A/N: I am going to go ahead and clear up any confusion now. To anyone who follows me or was following "Crashing Down" before. The original story was deleted by the FF admins due to somebody reporting me for violence and inappropriate content for the rating. As a result the original story was pulled and my account was suspended which is why I didn't update on Saturday. Needless to say I have learned my lesson and will be more careful about the ratings I use from now on. I was warned before and have no real excuse. I know that rape and violence are trigger warnings and should have respected the Fan-fiction readers feelings over my wish for more readers. Anyway the only difference in this story is that the rating is now "M".

Even though he didn't act like it, Tony DiNozzo considered himself a very fortunate person. He had a great job, great co-workers who were more like family than co-workers. Especially his boss Gibbs who was also like a second father to him. In his early days with NCIS, Gibbs had been his father but now he had patched things up with Senior. Giving him two father's who clearly cared for him. His life was almost perfect. OK maybe not perfect he had his share of pain. His mom died when he was eight. His dad abandoned him at a boarding school when he was twelve. Every girl he had loved had broken his heart either through death or walking away. His team family had come to the edge more times than he cared to remember in his thirteen years on the team. He had seen people he cared about hover between life and death and walk away. He had three cars destroyed because of his job. He had gotten the freaking plague and screwed up his lungs for life but he survived. He had always survived. Then came his dad's wedding. The wedding he had spent months and a good chunk of his savings planning. He had put his heart and soul into it. He had found the perfect menu, decorations, and location for the wedding. He had even helped pick out the suits for his dad and his groom's men and his soon to be step-mom and her bride's maids. He had done everything except plan the date and location. Senior had already planned the date when he told him. Tony didn't blame his dad for that though. It was his wedding after all. It was the invitations that seemed strange to Tony. With the help of McGee he had found a website for an Italian printer that printed the invitations on fine paper and used real gold in the ink. It was expensive but Tony thought his dad would love it. When he called Senior though. He told him that they had already ordered invitations. Tony just shook it off and moved on. It wasn't a big deal. He got his invitation RSVP'd, bought his suit, and asked for the time off with Gibbs and Vance. The director had given him the full week off. So he could enjoy New York and get some much deserved down time. When the big weekend arrived he left Kate and Ziva with the Palmer's and headed up to New York for a week of fun, food, relaxation, and of course a huge wedding. He arrived to his hotel outside the Hamptons at seven-thirty Friday night. He pulled into the parking lot and parked in the closest spot he could find. He only had two bags so there was no sense messing with a cart or bellhop. He picked up his phone to check the memo he had made with the information his dad had given him and saw that he had a missed call from Gibbs.

"Hey Boss. Am I needed back in DC?"

"No Tony, there are no threats to national security. Enjoy your week off. I was just calling to make sure you arrived safely."

"Yeah I am fine, just pulled into the hotel actually."

"Great well take pictures and come by when you get back."

"Will do Boss."

"Bye Tony."

"Bye Boss."

Tony climbed out of his car and walked into the hotel. He skipped as he walked a full week in a luxury hotel with the first two days all expenses paid. He could not imagine a better vacation. Especially since he would only be summoned back to DC. If national security was at stake. Even then Gibbs and Vance had promised to only call him back if it was desperate If thousands of agents were compromised or something desperate like that. He knew that he must look ridiculous a grown man skipping and smiling like an idiot but he didn't care. Even though he was fortunate and the class clown of Team Gibbs. it was rare for him to be this genuinely happy. He stopped at the desk, rang the bell and waited for somebody to come and get him checked and in and give him his room key.

"May I help you?" The manager asked.

"I am checking in." Tony replied.

"Great may I see your credit card?" The manager asked.

"Oh I am with a wedding party." Tony replied.

"The Montana-Lurden wedding?" The manager asked.

"No DiNozzo-Rosatono." Tony replied.

"Oh I'm sorry that was last weekend." The manager apologized.

"No it's tomorrow." Tony corrected.

"No it was last weekend." The manager argued.

"No it's this weekend." Tony retorted.

"With all due respect sir you have no evidence. I however have the information right here on my computer." The manager contradicted.

"I have the invitation right here." Tony replied handing the manager his invitation.

"This is weird your invitation says this weekend but my computer and every invitation I looked at last weekend said August thirtieth. I guess Mr. DiNozzo really didn't want you to attend his wedding. I am sorry. I hope he wasn't too important to you." The manager apologized. He had genuine sympathy in his eyes.

"I'm his son." Tony croaked.

"oh sir I am so sorry. If there is anything I can do let me know. Of course I can't give you a free room but maybe room service on the house or free mini bar?" The manager offered. He clearly had no idea what to do in this situation.

"No it's fine. I am going." Tony replied it wasn't his dad's wedding. He had no business there.

Tony picked his bags back up and dashed from the hotel. He was relived that the lobby was pretty much empty except for a couple of college kids who looked like they were too stoned to even register where they were. He could not remember the last time he was this humiliated probably in boarding school if ever. He felt dizzy, sick, and betrayed. He tried to step off the curb but stumbled and ended up falling on his ass. Back on to the side of the curb. He was literally in the gutter. His father was right he did end up in the gutter. His father... what was that about? He was sure that Senior had changed but obviously he was not. He was exactly the same as he always was. Tony felt a sudden vibration in his pocket. He fumbled around until he was able to retrieve his phone. Jimmy was calling.

"Hello?"

"Tony are you OK?"

"Fine"

"OK well uh I was just calling to let you know Breena's cousin is having a c-section on Saturday. Down in North Carolina. We are leaving Friday afternoon. So our neighbor is going to keep Kate and Ziva for you Friday night. She has plans Saturday afternoon around three but if you aren't back by then. She is going to leave them on my counter. Do you still have my key?"

"I do but I don't need it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah I am coming home tonight."

"Why? What happened?"

"Nothing happened! Why would you think something happened?!"

"Because you are skipping your dad's wedding."

"Things fell through OK?!"

"Oh well I am sorry and tell your dad I am sorry for him too."

"Yeah thanks Autopsy Gremlin."

Tony hung up and slammed his phone down on the ground. The screen shattered but he didn't care he could get another one. Material things meant nothing right now. He placed his head in his hands and cried. Not caring who saw or what they thought. Nothing mattered right now. His father had betrayed his trust again. He didn't think that things could get any worse. Little did he know he was wrong. Very... very wrong. His whole life was about to fall apart.

A/N: Poor Tony this is probably the worst thing Senior has done. How can his life get any worse? New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.