I just came across the song and listened it and BAM! there was a short story. it won't be longer then two chapters so the next chapter should be up real soon.

Hope you enjoy the story! :)

The ringing of his phone made Gibbs lay down the sander and dust of his hands off on his pants. He went over to the workbench and sat down on one of the saw horses. He picked up the phone from his work bence and looked at the called I.D.

''Yeah, Gibbs'' He answered the phone.

''Jethro!'' The male voice on the other side of the line was light and carefree. ''You busy?''

Gibbs looked over to the boat in the middle of the basement. He was always busy with that thing, but that didn't mean he couldn't make time for an old marine buddy. ''Depends'' Gibbs told him.

''I wanted to ask you if you would come and have a beer with me in a cafe that has some nice music''

''I can drink my beer here just fine, Collin''

''Really, Jethro. You have to get out of that basement more'' Collin chuckled low in his throat.

Gibbs sighed. It had been a long time since he was out of his basement. Work had been chaos lately and especially the last couple of weeks. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to be out and distract himself with something other then the boat. ''Where?'' He gave in.

''Just around the corner, at my home. They have random performances, but one or two times a month there's this guy that is a magician on the guitar, apparently he's playing today. Wanted to check it out and need someone to come along. Beer and bourbon is great there too''

''Fine. I'll be there in half an hour'' Gibbs hung up, without waiting for a response. He looked at the still untouched bottle of bourbon, then shrugged.

He jogging upstairs, deciding to change his clothes. Even Gibbs knew you can't go to a club or cafe... whatever it was, in a red sweater and gray sweatpants.

...

A lot a people in this world have more than one life. Some are bad, like a house father, who turns into a criminal at night, or a normal school girl, who is scared to go home, for some dark reason. But some are good. We are ourselves in both places, we just show other characteristics that others don't know about or we won't tell others about our other life. It isn't a bad thing.

Our second life ensures us that we can let go about things that happen in our everyday life. The worries and problems that we encounter. A second live to let go of feelings we can't no longer bottle up in our first life.

Letting go. Relieve. Tony gets that feeling every time, after he steps in that quiet little cafe, every three weeks. When he's not on rotation to work on the weekend. Just like today. This evening was what he was looking forward to everyday after he comes here. Even though others would think he would do something really different by now.

''Blue Bird'' That was what the cafe was called. It was a cafe where people could just drink and talk and listen to talented people, that perform their music.

Tony stepped into the all too familiar cafe. Guitar case behind his back the the strap over his shoulder. The soft radio music on the back ground was pleasure to his ears. He loved it, but he loved something else much more.

He walked in further place. He saw the woman behind the bar looking up at him.

''Hey, Anthony, you're early'' The woman behind the bar called to him as she kept helping the people asking for drinks.

He walked towards her with a smile. Had it been anywhere else he would have corrected and insisted her to call her Tony. But here. Here he was no one. Not Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo. Not Tony DiNozzo Womanizer. Not Sex Machine. No one knew something about it. Not where he worked or where he came from. Only Natalie was the one that knew his first name. Anthony. The regular crowd, named him the (Acoustic) Guitar Magician.

Tony didn't mind the name. He just appreciated it that people seem to like his guitar play.

Without any thought, he stepped behind the bar. ''Good evening, Natalie'' Tony greeted charmingly, with a kiss on the cheek. ''Boss, let me go early today'' He explained ''Need help?''

Natalie was the one that chose those people. And Tony... Well, Natalie had a weak spot for him. She didn't know anything about him, except his name, but when he performed, she could just hear every emotion and feeling in the way he sang. She was sad to know that he mostly sounded sad and lost, hurt. She wondered what kind of job he had or where he came from.

''Nope, I can handle these boys'' Natalie said. ''It's your night tonight''

''Yeah. Have some covers and a new song, I'm going to sing'' Tony said, sounding less excited than he should

''Really?'' Natalie's face lit up.

''Uhu'' Tony said nonchalantly.

''You should sing more often, you know'' Natalie commented. ''Would attract more people''

Tony was more for the instrumental songs. Just the sound of his guitar or the keyboard and nothing else, but sometimes he sang too. It didn't happen often and he was always nervous about some he wrote and sang.

''We wouldn't want that, I play here for just that reason that it's so nice and little'' Tony grinned.

''I know'' Natalie nodded. She waved her hand to the door that led to behind the curtains on the stage. ''Go make yourself ready''

Tony nodded and went to the familiar door disappearing behind it.

