Hey this is a Tony/Michelle fic set about 3-4 years after season 2 and it ignores the other seasons. This does sort of follow on from my other fic, which is no where near finished but real life got in the way and I must do it but I got into this one…anyway you don't need to have read it as I will explain the main points quickly. Basically Tony and Michelle get together after season 2, shocking I know. Tony has a son called Tim who he had when he was a lot younger. Tim is 16 in this story and previously lived with his mother Amy in England but he now lives with Tony and Michelle, since Amy died about 3 years ago (won't tell you what happened yet though) That's the main thing, there are a few others but they will come up in the story without me needing to explain (hopefully). Also to start with most of the story will be in the form of flashbacks which I have put in italics. Last thing is that the chapters are kind of broken down into 3 parts, to start with you have what happens to Tony during the chapter and his thoughts etc. then Tim and then Michelle. Hopefully that all made sense and I didn't ramble on too much. Probably easiest to read it then you should get the idea of the format. Oh one more thing I don't own fox, 24 etc. but Tim and the other characters that don't appear on the show are my creation. So enjoy and feel free to R&R.
Chapter 1 – Not a good idea
This had never been a good idea and Tony was the first to admit this, he wasn't even sure how he'd been manipulated into doing this but he had. Somehow Chappelle had managed to get Tim to argue against him, to persuade him to do this. He knew Chappelle couldn't care less about Tim, that he was using Tim to change his mind. And then Michelle had agreed to it he really didn't have a choice, they were both going and either he could join them or they'd find a replacement. He couldn't let them go nor could he make them stay so he had compromised with himself that he would go. He glanced over at Michelle who was focused on the men in front of them, but obviously noticed his eyes on her as she looked over to him. He then looked towards Tim who was bound to the chair, he should never have let this happen...he couldn't lose them. Turning his head back he tried to remember how Chappelle had conned him into this.
It was two weeks ago today when he got the call.
"Almeida," He answered.
"Mr Almeida your son Tim is here,"
"Right send him up," He said wondering what Tim would be doing here. He watched as Tim entered, still wearing his basketball kit, but covering the top with a black Nike hoody. His bag, with the rest of his clothes in and no doubt only one of the four books he was supposed to take in for his lessons today, hung over his right shoulder. Tim wasn't exactly tall for his age but more of an average height, he was now about the same height as Michelle but he knew he'd overtake Michelle soon and no doubt himself. As he stayed looking at Tim who greeted Michelle with a hug, he noticed that Tim had obviously not decided to have a shower after his practise, seen as his hair wasn't exactly in place and strands stuck out slightly all over his head but to be honest it didn't look much different to when he styled it. His hair wasn't as blond as it had been; now it was more of a dirty blond colour but it would definitely never be as dark as his own hair or curly. It wasn't as short as it used to be either, but still shot enough to gel it up. Just then Michelle walked off while Tim stood there. He just watched as Tim looked around, his skin complexion might have been one of the only things Tim had inherited off him; the eyes were definitely Amy's. Instead of the dark brown Tim's eyes were a deep blue. The love for sports and muscular physic which allowed him to pursue it he'd inherited from both his parents. Eventually Tim's gaze met with his and he motioned to Tim to come up, still wondering what he was doing here. But at the moment any distraction was a good distraction, especially after this day from hell.
"Hey," Tim said as he walked in.
"Hey so what are you doing here?" He asked, "Shouldn't you be at some end of term party or something?"
"It's not the end of term; it's the end of half a term…I'm only on holiday for two weeks,"
"Sounds like a reason to celebrate, no more school…" He wished he still had holidays like that, you never appreciate them until they're gone.
"For two weeks then its hell until exams joy," Tim told him while he laughed.
"So what are you doing here then?"
"Forgot my keys," Tim said looking to the floor.
"You want mine then," He said getting them from his desk.
"Na it's fine Michelle just went to get hers for me,"
"Right, so how are you getting home?"
"Uh…yeah I haven't exactly thought it through," Tim smiled which he laughed at.
