'Get to the point,' he barked.

Series of one shot drabbles. Most will involve Gibbs and Tony although I'm not ruling out the others. Various genres. Will add to. For spoilers see individual chapters.

A/N – I drabbled for the first time the other day. Well, actually, I requested a drabble from an author I really admire and suddenly found myself in a position I'd never been in before. That was scary. As it happens, I really enjoyed drabbling so I thought I'd post all my drabbles (not that there are that many... yet) here too. I anticipate adding a few more when I get time. I'm a bit behind on the learning curve with all these terms – drabble, ficlet, fanfic, flashfic. What the heck is a flashfic? - sounds like it should be a little old man in a trench coat who walks up to you, exposes his story and then runs off. Anyway, apparently a 'drabble' is supposed to be 100 words but anything between 100 and 300 is considered acceptable. Thank goodness for 300. My PMs and review replies are longer than 300 words. I know I can ramble on a bit... I like rambl... *whack* Drabble. Right. On it!

Don't look back

Title: Don't look back. Author: SA3466996. Rating: T, PG-13, FR-13. Category: General; Angst. Genre: Gen. Pairing: DiNozzo/surprise pairing. Word Count: 150. Summary: Breaking up is hard to do. Spoilers: Brief mention of Judgement Day. Disclaimer: All NCIS characters belong to Bellisario, CBS and Paramount. No copyright infringement intended.

A/N: Written in response to a prompt from Kaylashay81 on lj which was 'Tony – Breaking up is hard to do. Any pairing; any rating.'

They'd been together almost a year, having hooked up soon after the Jeanne debacle. He'd given instruction, direction and energy to their partnership and in return had gained solace, security and space. They went everywhere together; did everything together. They were one; whole, complete. Tony had laughed; cried; sneezed; farted; thrown up... you name it - he'd done it... all within the comfort of those strong, embracing arms.

Then he went to LA – without his partner. He'd screwed up; returning, only to be sent away again.

A long distance relationship would never work. Not with him stationed on the Reagan and, well... D.C. was a long way from the Reagan.

Taking one last look, and with a resigned sigh, Tony stroked the car's hood, handed the keys to the bemused parking attendant and walked out of the parking garage.

He didn't look back.

Breaking up sure was hard to do.