This is a remake of "Life Starts Now", my previous story. There are some small alterations, and some really big ones. I will comtinue this though... promise. If not, assult me with PMs.
This is going to be eventual tate, but not right away. I don't know when though. No other ship has been planned, but one may be added as I am writing it.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own NCIS :(

'Is there a Mr. DiNozzo here?'

'Yes. That's me.' Tony said standing up from sitting behind his desk.

'Hi, my name is Andrew Fletcher, I am your ex-wives lawyer. I am sorry to be the one to inform you of this, but it seems that Ms. Lloyd passed away last night and someone needs to take care of her daughter'

This man was dressed is a dark brown suit and appears to have been up for a number of hours. Kate, McGee and Gibbs had looked over, shocked to say the least, at the mention of an ex-wife.

'Oh God', Tony uttered reclaiming his seat again, 'How… how did she….'

'Sorry Mr. DiNozzo, it was a hit and run. She was on her way to pick up Christie when a drunk driver ran her over'

Tony just sat there for a while not moving. Kate and McGee did the same, but Gibbs stood up and walked over to the man.

'Andrew Fletcher was it? My name is Special Agent Gibbs; I'm Tony's boss'

'Nice to meet you Agent Gibbs' Andrew said while shaking Gibbs' hand.

'What is this about an ex-wife DiNozzo?' Gibbs ordered turning around to now face Tony.

'Ummm…. Well, about 4 years ago, I was married to this woman named Sophie Lloyd. She was great, everything was great. And when she found out she was pregnant, things just got better. But a year after Christie was born; I found out that Sophie was having an affair. Apparently having the baby was tough on her and I just wasn't there enough or wasn't doing enough. I left her and she took Christie. I see Christie on occasions; I try at least once a month. I didn't tell you because I though you would treat me different or fire me'

Tony had just sat there through that, his eyes not leaving his desk.

"Really DiNozzo? I would have treated you differently? I was ex-wives myself you know'

'Sorry Boss. I guess I forgot from all the head sl..uggh! Sorry boss' Realization suddenly settled into Tony's face. 'CHRISTIE! I need to get her and bring her here'

'Of course Mr. DiNozzo. Come with me down to social services and we will get everything sorted out'

'Okay'

Tony stood up and walked out from behind his desk.

'DiNozzo'

'Yeah Boss', Tony asked turning briefly around.

'Don't take too long. And bring her straight here' Gibbs said, a brief glimpse of softness going through his eyes and a small but temporary smile on his face.

'Sure Boss'

Reaching social services, Tony had become more anxious to see his daughter.

Getting Out of the car, Tony headed to the entrance. When inside, Tony saw Andrew with Christie, in denim pants and a yellow flower shirt with a Barbie back pack. As soon as Christie saw Tony she ran over to him, leaving Andrew just standing there. Bending down, Tony swooped up the little girl and hugged her tight.

'I missed you baby' Tony said almost crying.

'I missed you too daddy' Christie mumbled into his shoulder, spiller a few tears.

'Mr. DiNozzo,' Andrew said, satisfied that enough time had been wasted 'could you please come with me and I can talk to you. You can leave Christie here with Glenda, it will probably be better anyway.'

'No, she's coming with me' Tony said determined not to let his little girl out of his sight again.

'Mr. DiNozzo, I think it's best if you leave her here. We will be talking about things that I'm sure, at her age she can understand, but you would rather her not hear' Andrew said, his facial expression not changing.

'Umm… ok then' Tony unwillingly agreed. 'Christie, you are going to have to wait with Glenda for just a little bit. I promise I'll be back soon'

'But daddy…'

'No, sweetie. Please, just stay here'

'Alright' Christie said will little enthusiasm in her small voice. Walking over new to the reception desk, Tony helped her set up some toys that she could occupy herself with while he was talking.

Tony came out to find Christie still sitting playing with the toys, and Glenda doing her work.

Walking over to them, he noticed that Christie wasn't very happy. Almost as if she had been crying some more. Her cheeks were all red and her eyes were a bit more puffy.

'What's going on over here?'

'Nothing' Christie mumbled.

'Right…. And why don't I believe that?' Tony asked, looking over at Glenda.

'Mr. DiNozzo, she got really upset just after you walked in. She would let me touch her but she calmed down after a couple of minutes' Glenda tried to explain, hoping she wouldn't get yelling at for "neglecting a child".

'Okay, thanks Glenda' Tony said to her with a small smile, making her feel a bit better. It wasn't easy to see a child cry, especially if you know the reason for it.

'Come one sweetie,' Tony said, bending down and picking up Christie. She eagerly went into his arms and wrapped her small arms around his neck, holding on for dear life.

Tony walked through the doors and put Christie in the backseat of his car and did up her seat belt, making a mental note to get a booster seat for her.

He got into the drivers seat, and started the long drive to NCIS.

The Whole way back to NCIS, Christie slept, while Tony just concentrated on the road. He didn't want to think about how much his life was going to change just yet. But it was defiantly for the good. That he was sure of.

When they arrived at NCIS, Tony went round the back and unbuckled Christie's seatbelt. Picking her up and putting her on one him, he grabbed her bag and slung it over the other shoulder. The weight of the bag surprised him. He wasn't use to a backpack this light, and almost tumbled back when he threw it over his shoulder.

Making his way to the entrance of NCIS was easy. There was no one in sight and Christie, or the backpack, didn't weigh that much at all. It was when he entered NCIS that he started feeling a bit self conscious. All the other agents that were with leaving or just returning, and the security guards, were looking at him weird. Still, he put his head up high, and used the mask he was so use to using everyday for work.

Confidently striding over to the elevator, as best he could with a 4 year old on his hip, he made sure he got one by himself. If he though being in a room was bad with judgemental looks, what would it be like in and elevator?

Arriving at the squad room, Gibbs stood up as soon as he saw Tony.

'What took you so long?' Gibbs questioned, but Tony knew he wasn't serious. He was starting at Christie with a small smile on his face, who had woken up on the way up in the elevator, sure to the crappy music. Maybe he should get that changed?

'Sorry boss. There were more papers to fill out than I thought'

'And who is this?' Gibbs asked very dramatically adding a bow in front of Christie, making Christie giggle a bit, but then go quiet and sad again.

'Gibbs, this is Christie, Christie, this is my boss Gibbs'

'Hi' Christie mumbled, offering up a small wave.

'Nice to meet you too Christie. DiNozzo' Gibbs barked, almost, no, actually, making Tony jump.

'Yes Gibbs' Tony asked.

'I'm taking Christie to meet Abby, call Ducky and bring him up. I don't want her in autopsy' Gibbs said over his shoulder, and he had already taken Christie out of Tony's arms and on his way to the elevator. Christie had her head on Gibbs' shoulder.

'What the hell just happened?' Tony wondered aloud.

'I… have no idea' Kate said, equally shocked.

'Well, everyone feels safe with Gibbs' McGee said, form his desk.

Two piercing gazes swept over him instantly in an almost questioning and confused look.

'Probie, is there something you need to tell us?'

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