"Well give me bout 20 minutes and I'll give you a lift ok,"
"Yeah thanks dad but you don't have to,"
"Don't worry, anyway I need to get out of this place," He told him. Chappelle had been on at him all day about the stupid mission and he'd already told Chappelle they would find another in. One of their agents, Will, had been killed last night and Chappelle was already pissed off at him, blaming him for it. He had told Chappelle that it wasn't their fault and that it was a rushed job so obviously this Mr Landon was going to know Will wasn't who he said he was. They had both yelled until he had left, telling Chappelle there would be another way and he could find it himself as he was obviously so desperate to arrest this guy.
"Ok," Tim said turning his head to look out the window.
"Just go wait in the situation room I'll be down as soon as I can,"
"Ok,"
"And tell Michelle I'll be ready to leave in 20 minutes,"
"Will do," Tim said as he left.
Ok so his dad was right this was not a good idea and Tim had no idea why he thought it would have been. Again his dad was right, Chappelle had manipulated him to get what he wanted, and he wished he could tell his dad how sorry he was but the masking tape on his face was preventing his speech. He saw his dad look at Michelle, both of them bound to the floor, guards pointing guns at their heads and their mouths covered. He on the other hand was bound to a chair, no doubt because he would break easiest. Tim saw the cut on his dads head drip, the blood narrowly avoiding his eye as it slid down his face. Ok so he did know why he'd done it.
"Tim," She breathed again as moved her lower body. He put his hands back on her arms as he guided her down towards him. She kissed him again and again as she pushed him further into her.
Tim blinked away the images of last night; it was his fault, his fault this had happened. It had been going well so far but then last night happened. Why the hell had he even agreed to this in the first place? He didn't get time to think as Paul walked over to him, his dark curls hiding most of the bruise across his face. Suddenly Paul pulled back his fist and then smashed it into him again and again. For a skinny guy he really did have a lot of power but he didn't have time to dwell on the fact as he heard his dad and Michelle screaming but then everything went dark.
It was two weeks ago when he had said yes, when he had forced them to come. He'd forgotten his keys even though he'd promised that he had them in the morning. So he'd gotten a lift from Joe's mum to CTU. He told her to go and that he'd be fine, she hadn't argued since she had to get Joe's younger sister from the babysitter. He waited for a moment as the security guard phoned someone.
"Mr Almeida your son Tim is here," She hung up after a few more moments saying nothing else as she grabbed a security pass.
"He says to go on up I'm sure you know your way by now," She said as she handed him the pass.
"Yeah thanks," He said and headed to the doors. As soon as he reached the main floor he spotted Michelle who he walked over to and hugged.
"Hey," She said as she pulled back, "What you doing here?"
"Forgot my keys," He said.
"I thought you said you had them this morning,"
"Yeah I did but I guess didn't," He smiled.
"Look stay here I'll go get mine but don't interrupt your dad he's not in the best mood today," She told him.
"How come?"
"Chappelle," She replied as she walked off. He just stood there looking around while he waited for her to come back. When he looked up at his dad's office he motioned for him to come up. Although Michelle had told him not to, his dad would probably be angrier if he didn't.
"Hey," He said as he walked in.
"Hey so what are you doing here?" His dad asked, "Shouldn't you be at some end of term party or something?" He knew his dad never listened when he told him.
"It's not the end of term; it's the end of half a term…I'm only on holiday for two weeks,"
"Sounds like a reason to celebrate, no more school…"
"For two weeks then its hell until exams joy," He interrupted while his dad just laughed. At least he'd have this break to relax.
"So what are you doing here then?"
"Forgot my keys," He said looking to the floor, hoping he wasn't too mad from Chappelle.
"You want mine then," His dad said as he searched his desk.
"Na it's fine Michelle just went to get hers for me,"
"Right, so how are you getting home?"
"Uh…yeah I haven't exactly thought it through," He smiled which his dad laughed at.
"Well give me bout 20 minutes and I'll give you a lift ok,"
"Yeah thanks dad but you don't have to," He said, he didn't want his dad to put himself out for him. He could walk or get the bus if he needed to.
"Don't worry anyway I need to get out of this place," His dad told him.
"Ok," He said turning his head to look out the window. He saw Michelle look at him and knew what she would say but it's not like he could have stayed down there while his dad told him to come up.
"Just go wait in the situation room I'll be down as soon as I can," His dad told him.
"Ok,"
"And tell Michelle I'll be ready to leave in 20 minutes,"
"Will do," He said as he left. He walked down and got another look from Michelle as he came to stand by her.
