of sheets and limbs.



*



It wasn’t until well into the early hours of Christmas morning, as the two naked bodies lay embraced, while Tony laid his on Gibbs’ chest and the older man ran his fingers lovingly through the younger’s chest hair that Tony noticed something about Gibbs that he had never seen before.



Tracing the lines with his finger, Dinozzo raise up to get a better look at the black ink that graced the previously bare patch of skin on the left side of the other agents’ chest, right where his heart was.



“Jet… is this? when did you?” he was rendered speechless, not just at the fact that Gibbs had gotten a tattoo, but at what it was and what it represented.



Sitting up to rest against the headboard, Gibbs pulled a still stunned Tony into his arms and kissed the back of his head.



“I got it done the day I left your apartment on Christmas day three years ago.”



Startled even more Tony spun around to look at his newly reunited lover. “You’ve had it all that time? But why? Why did you get it and why didn’t you tell me?”



“You asked me that night for one thing, you wanted me to lasso the moon for you, and I made you a promise with all my heart that if I could, I would find a way and I would do it.” snuggling closer together Gibbs continued to share his memory.



“I wandered around the streets for hours, not knowing where I was going or how I was going to give you what you wanted. Before I realised it I found myself outside of the tattoo parlour where I had picked Abs up one night and it hit me. I was a bit shocked they were open on Christmas day  but it took only a couple of minutes for the guy to find the right image online, the rest, as they say is history.”



A thought struck the younger man and he sighed. “The day after Christmas, when you came over here and I called you a bastard and told you to stay away…”



Gibbs nodded “I had come over to show you, to tell you that I had found a way to do it; that I wanted nothing more than to show you how sorry I was and was prepared to walk through fire to show you how much I loved you.”



“Jet, I’m so sorry, you never thought of having it removed?”



“Never.” Gibbs grabbed his younger lover’s hand and placed it on the tattoo above his heart “Even if you were never to forgive me, never take me back, it was a reminder of how stupid I had been, how not only had I broken your heart but my own and I would spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you, trying to capture the moon for you.”



Removing his hand, Tony replaced it with a gentle kiss on the inked man
lassoing the moon.



“Thank you.” the gratitude was evident as he stared into the crystal blue eyes. “Seriously Jet, thank you. No one has ever done anything like this for me before…”



“Shh… let’s not talk about it now, we will have plenty of time for that later. for now let’s just sleep.”



Still embraced both men slid down under the covers and as sleep took them over Tony placed another kiss on Jethro’s chest and whispered a final ‘Thank you’.



And as the snow drifted gently to the ground, and the church bells in the distance chimed for the twelfth time, the two men knew that they had received their very own Christmas miracle.



Fin.

Tags: characters:anthony 'tony' dinozzo, characters:leroy jethro gibbs, community:tibbs_yuletide 2013, genre:angst, genre:hurt/comfort, genre:romance, genre:slash, pairing:gibbs/tony, post:fanfic, rating:pg, series:all i want for christmas, type:series
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