Hey guys! So i came up with this story a while ago... but then came a certain episode in season 11 and i pulled back to upload it. But now i think... what the heck? i just go for it. So here it is, because this story is centered around season 5 anyway.

I know this chapter is short, for me, but this is just a prologue!

(Warning: Dutch for origin and dislectic. Mistake's are mine, but please don't hold them against me!)

Enjoy your reading! :)

Prologue

Gibbs didn't know why he was doing this. Well he knew why... but he didn't know if this was such a good idea. Following people never was, unless it was for a case or if you had a really good reason for it. But did he have a good reason? Abby had talked to him, Ziva had, McGee had, Ducky had, Hell even Palmer had. All of them speaking their concerns about his Senior Field Agent.

But he himself, didn't see much to be concerned about. He had changed. Tony had changed. A little, that is. He was more serious at work. He was still the clown most times, but only now only when the day or situation asked for it, when it was really needed. For years Tony was like Gibbs, he would take longer to go home and come in earlier.

Even though, McGee and Ziva didn't know that fact. Tony would come in early then an hour before they would have to be in, he would go somewhere to eat breakfast, that he had skipped when he woke up.

Now he didn't and he also would go home earlier. He was more concentrated at his paper work and that resulted to that he went home earlier then he normally did. But Gibbs' gut wouldn't crunch, eat, bite, twist, talk... nothing. Tony wasn't more tired. He wasn't grumpy and didn't snap. He still made fun of and with McGee and Ziva, but laid off the super glue and the paper ball wars.

The reason Gibbs didn't see it before, was because it happened slowly. Over the time of two months. And he had hit himself on the back of his head for that. A agent like him had to see it sooner. But then again, Tony was a great undercover agent. And that made him think... He hoped by God that it wasn't another undercover assignment. He would both kill Director Vance and DiNozzo, if that was the case.

The reason why he was following Tony now, was because he had tried to go to Tony yesterday and the day before that at his apartment. But he had found Tony's parking spot and his apartment empty both nights. That's why, even thought his gut didn't tell him anything, he was still concerned. Where was DiNozzo going?

There were two cars between them and Gibbs was lucky that Tony had his mustang that stood out from the rest of the cars. Easy to spot. Tony was not going to his house. He had already been there. Ten minutes later he came out in black sweatpants and a gray OSU sweater. Hanging over his shoulder was a sports bag. He had an sandwich in his mouth.

As they drove, Gibbs knew that Tony was going to the sports grounds. But fifteen minutes later it was confirmed that it wasn't true. Well sort of. Tony drove up an empty parking lot. It was almost abandoned. Gibbs couldn't stop there so he drove further and parked his car a street further, jogging back.

He was in time to see Tony, stepping out of his car. Why it had taken him so long, Gibbs didn't know and he didn't care. Tony rounded his car and opened the trunk of his car. He looked around himself to see if someone was there, but he didn't spot Gibbs, who was out of his vision, hidden in a dark spot.

Then his attention returned to the trunk of his car and started to lift something out of it. Gibbs eyes widened and then frowned as he noticed what it was. ''What the...?'' He whispered as Tony pulled out a wheelchair.

Tony unfolded the wheelchair and Gibbs could see it was a sports wheelchair. Gibbs watched as Tony also grabbed a basketball out of the trunk, and then sat down in the wheelchair, having the ball on his lap.

Gibbs was surprised to see Tony use the wheelchair skillfully, as Tony turned and wheeled himself towards a fence, dribbling the ball a couple of times as he did so.

There was a basketball field, behind it. The lights were not lightening the field well, but he could still see that the field was old. The baskets were from chains and the lines were vague.

He also could see that the door of the fence that was around the field had an chain on it. But it now bungled loosely next to it.

Tony must have picked the lock, Gibbs guessed. He stepped a little closer, so that he could see better. Still it didn't seem that Tony had noticed him, as he opened the fence door and went on the field.

Tony dribbled and wheeled himself over the field. Suddenly he turned as he neared one half of the field and went straight towards the other half, speeding up. He came into the two pointer zone and threw the ball up. The ball bounced a couple of times on the edge of the hoop then went in and through the chains. Tony caught himself against the fence and cheered silently as if he was in a important game.

This went on for about twenty minutes. In the mean time, Gibbs had plopped down on the ground, Watching Tony exercise, while his mind was reeling. Why was Tony playing wheelchair basketball? Gibbs knew he played basketball in college, and he was injured during football in college too. Did he continue this way? Gibbs didn't think so. It wasn't in Tony's file.

He was startled out of his thoughts when another car drove up on the parking lot and parked next to Tony's, leaving more then necessary, space between the two of them.

He glanced at Tony, who had also looked up. He saw a broad smile appear on the other mans face and stepped up from his wheelchair.

Tony jogged over to the car and didn't go to the drivers side, but instead went once again to the trunk of the car. He opened it and pulled out another wheelchair. He wheeled it towards the drivers side. He opened the door and Gibbs could hear muffled voices. He couldn't here what they were saying.

Tony leaned into the car and to Gibbs surprised he lifted up a young woman and placed her into the chair. She settled into it and then smiled at Tony, patting his cheek as a 'thank you'. Tony smiled and Gibbs eyes widened as Tony leaned in and kissed her, hello.

That, was one thing, Gibbs didn't expected to see tonight.

So what do you think, aye? tell me, because revies make me smile and inspire me haha :) Next saturday a next chapter if there are enough people liking the beginning.

-x- Leonie