Tim was just about to hop in the shower, hoping the hot water would help ease the pounding in his head, when Tony walked in. He watched the other male, waiting for him to leave the room before getting in. He let the hot water ease his aching muscles and pounding head. He was relieved that it helped. He washed quickly, planning on heading back to his own apartment for a more thorough cleaning. First things first though, he had to get his car from the bar. Tim got out of the shower, drying quickly before pulling on his close from yesterday as he let Tony know the bathroom was open for use.

Tiny got into the shower and cleaned himself completely, scrubbing until his skin was pink and irritated. The dirty feeling came from the fact that he and Tim were just friends. Normally this wouldn't have bothered him at all, but things were changing for tony. He needed to get some commitment. He was finally done and he came put, dressing himself in fresh clothes. "We should go get your car now." He said almost silently and then walked towards the door.

Tim had been planning on leaving while Tony was in the shower, but felt like that would be a bad move. So he took a seat wwhile he waited, settling down to wait. When his friend came out of the bathroom, he nodded, standing quietly. "All right..." He said, following Tony. He wondered if the other was regretting what happened between them. A sick feeling twisted in his stomach at that thought, but he pushed it away quickly.

Tony sighed and went to his car, getting into the Driving side. "ugh. I feel like hell." He whined, still a bit sick. "Remind me not to ever drink that much again." He was trying to show there weren't any hard feelings, though he was just a bit sad.

Tim couldn't help but smile lightly at the sound of Tony's whining. As much as it normally annoyed him, it was actually kind of nice to hear right now. "Deal. As long as the same goes for me." His head was still aching, but it wasn't anything a few Ibuprofen couldn't fix when he got home.

He smiled. "Alright, I can hold up to that kind of deal." He started up the car and drive towards the bar. "I still had a good bit of fun last night, even if this morning isn't so great. No one likes a hangover." He knew that he shouldn't bring up the topic of the night before, but he had no idea what to say.

Tim smiled, pleased by the one on Tony's face. It made him feel a lot better about the whole situation. At the comment about the night before, all he could really do was nod as he settled back in his seat. "Yeah. It was fun." He agreed. That was good... Right? That meant Tony wasn't regretting anything at least, which was a plus.

They arrived at the bar and Tony leaned over and kissed Tim, afraid of saying goodbye, thinking that it might be for forever soon. "I-I'm sorry, I just needed to do that." He looked down and then tried to smile. "I hope you have a nice day Tim." He said quietly, getting kind of hushed.

Tim blinked, surprised when Tony kissed him. He was not expecting that... But it was kind of nice, to be honest. A faint trace of a blush spread across his face as he nodded. "Yeah. You too." He paused for a moment, before leaning over to give Tony a quick kiss before he could think about it. When he realized what he had done, Tim got out of the car quickly and was heading to his own, kind of embarrassed.

Tony sighed and watched Tim go, kind of sad and certainly now lonely. He drove back to his own place and started with the online dating. It wasn't really all that grand. He found a lot of people who weren't interested in a long term relationship. He was surprised by how many folks just wanted a one night stand. He finally hooked up with a guy and decided to meet him this night to see what he was like.

Tim got in his car, heading back to his place. It took everything that he had not to look back while he was driving. He took a more thorough shower once there before sitting down at his computer. He wanted to play a little while before he headed into work. So he stayed on for about an hour before heading out. He didn't want to be too late, but firgured it'd be okay if he was off by a few minutes.

Tony went in to work and sat down at the computer, waiting on everyone else to get in. He was a bit early, but he hadn't had anything better to do, do he just came in to work.

Once Tim was done with his games, he headed to the NCIS building. He parked his car before heading inside, giving out polite good mornings to anyone he passed. When he got to his floor, he was mildly surprised to see Tony already at work, but he decided not to comment on it. He sat down at his desk and turned on his computer. He glanced over at the other man for a moment. "Morning Tony."

Tiny had been deep in thought about his date later, completely nervous about the whole thing. Tim's voice snapped him out of his thoughts and he jumped a bit, glancing up at the other man. "Oh, hello McGee." He said almost silently and then went back to thinking. He just wasn't sure if it was all going to work and he was just so anxious to find someone.

Tim couldn't help but frown slightly at Tony's near silent greeting. That was odd... He turned back to his computer, thoughtful. What could have happened between now and earlier this morning to make the other man act like that? He pushed the thought to the side to worry about later. For now, as much as he hated it, he had paperwork to focus on. So he got a file and started working.

Tony also got started with his work and waited for Gibbs to arrive. The silver haired man had a job for them, telling them to go and get their gear.

Tim grabbed his gear when Gibbs came in. He was more than glad for something to do. Sitting at his desk can only keep him busy for so long until he got bored. Plus, with them busy, it'd give him a chance to focus on something otherthan whatever it was that was botheringt Tony.

Tiny sighed and got all of his things. "Tim, you drive." He said and threw him the keys to the Sudan. "I don't want to drive right now." He said, knowing he was easily distracted right now

Tim blinked, surprised as he caught the keys. He never got to drive... He wasn't going to complain though. It was better than having Ziva or Gibbs drive. He slung his bag over his shoulder and headed towards their vehicle, getting in the driver's seat.

Tony and Ziva sat in the back, Gibbs in the shotgun seat. Gibbs gave Tim the address of the place they need to go.

Tim started the vehicle and headed off, going to wherever Gibbs told him too. He hoped this case was going to be an easy one. That way, it'd give him plenty of time to figure out what it is exactly he feels towards Tony. The not knowing was killing him.

((Oh my god, I am so sorry for taking so long to answer. I had thought I did and it slipped my mind for awhile. Can you forgive me?))

Once there, the killing was determined to be natural. The man was old and he'd apperatly had a heart attack. He'd had heart issues as it was, and it made sense that he'd die of that. Tiny sighed, annoyed that they'd even bothered coming.

Even though he wouldn't admit it, Tim was a little disappointed with how easy this case turned out to be. He had been hoping to have some more time to think, but that didn't look like it was going to be happening. He hoped to at least be able to figure things out by the end of the day at the earliest.

Tony sat back in his office and thought about everything. He was supposed to be doing his paperwork, but he didn't really know how to focus well enough.

Tim was surprised by the amount of paperwork he was able to get done during the day. He would have thought he would have been distracted more than he had been, but he wasn't complaining. He got through all the case files he needed to look over, and now all he really had to worry about was what to do about Tony. He wanted to see if the other man wanted to get drinks after work, but he was kind of afraid of being rejected. So for now, he was just going to have to wait and hopefully work up the nerve later.