Okay, I know I'm not the first too write about this kind of story, sorry for that. But I wanted too at least write something to get you're opinion on my writing. So I'm not even sure if I'm going to continue this story (I have no plot whatsoever). Please tell me if you think I should continue this or not. (If you think it's crap, please say so too, than at least I have no false pretences) And if you have any ideas, they're always welcome!
Btw, this is not beta'd yet!
It was a quiet day in the bullpen, all four agents were working on the paperwork of the case they solved the day before. And since they had no new case they had all the time to finish it. The silence was interrupted by the ringing of a phone. Dinozzo reached over to answer. "This is very special agent Dinozzo, what can I do for you?" Tony said in his always exuberant tone, but what he heard next shook him to the core. "Ciao little Anthony, long time no see." That was by no mistake the voice of his father. The other three agents saw how their co-worker tensed and quickly hung up the phone. "Is everything okay Tony?" Said Ziva who was first to react. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine, it's just…eeehh…wrong number." Ziva didn't believe him for one second but kept silent after sensing the glare that came from her left side. So she dutifully went back to work, still throwing a couple of looks to Tony, to figure out what was really bothering him. But not managing in doing so.
Meanwhile, Tony couldn't concentrate on his work, the words of is father still racing through his mind. He hadn't seen the man since he was twelve. What would he want from him, why the sudden call? Tony fiercely hoped that his father was just bored, but knew that if this was the case his father would never, ever call him. Tony laid all thoughts of his father to rest; he wasn't in the mood right now. So he went back to work.
Nothing happened the hours following, so all was normal when the agents arrived the next day for a new day of work. But an hour before lunch time, the elevator opened with an unexpected guest. McGee looked up to see a man walking up to them. He appeared to be in either his late fifties or early sixties. He was wearing a fine tailored suit and had an air of importance around him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Tony standing up with a stricken look on his face. The man stopped a meter short of Dinozzo's desk. "Anthony, I need to talk to you for a second." He said all but gently. Noting the Italian features of the man, McGee came to the conclusion that the two men were in some way related to each other. Tony looked around contemplating for a few moments before giving a curt nod and leading the other man to one of the conference room. McGee looked at his two remaining co-workers wondering if they knew what all this was about, but seeing the confused, but curious looks on their face, he knew they knew just as much as he did.
When Tony saw his father step through the elevator doors he did not know what to do. He just followed the man with his eyes before standing up, a reflex of his childhood days. "Anthony, I need to talk to you for a second." While he could have expected this, it still startled him. He hadn't experienced the former private conversations with his father as more of a pleasant than a painful thing. Not knowing what too do he looked around hoping that one of his teammates could help him. But of course they were just as surprised as him, and probably didn't know who the man before him was. So he gathered all his nerve and led his father to one of the conference rooms, not saying anything, he was still at loss for words.
Sitting down opposite his father he kept silent, not knowing what to do or say. "You have two days to gather your things. I'll send a car to pick you up." Startled by his fathers abruptness Tony looked at him blankly for a couple of seconds before his brain started working again "What? Pack my things? Wwhat the hell are you talking about?" His father looked disapprovingly. "Still not the brightest crayon in the box I see. You're coming home, Anthony, to take over the company."