AN: I'm really not sure if this is going to be a story or just a one shot thing so ya know. I'll take suggestions I guess. Maybe I should stop abandoning my other stories first. Probably. But whatever. Umm…Enjoy.
The car sped down the road at nearly double the legal speed limit, weaving in and out of traffic and honking at whoever dared to get in the way. Such driving spoke of either a very angry driver or Leroy Jethro Gibbs was behind the wheel. Today it happened to be both.
Anthony DiNozzo had been working at NCIS for almost four years now; he'd been offered a job by Gibbs after closing a high profile case together in Baltimore. The younger agent was good, great actually. Sure he'd been late to work a few times but he always made up for it on the job. Today, DiNozzo wasn't going to be making up for anything; Gibbs was going to kill him. After the first hour at work with no DiNozzo he started to get curious, it wasn't like Tony to be that late, although it did occasionally happen. After the second hour Gibbs started to get angry, if Tony wasn't going to show up he should've called Gibbs. After the third hour Gibbs would've fired him on the spot the second he walked through the doors. And so now, three and a half hours after Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo was supposed to be at NCIS, Gibbs was on his way to DiNozzo's apartment to get some answers, or at very least fire his ass for being late again.
Okay, so maybe Gibbs was just a little worried about his agent. What if something had happened to him? Sure he could just be sick and forgot to call in but considering DiNozzo's luck he also could've been kidnapped and tortured at this point. Of course, the thought of Tony passed on drunk on the floor of his apartment pushed all the worry out of Gibbs' mind. He knew his agents habits, and while he didn't usually drink on 'school nights' if he met a pretty girl at a bar he wouldn't be hard to convince.
Gibbs' car's breaks screamed in protest as Gibbs screeched to a stop in front of DiNozzo's apartment building. He went inside only to find that the elevator was broken, as usual, and he would be taking seven flights of stairs up to Tony's apartment. He'd told Tony on multiple occasions he should move to a nicer building, or at least one with a functioning elevator, the walk up the stairs to DiNozzo's apartment had sealed his judgment on that matter. Gibbs was beyond angry at this point, possibilities of why DiNozzo was late had been running through his head the whole time he'd been going up the stairs. He hoped for Tony's sake none of his suspicions were right. Gibbs pounds his fist three times on Tony's door, getting no answer. Great.
"DiNozzo I swear to God you're going to be unemployed in about ten seconds" Gibbs yells, plenty loud to be heard in Tony's apartment, well realistically it had probably been loud enough to be heard in any apartment on the floor. Still, there was no answer. Gibbs knocks on the door loudly a few more times, now becoming worried for his agent. Even a hungover Tony would open the door to that.
A bit more yelling and a lot more knocking goes on before Gibbs decides to resort to desperate measures. He hadn't expected to be picking any locks today so he didn't have his tools so he settled for going into Tony's apartment like he would that of a suspect they were pursuing; kicking the door in.
Everything seemed to move much quicker after that, for a second Gibbs saw a apparently asleep Tony on the couch and the next he was looking at a very much awake Tony pointing his gun at Gibbs. Well in his defense, Gibbs had just broken down his door. Tony also seemed to quickly realize that it was just Gibbs and not a real threat-or at least not in most situations-and he quickly lowers his gun onto the coffee table.
"Sorry about that Boss, didn't know it was you" Tony says through a yawn as if it were a normal occurrence for people to break down his door. It also seemed that Tony either didn't realize or didn't care how late he was for work.
If Gibbs was angry before Tony's nonchalant attitude made him furious. "What the hell DiNozzo! Did you happen to forget about your fucking job today?" Gibbs wasn't quite yelling; he didn't need everyone in the apartment building hearing this, but what he lacked in volume he made up for in tone and in the glare he was currently giving Tony.
"Christ Gibbs watch your mouth" Tony replies, his tone much more hushed than Gibbs' and if the older agent wasn't mistaken DiNozzo sounded angry. "She doesn't need to hear that" he adds quickly.
She doesn't need to hear that? What? Unless Gibbs was really going blind, there wasn't one of Tony's dates in here. And even if there was he doubted the girl hadn't already heard such words.
"What the hell are you talking about DiNozzo?" For a second Gibbs was more curious than angry, though neither his tone nor expression showed that.
A look of understanding falls onto Tony's features, realizing that he knew something Gibbs didn't he steps to the side and points behind him, where a shy looking little girl of about five years old with big green eyes and curly brown hair sat. "She was sleeping" Tony hisses at Gibbs, who looks entirely lost. Ignoring Gibbs for a moment Tony turns around and kneels down to the girl's level, he says something to her that Gibbs doesn't hear and the girl leaves the room pulling a plaid blanket behind her.
"What the hell is going on DiNozzo?" Gibbs snaps, equally angry and confused. Alright, so now maybe he was just a little bit more confused now but from his perspective none of this is making sense.
"I emailed you and the Director!" Tony exclaims "I said I wouldn't be in today!"
Well shit. He hadn't thought to check his email considering he never did and the director hadn't said a word about it. It was clear the blame was on Gibbs, thus the anger started to evaporate giving way to more confusion. "Noted. I would still like some answers regarding…" he trails off knowing Tony would know exactly what he was talking about.
Tony looks uncomfortable at that request like he didn't know what to say to Gibbs. Well, he knew what to say, just not how the older agent would take it. "Umm…yeah, that's Alyssa" he says awkwardly, providing no real answer.
"And she is…" Gibbs presses.
"She's my daughter" Tony says and seeing Gibbs' incredulous look he adds quickly, "It's kind of a long story."