Alright. I know I have a bunch of other stories I should be working on but I had this idea and I just had to get it written. :P Plus, I'm sooo bored today and needed something to do. (Plus I've been listening to sad songs about all day ;-;)

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN NCIS

Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo. Funny, goofy, childish, juvenile, handsome, a friend too many and an enemy too many more. He's loyal, brave, street smart, underestimated, intelligent, charming, adorable and hot to some. Anthony is all of these things and so, so much more. But if all of that really is true, why is he so broken on the inside? Every once in a while, people will comment at how funny or childish he is, and what a great and loyal agent he is. They get annoyed by him, yet they love having him around. Tony doesn't get it, it's so confusing to him, but he just continues with his mask, keeping it up and not letting it fall.

Then, one day, it's his birthday. He had been cheery all day, sneaking in hints but everyone had been oblivious to it and just ignored him. Ziva had snapped at him, wondering why he was being so annoying today, more than he recently had been. McGee just openly ignored him, not talking straight to him and instead to Gibbs or Ziva. To say the least, he had been hurt. Very hurt. But he didn't let it show, he kept up his mask. Something he was good at, building up walls to keep others out so he doesn't get hurt; like he's hurting right now.

Throughout the rest of the day, Tony was unusually quiet. The team didn't have any cases, so they just were catching up on some paperwork that they had to do. The bullpen was awkwardly quiet without Tony's usual jabber and banter. Few times had Ziva and McGee tried to talk to him, start of a conversation by teasing him out his fiancée. Finally the teasing of his fiancée became too much and he looked up from his paperwork with a cold stare that seemed to make the room much, much colder. "Stop. In case you didn't know, she just dumped me this morning."

Immediately, they began teasing him about it. No sympathy for him, or how he might be feeling. Tony bet they didn't even stop to think that he was really upset about this, considering it was the first girl he actually loved since Jeanne, and it was his birthday- Oh wait. That's right; they chose to ignore the fact that today was his birthday. It's bad enough his father never sent anything; not even a stupid card. His gaze landed on Gibbs' empty desk. He had taken the day off since there wasn't any case so he could work on his boat. He wished Gibbs was here so he could do something about it.

After a few more minutes of his coworkers teasing, he couldn't take it anymore. He felt tears prick his eyes at their insensitivity, but quickly blinked them away. He was good at hiding tears, had been doing it for years now. Tony abruptly stood up and said shortly. "See you Monday." Quickly, he shoved all the papers in the drawers in his desk and grabbed his stuff, walking to the elevator. He ignored the protests that followed him as he got in the elevator and watched the elevator doors close. He wasn't sure where he was going to go. He didn't want to go home. He really wasn't in the mood to go celebrate his birthday that everyone forgot at the bar, and he didn't want to spend the night with some stranger girl that he found wandering the streets. No, he wanted something that actually means something. He didn't think that was too much to ask, just a small something to show that someone cares.

A sigh escapes his mouth and he rubs his face with his hands. He was pondering if whether or not he should go to Gibbs' house. A lump formed in his throat and he decided not to go. It would just be too much to bear if he found out that Gibbs forgot what today is too.

Walking out of the building and getting into his car, Tony just drove. He didn't know where he was going to go. He just knew he needed to get out of here. That's when an idea formed in his mind. There was an old friend that he talked to everyday around now, he knew what today was. A small smile of hope formed on Tony's face and he sped up, suddenly excited. He hadn't seen him in a few months, so it would be fantastic to talk to him for once. A soft chuckle escaped him. He was like the father that he never had.

Turning onto the highway with a ghost of a smile on his face and a seed of hope in his heart, Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo began the very long and tiring drive to his destination. Jackson Gibbs' house.

So? What did you guys think? Should I keep writing or should I just end it right here ;P You guys review and tell me what y'all think. REVIEW!