The reunion
AN: So it's me again. Have a new story for you and I hope you'll like it. Have fun and please leave a review if you like. ILU Greg
Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own NCIS nor the character I just like playing with them.
Chp.1
Jeanne was dead. Murdered. Murdered and he couldn't do anything to bring her back. He was depressed. Angry, sad and just plain depressed. He needed someone to talk to. Someone he trusted. Did he still trust him? He didn't know what to do. He felt betrayed. Betrayed from the only one he ever really trusted. Unconditionally.
He worked on his boat, again. A bottle of whiskey in one hand sandpaper in the other one. His basement door opened. He looked up and saw his senior field agent standing on top of the stairs.
"You want something, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked.
Tony didn't reply.
"Hey! DiNozzo!"
"She's dead." Tony said quietly, stepping down the stairs.
"Who's dead?"
Again no reply.
"Tony?"
"Jeanne."
"It wasn't just an undercover assignment, was it?" Tony shook his head 'no'. "How long were you two together?"
"Six month."
"Ah damn." Gibbs cursed.
"I love her. I really do." He stroked over the wood. "It was… different." Tony huffed a laugh. "I love her." He demanded and breathed hard. "The first time I really love someone and then I lose her again… What did I do?! What did I do to deserve that?! Tell me Gibbs! What did I do?!" Tears ran down Tony's cheeks. "I loved her all the time… Since I first laid eyes on her. I never had this feeling…" He angrily whipped his eyes. "What did I do?!" He asked again.
Gibbs sighed. "It's not your fault."
"I didn't do anything to protect her! I just let it happen!"
"It's not your fault." Gibbs replied.
"I was happy! For a change I really was happy!"
Gibbs looked at the tear streaked face of his friend. He laid his hands on Tony's shoulders and then cupped Tony's neck. "I know what you're feeling." Gibbs said.
Tony began to sob uncontrollably and Gibbs pulled him against his chest.
"I want her back…"
"I know, I know."
Tony's tears soaked Gibbs' shirt, but Gibbs didn't mind. Tony needed him and he was damned if he didn't help him to make it through this.
"It's okay, Tony. It's okay." Gibbs soothingly stroked Tony's back.
After a while Tony took a steadying breath and pulled away from Gibbs.
"I'm sorry." Tony said and whipped his eyes again.
"You're going to be okay?" Gibbs asked.
"I think so. Thank you."
"You're more than welcome. You know that you can always come to me, if you need me, right?"
Tony nodded. "Thanks. I knew that I could trust you." He pointed to the whiskey bottle. "May I?"
"You may not. This won't help you."
"It would help me to forget."
"Not for long. Come one. Let's go upstairs. I'll tell you something."
AN: That's the first chapter. Want me to continue? Please tell me. Thanks for reading. ILU Greg