…

''Why did I agree again?'' Gibbs asked when he looked at the front door of the unfamiliar music cafe... club.

''For the good alcohol?'' Collin reasoned. ''Come on I buy you the first one'' He suggested as he opened the door and let his friend go in first.

Gibbs did and looked around. It was a bar and cafe combined. Dark wooden tables with matching chairs. Two or four on each table. A bar against the left side wall, with a row of high bar stools. Two people were helping the people who sat there and two others were walking around, helping the people sitting at the tables.

The cafe was bigger than he thought. It was longer. And at the end, Gibbs could see a small stage. It wasn't big, but had everything that you would find. A keyboard on the right, with a mic. A drum in the middle and more back. A barstool. And standing microphone, for his voice and at the hight of the guitar.

He followed Collin towards the bar and sat down on two empty bar stools.

''Do you guys want to order something, gentlemen?'' The dark haired woman asked Collin and Gibbs.

Collin gave a questioning look at Gibbs, who gave a nod in return. He turned back to the woman. ''Two beers. To begin'' He replied.

''Coming right up'' She said and went to grab them. She opened both bottles and settled them in a coaster in front of them. ''You I have seen before'' she told Collin. ''But you are new, aren't ya?'' She asked Gibbs.

''Yeah'' Gibbs nodded.

Collin smirked at her. ''He's not much of a talker. Collin'' He reached out his hand over the bar.

''Natalie'' She smiled and shook his hand ''You guys come at the a good evening. My best performer is up today'' purposely she didn't say his name. She knew that 'Antony' was a private guy.

''That's why we're here. Well I am. I enjoy the music'' Collin chuckled. ''He's here so that I don't feel lonely and for the alcohol'' He pointed at Gibbs, who rolled his eyes and took a swig from his beer.

Gibbs looked around the bar again. It was small and the tables were almost all full, though it wasn't crowded. They decided to stay seated at the bar, you had a good view at the stage and you had your drink instantly.

…

Tony took a deep breath as he stood behind the curtains. It was something he couldn't shake off. Nerves. It didn't matter if it was for a big crowd or a little one. If anything, how smaller, the more intimate, the more nervous he got, but that he wasn't going to tell Natalie, because otherwise it had the same effect. This was just big enough for him to have the courage to try.

He now had the guitar out of the case and in front of him. The sling on his shoulder.

''just 4 songs, instrumental'' Tony encouraged himself. ''You can do that. You played those a thousand times...'' He continued as he paced, back and forth. Then sighed. ''And a song you never played outside your damn living room and you're going to sing it'' He discouraged himself. ''Why did you decide that again?'' He asked himself. ''Oh yeah, because you want to share your feelings. It's the only thing to unwind'' He replied to his own ramblings.

He saw the lights going dimmed and a moment later spotlights towards the stage. Still people were talking. But it was quieter, like they were whispering.

Another deep breath and then he made his way through the curtains. The whispers submitted somewhat more. He couldn't blame the few who were still talking. After all it was a bar and you talked there. He sat down on the bar stool and rearranged the mics so that they were the correct hight.

He raked his fingers over the guitar once to see if everything was still okay, then cleared his throat and grabbed the mic in one hand.

…

Gibbs saw the lights dim from the corner of his eyes, as he leaned an elbow on the bar while he twisted the bottle of beer with his other hand, sometimes taking a swig. He listened at Collin, who came here for the so called 'Guitar Magician', was in a deep conversation with the bar woman... Natalie? What that her name?

The spotlight went on towards the stage and Natalie looked up. ''Ah there he comes now''

Collin turned on his stool and smiled broadly. He had been waiting weeks to hear it again. Gibbs on the other hand stayed as he was and took another swig of his beer, until—

''Hi, everyone...'' Tony said somewhat awkward. He wasn't sure why he was like this here. Maybe because it was another way of asking approval of something he enjoyed doing. ''Just enjoy your drinks and company and tonight I will lead your music'' He announced.

Gibbs choked on his swig as the all too familiar voice came through the speakers.

Collin looked at him. ''You okay?'' He asked

Gibbs coughed, but nodded. ''Yeah'' He wheezed. He had heard that wrong right? He could swear it was DiNozzo's voice he just had heard. He turned to look at the stage and even though the lights were bright, he still couldn't believe it. His eyes went wide as he really did see his Senior Field Agent, sitting there. On the stage. With a guitar?

Since when did Tony play guitar? Gibbs knew that Tony played piano when he was younger. Although the younger man had told him he was forced and that he stopped because he hated the teacher who would hit him with a ruler on his fingers whenever he made a mistake.

