45. Special One in His Life (Dean Winchester)

Whenever Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo spoke about his special Dee all the woman would sigh and wonder about just who could capture the heart of such a man.  

To everyone at work, Anthony DiNozzo was assumed to a be a straight man - with the world at his feet. Kate disliked the way Tony would never give any real details about his significant other to the point where Kate wondered if she was even real. Tony was sure that Gibbs knew the truth about Dee but never said anything to the team.

It was proved as such when one night Gibbs decided to drop by to pick him up on the way to a crime scene. Dean answered the door in his boxers and a white open shirt as he was about to pull it off. Dean knew exactly who Gibbs was, he grunted a greeting. “Damn. Tony, Fed at the door.”

There was a chuckle from within the apartment. “You can let him in babe. Remember, I am a Fed as well.”

Dean snorted. “Yeah, but you are pretty and I love you. He is just an ass to my department.”“You’re a detective?” Gibbs asked.

“Yep, Detective Winchester at your service,” Dean smirked. “You are alright and I don’t hate you for dragging us to Washington.”

Gibbs shrugged, he’d always believed you don’t waste good. He’d made the offer and it was up to Tony to take it. “How long you been a cop?”

“Since Tony suggested I should take my protective nature and channel it into a career.”Gibbs was impressed it was an answer and an evasion all at the same time. “Well, we’ve gotta get going. Work calls.”“It always does.”

Tony bustled out of the bedroom, considerably more clothed than he had been moments before.  He could hate Gibbs but there was a victim out there that needed help.

“So Dee huh?” As they drove away at Gibbs’ usual speed.Tony shrugged, he wasn’t ashamed of his relationship. He loved Dean and with all that Dean had hunted down in his life - humans didn’t scare him. Dean didn’t understand them as easily as he did the supernatural monsters but he would hunt the human scumbags down as well. “We met, we talked, we decided to fall in love somewhere down the line.”Tony could hardly explain that there had been a demon, a possession and all round bad drinking dive to the story. This was what worked.

“I ain’t judging but the team will find out.”Tony snorted. “No, Kate took one look at me and decided I was a ladies man and a cad towards Dean. Don’t worry, Dean finds it hysterical. Tim assumes that my looks get me anything I want, not realising that Dean is better looking and I have more snap judgements made about me because of my looks than he does for his geeky ways.”Gibbs said nothing because his second was right - if they didn’t figure it out, they didn’t deserve to know. Tony was careful to share details but never lie and even the less observant amongst people would recognise his continual hiding of the gender. Gibbs being Gibbs left it with a, “I can’t believe you found someone prettier than you.”

Tony just smirked because he was imagining what Dean would do if Gibbs ever said it to his face.

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Tony had got back and it was late. He was so grateful that he was sent home and literally crawled into bed, snuggling close to Dean. “So glad I’m home.”“Sleep now, sex in the morning.” Dean groused grumpily and Tony managed a fond grin even through his exhaustion.

“Yes sir.”Nothing else was said and silence in their apartment reigned supreme and both men went back to a far more contented slumber. The two men considering their past though, with mob undercover cases and the supernatural cases - were light sleepers. As soon as they heard the first floorboard creak, a deliberate maneuver on their parts so they had an not-too-obvious early warning system in place.

Dean was far less sleepy so he reacted first and Tony reached for his gun, hanging back supporting his lover.The intruder was taken down by a sucker punch and rolled with the punch. Tony growled at seeing the knock-down fight that involved. The thing was the moves were too well practiced and Dean seemed to be able to predict the person’s moves - meaning he knew the intruder. Tony was done playing, he was sleepy and would have to be at work in three hours. He cocked the gun loudly and spoke clearly. “Look, I am tired and will happily shoot you for a few hours in bed.”The distraction was all Dean needed to put the attacker under him. “Sammy.”Tony knew the name, it was the little brother. “Stanford Law, Sammy?”

