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Vim
Gibbs had always associated a lot of vim with Tony. It was disturbing to see it gone. Gibbs worried that he had missed some sign. He didn’t remember seeing Tony’s vim gradually decrease. Just suddenly one day it was gone.
When did it happen? What changed? Questions filled Gibbs mind as he struggled to cope with this new Tony. This Tony didn’t jump when Gibbs growled or glared or commanded. Instead, he’d listlessly move to do whatever Gibbs wanted.
Gibbs didn’t like it. He wanted his old Tony back. While it was easy to corner Tony since he rarely moved fast, the exception being if they were chasing a subject, it was no easier to get actual answers out of him than it had been before. Gibbs was at a loss as to the cause, but he knew he didn’t like it.
