Hello! Just a little sick Tony I'd been working on. Father/son. Tony/Gibbs. No ships or slash.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story. Well I did come up with P.O. Daniels, but...
Summary: You ever have a cold that was just a cold? Yeah?Neither has DiNozzo.
Warnings: Mild use of language, if at all. Slight mention of nudity.
I hope you enjoy!
Winter, usually Tony's favorite season, however, as of late, he hated it with a passion.
"Achoo!"
"You getting sick on me DiNozzo?"
"No Boss. Just had a slight tickle."
"Well that 'slight tickle' is gonna screw up this op if you don't get it under control."
"Sorry Boss, I'll try not to let it happen again."
Tony was supposed to be posing as a garbage man along with McGee. Gibbs and Ziva were parked nearby waiting for Petty Officer Daniels to show up. There was talk of a drug deal going down and the drugs had already claimed the lives of two other petty officers. Gibbs was bringing this to a stop, now.
"I see him Boss. He's headed this way."
"Alright McGee, you two keep your eyes on him and move in when I give the signal."
"Gotcha Boss."
McGee emptied the third trashcan into the truck they had borrowed from the city of Alexandria, in Virginia.
"Achoo! Oh man you gotta hate this weather and this job."
"The hell are you doing DiNozzo?"
At that moment, Petty Officer Daniels looked over at them and nodded. DiNozzo nodded back and picked up another trashcan. Daniels kept walking by and turned his head as if searching for something. Having made as he had found it, he walked off in the direction towards an abandoned building. Team Gibbs assumed that was where they were going to find the deal going down.
"Sorry Boss, thought I'd keep up appearances."
Tony shivered and put the trashcan down. McGee looked over at him, but didn't say anything as they continued to watch Daniels walk towards the building and then enter it.
"Head that way and see if you can find anything without getting caught."
"Gotcha Boss."
Both McGee and Tony replied. The two of them headed off to where they watched Petty Officer Daniels enter and checked to make sure no one else had been following before opening the door slowly. Guns at the ready, they checked the open areas before moving further into the building. Tony motioned that he was going to go along the left hallway and that McGee should go right.
"Be careful."
"You too Tony."
The two of them split up and headed off down their halls. Tony took a couple steps forward before he was able to see Daniels and that he wasn't alone.
"McGee, I got a visual on Daniels and some other guy. You might want to start heading back towards the way I went."
"Copy Tony."
"DiNozzo, wait until McGee gets there."
Tony had been busy relaying to McGee, he didn't notice things had started to go south.
"Where's the rest of my money?! We had a deal!" Petty Officer Daniels yelled.
"I wanted to make sure the stuff was good before I just handed over the money." The unknown guy responded.
Tony turned his attention back to what was in front of him. Daniels had a gun out and aimed at the guy. Tony watched as the other guy went for what they both assumed was a gun and saw Daniels fire his weapon first.
"Shit. Sorry Boss, but I'm going in."
"No DiNozzo! You wa–"
"Federal agent! Drop your weapon!"
Tony moved into the room, gun at the ready and pointed at Daniels. Daniels freaked and shot at DiNozzo. DiNozzo quickly moved back out of the room and out of the line of fire. When he heard footsteps, he turned back into the room to see that Daniels was making a run for it. He quickly took chase and headed after him.
"Stop Daniels! I saw everything!"
Daniels didn't stop, but he turned back to take another couple of shots at Tony. Tony quickly dodged those as well and soon found himself out of the building, still pursuing Daniels.
"Boss! We're out of the building headed down Duke street! Daniels stop! Just give yourself up!"
Tony was once again awarded with gunshots fired at him.
"We're on the way. McGee, catch up when you can."
"Just exited the building Boss. I can see them from here."
Tony was pretty sure that Daniels was out of bullets and his suspicion was correct when Daniels aimed to shoot, but only got clicks for his troubles. He threw the gun at Tony and turned to run faster. Tony had had enough and sped up aiming to tackle Daniels down.
"I… said… stop!"
With that, Tony lunged at the petty officer and grabbed him by his legs effectively tripping him.
"Get off me!"
Daniels tried to kick Tony off, but with no effect. Tony quickly got the situation under control and got Daniels handcuffed and on his way towards the car as Gibbs and Ziva pulled up.
"You can read him… his rights…Ziva"
Tony handed Daniels over to her and moved off to the side to cough his lungs up.
"DiNozzo, you alright?"
"Sure Boss… never… better."
Tony got the coughing under control and went back the way they had run in order to bag the gun and search for the bullets that had been shot at him. McGee came up to him and asked if he was ok. Seeing as Tony looked pale, he wanted to make sure. Once the adrenaline had settled from the chase, Tony realized how cold he was and started to shiver again.
"Let's wrap this up people. DiNozzo, you and McGee wait here for Ducky and catch a ride back with him and Palmer. Once you get back, I need your reports on my desk so we can call it a night. I'll call the trash company and let them know they can pick up their truck."
"Got it Boss."
Both McGee and Tony replied before turning back to what they were doing.
"Achoo!"
"You sure you aren't coming down with something Tony?"
"Listen McWorrywart, as soon as we can get this stuff back to Abby, after we show Ducky where to find the body so he can pick it up, we can start on our reports and go home. We have the weekend off and I intend to make the most of it."
"Just checking on you, sheesh."
"Don't bother. I'm fine."
As Tony bent down and collected shell casings, he felt the familiar tickle in his chest and forced it to go away. He knew standing and breathing in the cold air was doing nothing good for his lungs. Add that and the running he did earlier, it was no wonder his lungs wanted to be on the outside, but he wouldn't let them.
"All done here, I'm headed back to the building. Better hurry up or Ducky may leave you."
Tony looked over as McGee started walking away towards the building. He couldn't help the next tickle and coughed rather roughly. Rubbing his chest after, he stood and followed the direction McGee had gone in.
"Hey Ducky, mind if we tag along?"
"Why certainly Timothy. I take it Jethro left you two here and took the suspect."
"Yep."
"Hey… Duck."
Tony managed before turning to the side and trying to cover another cough.
"Dear boy, that doesn't sound too good at all."
"I'm fine Ducky. Thanks."
Ducky frowned, but turned his attention to his assistant.
"Come along Mr. Palmer. Let's get this fellow wrapped up and back towards autopsy so that the rest of us can get warm."
"Right Dr. Mallard."
Palmer brought over the wrap to place the body in and the two of them got the body on the gurney and into the truck. Tony and McGee climbed in back with all their evidence and they all headed back to the naval yard.
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