He looked around and noticed mostly everyone went quiet to hear the first tunes. Only a couple of teenagers were whispering. They had books on the table so he assumed that they were talking about whatever they were studying.

His eyes went back to the stage as the first tunes were played. And his mind was reeling. It was good... very good.

…

Tony closed his eyes as his fingers hit the first strings and it seemed like the nerves slipped again as he started the melody from the song 'I'm Yours' by Jason Marz. As the intro almost ended, Tony smoothly added the melody of the words. It went good so far and he smiled lightly as he sang the words in his head.

Gibbs watched him and saw the change. Tony's foot began tapping and the way he played began somewhat more confident. He frowned as he thought about that? Since when was Tony hesitant? The tune however Gibbs was pleasurable surprised. It gave a summer-like vibe. Which was good because it was summer.

Collin looked at his friends and was surprised to see Gibbs looking intently at the one playing the guitar. ''He's good, huh?'' He asked.

Gibbs forced himself to look at his marine friend. ''Yeah''

''I have seen him two times before. Haven't heard a single flaw'' Collin commented, taking a swig from his beer. The music went into the background.

Gibbs held up his hand, as his bottle was empty. Natalie came towards him. ''Another one'' He said. She nodded and grabbed one. Opening it, she replaced it with the other. ''Can I ask you something?'' He asked her.

''Sure'' She nodded.

''He'' Gibbs pointed at Tony. The younger man still had his eyes closed as he played along. ''Does he come here often to play?''

''Uhm yeah?'' Natalie thought about it. ''I think... twice a month. He's good huh?''

''He is'' Gibbs looked back at Tony. Tony really was. The younger man had changed songs and this one was slightly slower and less 'happy' or relaxed.

''He does that everytime'' Natalie stated, also looking at Tony.

Collin turned to her. ''What?''

''He starts off with a happy and up tunes song and along the way it gets sadder and sadder. He told me he was going to sing tonight'' She said sadly, not taking her eyes of the younger man on the stage.

Gibbs resisted the urge to raise his eyebrow in surprised, at the sad expression. ''That bad?''

''No... I mean he has also a wonderful voice. I wish he sang more. It's just... He only sings if he has a new song and up until now, his own songs always seem sadder than any other song. It's almost depressing, but the audience seems to understand it. Mostly it's about everyday things, there's always someone who can relate to it''

Gibbs grunted his reply and turned back to watch Tony.

…

Tony played the last notes and finished his second song. He had debated on his third song. But than he decided on. ''Echo'' by Jason Walker. It was slower and the melody was almost soothing. It gave him the time to prepare himself for his new song.

Gibbs, as Collin was at full interest listening to the music. Tony played indeed flawless. He couldn't spot one mistake. Not that he was a expert, but it sounded flawless. And he could feel the emotion coming from the younger man.

Tony was swaying lightly at the music he made. Mumbling the words, but still not singing. He played the song until the end then finished it. He opened his eyes again and soft applause sounded. He smiled lightly.

''Thank you'' Tony said as he adjusted the mic again, then he grabbed a bottle of water that stood next to the mic and took a long gulp. He placed it back down again and spoke up again.

''Now. Last but not least. I know it has been a while, but I decided to play a new song I wrote in the last couple of weeks. I began writing this song a long times ago. Back when I was in college'' He chuckled as he could see some people picturing him as a college kid. ''It's about a friend of mine and recent events in my life brought back some memories about her. And just last week I was able to complete it'' He told them. ''I don't hope some of you can relate to it, but if you do, than know that you guys aren't alone. It's called 'Broken Angel' ''

Gibbs frowned at the words. Recent Events? Relate to it? He was still getting of the fact Tony could play so good and could write songs? Apparently he could sing, as Natalie had told him.

He didn't get time to think about it as Tony began the intro of the song. It was soft and heavy. Gibbs saw once again the change in Tony's body language. It went uncertain and nervous. Tony paused for a moment as the melody a changed slightly. Gibbs saw Tony taking a deep breath before wetting his lips, just before he brought out the first words.

''You showed him all the best of you
But I'm afraid your best wasn't good enough
And know he never wanted you
At least not the way you wanted yourself to be loved
And you feel like you were a mistake
He's not worth all those tears that won't go away''

Gibbs' gut crunched and he frowned at the sorrowfull words. It sounded as though he knew the song. But that couldn't be because it was Tony who had written the song. Damn, DiNozzo had a great voice. He didn't think his Senior Field Agent had so much hidden talents. But then again Tony was great at undercover work. but when was he undercover? At work? Here? When was he himself?

