"Inferno"- An NCIS Fan-Fic

Summary: A Naval Officer that lives in the apartment above Tony's is killed after a firebomb is hurled through the window, and the dead body falls through the floor, into Tony's living room. As the team investigates the murder, Charity allows Tony to stay with her, despite what her upbringing dictates. The second story in my "Sweet Charity" series. Includes OC's.

Characters: Tony D.

Rating: T (for action, some language, and adult situations)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of NCIS… it belongs to people with way more money than I! I'm just playing with the characters for a bit!

Prologue

It was shortly after three in the morning, and NCIS Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo was still awake. This was not unusual for the Senior Field Agent, as he did his best case work at night. However, on this particular night, he was not working. He had been watching his "Magnum, P.I." DVD's, and lost track of the time. As he shut off his TV and Blu-Ray player, he began to smell an unusual, but familiar scent. Who would be grilling at this time of night, he wondered to himself. Shortly after he had smelled the smoke, he could see it, curling across the ceiling. All of a sudden, the ceiling gave way, and a piece of furniture crashed through, landing in the middle of the agent's living room. Fire ripped across what would have been the floor of the second story apartment above him, spreading to the walls. Pieces of the ceiling had fallen, burning Tony. He had started to dial 911, but then realized that the object that had landed in his living room was not a piece of furniture; rather, it was a body burned beyond recognition- except for the Naval dog tags still intact around the scorched officer's neck. Tony cancelled the call to 911, and instead stepped out into the hallway to call his boss, NCIS Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

"Uh, hey boss," Tony said nervously, "I didn't mean to wake you, but you need to come to my place immediately."

"Why's that?" the older agent asked.

"There's a dead Naval Officer burning in my living room."

"I'll call the team," Gibbs replied. "Call 911 immediately."

"Yes, Boss."

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