"So you're death as well as forgetful," She said handing him the keys.
"He saw me and motioned for me to come up it's not like I couldn't," He said in defence.
"Ok," She said looking up and smiling at his dad.
"He said he'd give me a lift in 20 minutes and he'd be ready to go then," He told her earning himself another look from Michelle, "Honest Chelle I told him he didn't need to,"
"Yeah ok. So how was he?" She asked.
"Seemed alright," He replied. He had no idea why she was so worried about him. He didn't seem angry or mad like he usually was after he'd had a day of encounters with Chappelle.
"Ok I better go talk to him," She said, "Um you can wait here or…"
"Dad said situation room…" He said as she walked away
"Uh yeah sure," She said obviously not really caring as she went to find his dad. Tim wasn't even sure if she'd heard the last part.
"You think you can fool me," Paul yelled as he struck Tim for what must have been the tenth time. Michelle sat there horrified tears filling her eyes, she was trained not to show emotion, she was an agent but this was Tim. He was only a kid, her stepson and she couldn't stop herself. She looked to Tony, she couldn't watch but he was staring at Paul, what he was doing to his son. She knew he was hurting more then he probably had before. She should have said no, not agreed to it. Tony was right and she would never forgive herself if they all didn't get out of this ok.
She had just finished updating her system as she looked up and saw Tim walk in. He headed for her and hugged her. What was he doing here; he was supposed to go home after his basketball practise?
"Hey," She said as she pulled back, "What you doing here?"
"Forgot my keys," He said.
"I thought you said you had them this morning," She said, she knew he hadn't but Tony had told her to forget about it.
"Yeah I did but I guess didn't," He smiled. She smiled herself; he did always keep her entertained.
"Look stay here I'll go get mine but don't interrupt your dad he's not in the best mood today," She told him. Well that was putting it mildly. Chappelle had been on at Tony all day for Will's death. But it wasn't his fault, it was Chappelle's rushed planning and Tony had made that clear on day one. What didn't help was Will was one of Tony's friends; they'd been in the marines together. She'd tried to talk to him but apparently he was too busy with work to talk. She knew he was just hiding his emotions and let him have his space; she'd talk to him at home.
"How come?" Tim asked.
"Chappelle," She replied as she walked off. She didn't want to say anymore until she'd talked to Tony. She grabbed her keys from her bag in the break room but when she walked out she bumped into Chappelle.
"Michelle,"
"Yes Ryan," She said. This better be quick.
"I'm still trying to find another in for the new operation so I need some space to work,"
"Uh yeah sure the situation room should be free," She said trying to walk away.
"And Michelle,"
"Yes?"
"I'll need some more co-operation from certain members of staff if this is to turn out better then last time,"
"When you say members of staff you mean Tony," She stated, Ryan Chappelle was not subtle to say the least.
"Well yes," He told her.
"I will talk to him but he told you the mission would never work when you started it, there wasn't enough time…"
"If we hadn't sent Agent Carter in then we would have missed our opportunity…"
"There would have been others," She said angrily.
"Well now we have to find one and fast…"
"You know this would be a lot easier if division told us why they wanted this guy so badly," She told him.
"Well I'm not at liberty to say," He told her.
"Fine Ryan I will talk to Tony now can I go?"
"Of course, just make sure no one interrupts me" He said and with that she turned and headed back. When she reached her station she couldn't see Tim. She looked around and then up to see him glance in her direction. A few minutes later he stopped in front of her.
"So you're death as well as forgetful," She said handing him the keys.
"He saw me and motioned for me to come up it's not like I couldn't," He said in defence.
"Ok," She said looking up and smiling at Tony.
"He said he'd give me a lift in 20 minutes and he'd be ready to go then," Tim told her, again she looked at him. This was not a good time for Tim to be asking things from his dad, "Honest Chelle I told him he didn't need to,"
"Yeah ok. So how was he?" She asked.
"Seemed alright," He replied.
"Ok I better go talk to him," She said, "Um you can wait here or…" She started but saw Tony who looked like he was on the phone to Chappelle so she hurried off, Tim would be fine. He said something else but she wasn't sure what.
"Uh yeah sure," She said as she went to find Tony.