Two Fathers versus one son Prologue

By Kalnaman

A/N: Sorry about my story 'No head slapping Anthony for a week!' as soon as my muse for this story gets back I'll continue it. I promise you, you won't have to wait long for updates on this new story.

Warnings: Head slapping as Gibbs does in the show and mention of abuse. When I post part one I'll post two different versions. This one is rated K plus and the other version will be posted as T.

Category: Gen. Hurt/comfort

Summary: Will a man from Tony's past cause Gibbs losing his 'son' Tony?
Tony may be in danger from the man from the past. Gibbs/Tony
father/son

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the show NCIS.

Tony leaned back at his chair at his desk at the headquarters of NCIS. He was happy, finally back at work after recuperating from the plague. Though it had taken him quite an afford for him to get Gibbs(now his surrogate father) to agree letting him get back to work. Life couldn't be better. He's alive, back at work and has now a father that cares about him. Gibbs had taken great care of him while he recuperated at his house. As soon as he was released from the hospital Gibbs had insisted he moved in with him, at least until he's 100 percent back to his mischievous self. So since he wasn't back to his old self yet, he was still living at Gibbs house.

"DiNozzo! Didn't you hear? There's a crime scene. So let's go!"

Tony hurried on his feet. Wow that was too fast. Tony had to grab the desk to steady himself, because of a sudden dizziness.

"DiNozzo. Maybe you got back to work to early!"

"No, Boss. I just stood up too fast."

"Okay. Then let's go. Don't let me regret that I let you get back to work so soon."

"You won't boss. I promise."

In the car Tony had to hold the handle to steady himself. Not because he felt dizzy again, but because of Gibbs' driving. Yep, life is good and couldn't be better, Tony thought.

oOo

Three months later.

Elsewhere in a fancy office:

A man in an Armani suit was sitting at a desk. Looking at a picture of a young man. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." A well built man, who looked a lot like a bodyguard, entered the office. "Sir. Here's the address of the whereabouts of Anthony DiNozzo Junior, which you requested," the man said giving his boss the note.

"Thank you. That will be all."

When the man was left on his own he said while caressing the face of the young man in the picture. "Junior. I'm coming. Looking forward to meet you again. I'm going to have so much fun with you young man. I just know it."

End of Prologue