''I wish you could see that
Still you try to impress him
But he never will listen

Oh broken angel
Were you sad when he crushed all your dreams
Oh broken angel
Inside you're dying 'cause you can't believe

Oh you can't believe...'

''Wow'' Collin said in surprised. ''That's... sad?'' He looked at Gibbs. Gibbs felt sad, just because agreed with Collin and with Natales's earlier workds. It did sound sad.

''And now you've grown up
With this notion that you were to blame
And you seem so strong sometimes
But I know that you still feel the same
As that little girl who shined like an angel
Even after his lazy heart put you through hell

I wish you could see that
Still you try to impress him
But he never will listen

Oh broken angel
Were you sad when he crushed all your dreams?
Oh broken angel
Inside you're dying 'cause you can't believe
He would leave you alone
And leave you so cold
When you were his daughter
But the blood in your veins
As you carry his name
Turns thinner than water...

You're just a broken angel''

Gibbs saw the emotion rush through Tony face and if he didn't know better, he thought that Tony was going to break down right there and then. Luckily there was a little guitar solo and he saw Tony visibly compose himself again. Before he began to sing again.

''Oh broken angel
Were you sad when he crushed all your dreams?
Oh broken angel
Inside you're dying 'cause you can't believe
He would leave you alone
And leave you so cold
When you were his daughter
But the blood in your veins
As you carry his name
Turns thinner than water

And I promise that it's not your fault
It was never your fault
And I promise that it's not your fault
It was never your fault...

Cause your just a broken angel...''

Again only guitar play as he finished off the song. When his fingers left the strings for the last time, he kept his eyes close for a couple of minutes, and the audience was silent, until Tony finally opened his eyes and the small audience seemed to erupt into applause.

Tony took another deep breath as the adrenalin left his body. After a moment he stood up, pulled the guitar to his back and then bowed for the audience. He looked in the direction of the bar, wanted to see what Natalie thought about it. Instead he felt his heart sink into this stomach as his eyes fell on his silver hair Marine Boss instead.

''Shit!'' He thought as he swallowed.

Gibbs made eye contact and nodded in acknowledgment. But saw the panic rise into his agents eyes, before Tony all but ran off the stage. Behind the curtains again. Collin looked between the Marine and the singer on the stage.

''You know him?'' Collin asked.

Gibbs considered it for a moment, then decided on the half truth. ''No''

''Then you give away some creepy Marine thing. He looked at you and then he fled'' Collin joked.

''Yeah'' Gibbs agreed. He downed his second beer. ''I have to get back''

''But we just got here'' Collin protested.

''Something tells me that guy isn't going to perform today anymore'' Gibbs gestured to the stage.

Collin frowned. ''Why not?''

''You didn't see it?'' Gibbs asked. ''T— the man almost panicked on that stage during his lost song. Then rushed of the stage as if it was on fire''

''Your friend is right, Collin'' Natalie appeared in front of them. ''He has good observation skills. A. doesn't normally lose it, the way he did just now''

''A.?'' Gibbs questioned.

''He doesn't want anyone to know his name'' Natalie replied. ''He wants this as his escape. A surreal world where he can be whatever he wants to be and let go of any emotion'' She shrugged. ''I let him''

''He seems to have so deep sadness'' Collin commented. And then was depressing him. The Tony DiNozzo he knew, was carefree, always smiling and making jokes. This was another person. At least not the person he had hired just a two ago.

''That he does'' Natalie sighed. ''And this time, it almost caught up with him''

Gibbs nodded, agreeing with more than one thing. He looked up and could still see the figure behind the curtains. ''I really have to go'' He told Collin.

''Okay. Was nice seeing you though'' Collin shook his hand.

Gibbs nodded and made his way out of the bar and towards his car. For a moment he just sat down. leaning back into his seat. he ran a hand over his face then made a dicision. He turn on the car and drove off. But it wasn't the way to his home he was driving.

End of part 1.

Okay so the song that Tony sang is originally from one of the best YouTube singers 'Boyce Avenue'! Go check them out if you like on YouTube. It just seemed to click. i wanted it first in another story of mine, but i didn't know how to put it in there, so i decided on a separate story instead.

Who know maybe in future it will come along in the other story as well

Do you like the first part? Tell me in a review ^^ Love getting those. Feeding my Muse. When she's fed, she's happy and when she's happy, she smiles, and when she smiles... Words begin to flow on my open office document ;)

-X- Second part hopefully soon!