Dean got up chucking. “Yeah, that’s the one.” Although, there was now a frown on his face, one that was pure brotherly suspicion. “What are you doing breaking into the house of a Federal Agent and a Detective Sammy? Surely they covered that in pre-law 101.” He said so exasperated that a little bit of Kansas slipped back into his voice.

Sam threw his hands up in the air in annoyance. “Well, no one could find you.”“There was a reason for that, I was done being used!” Dean responded flatly. And he meant every word of what he had said. His Dad had dragged both of his sons on his supernatural revenge tour aiming to kill the thing that had got their mom so many years ago. His Dad expected him to be a good son, a good marine even at thirteen and practically a good mother to Sam because he had no idea how to raise either son while so wrapped up in his grief.

Sam rolled his eyes. “Look, I didn’t come here to fight you, Dean, this is important.”“Anything you want to say, you can say in front of Tony, he knows .” Dean said, as a response and put the right inflection on knows to make his point.

Sam was surprised that but his thoughts that Dean had turned his back on hunting were also wrong. He could tell that as soon as he had seen the Devil’s trap under the welcome mat, and the hex bags in the side cabinet in the entranceway of the apartment. “Fine. Uncle Bobby contacted me, Dad went on a hunting trip a week ago and failed to make contact. So here I am.”

“You came an awful long way to tell me that.” Dean wasn’t kidding - Stanford to Washington wasn’t a small trip.

Sam shrugged. “Well, I figure I got a missing person and a brother who tracks down missing people for a living.”

Dean smirked because his brother always was a sassy cupcake. “Babe, go and sleep. Seems I have family troubles to deal with.”Tony rolled his eyes and secured his gun. “You’re a fool if you think I will let you do this alone.”

Dean smiled and it reached his eyes. “I know but I had to offer ... you only got in from god knows where a few hours ago.”

Tony shrugged. “You’re worth more than sleep De’ we’ve had this conversation.” He looked down and realised he wasn’t exactly wearing a lot. “I’ll join you when I have a few more clothes on.”Sam watched his brother’s lover head back into their bedroom. “Brother, I’m pleased for ya but how did we both end up with someone so out of our league?”Dean chuckled, remembering just how they met. “Well, mine involved a bar, a career pep-talk, a succubus and a helluva better end to the evening.”

Sam was worried about his Dad, the man may be an asshole but he was their father.  Although, he was glad that Dean had broken free from their drama and their arguments. Neither man had noticed just how much their arguments had chipped away at Dean until it had been too late and he’d left in the middle of the night saying he’d contact them when he was good and ready.  

All three of them sat around the table and Dean got the conversation started. “So just what did Bobby say about Dad?”Sam handed over the folder he’d been sent by Bobby. “This is Dad’s research.”

Tony opened up and looked at it with a season investigators eye. “All men, same stretch of five-mile road. Doesn’t mean a monster Sam, it could be a human.”Sam didn’t disagree, in fact, his early research suggested more of a human serial killer than a monster his Dad should be interested in stopping too. It wasn’t that he didn’t believe that human monsters shouldn’t be stopped - it was why he wanted to become a prosecuting lawyer. It was the reason why Dean had no doubt gone into the police force. “Oh, I agree but then Bobby got a message from Dad.”Sam pressed the recording, the message was scratchy and not too clear. Tony itched to give it to Abby to clear it up.

Dean frowned. “There is EVP on that.”Sam smirked at him. “So you haven’t forgotten? Yeah, there was and Bobby already cleared it up.”All three heard the new message and this was not a man, it was a woman and it was spooky hearing the voice say. “I can never go home.”Dean groaned and wanted to slam his head on the table. “He got himself tangled with a woman in white, alone?”

Tony could see where this was going. “Okay, so once Dean and I put in for leave, where are we heading?”“Jericho, California.”

Oh, that was perfect, nothing could wrong in a place with a name like Jericho.  Oh well, Tony couldn’t wait to find his father-in-law.  He’d been wanting to punch John Winchester in the face for a long time.