Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters featured in my stories or the shows they are from. I just loan them to use as characters in short stories written by me.
With that said, welcome to this story, and I hope you enjoy it. Please feel free to give constructive feedback (especially on grammar and use of words since English isn`t my native language), anyway, Welcome!
Warning! A little swearing/bad words but nothing else.
(In this story Tony and Tim are Gibbs real teenage sons. Tony is 15 and Tim 13. Just as a little explanation I will try to include Abby and Kate/Ziva in a future story.)
Chapter 1-Tony`s new habit
"Shit!" Tony Gibbs exclaimed after a quick glance at his watch and dropped the tobacco on the ground out of surprise.
"Something wrong?" Rich asked meaningly, indicating that Tony wasn`t as cool as the rest of the gang since he tended to listen his dad in contrast to the rest of the gang. Tony shrugged his shoulders trying to appear calm and said:
"No just thought I saw somebody I recognized, look guys, I should probably start heading home, the football game I want to catch is on in an hour".
Two of Tony`s longtime friends took it as their clue to also excuse themselves. Knowing their parents also would be home soon and figuring they had had enough of fights for a few days at least. Sighing at the others teasing and smirking expressions Tony smashed his tobacco with his foot and headed home.
-chapter 1-
"I`m home!" Yelled Tony the second he, out of his breath from running the whole way home, came inside the house. His dad`s car wasn't yet parked in front of the house so he knew he had made it home in time, now the problem though was to make every sign of him smoking disappear before his dad made it home.
"Tony, what do you think you`ve been doing leaving me to cover for you again without as much as a warning". And then there was Tim. His younger brother glared angrily at him effectively blocking his way to the stairs.
"I`m sorry Tim, I`ll make it up to you okay, just help me get away this one time, please". He turned pleadingly to his younger brother and tried to actually look sorry.
"Okay" Tim sighed in defeat and moved out of the way. Tony tried to move past his brother quickly enough for Tim not to smell the smoke from Tony`s clothes, but stumbled on the pair of shoes he had thrown onto the stairs this morning. Tim had a great sense of smell and almost immediately caught the smell of smoke.
"What the hell".
