Very special agent Anthony Dinozzo milled around his apartment's kitchen, looking for something to eat. He had just gotten up and was a bit hung-over although he wouldn't admit that to himself. He had gone out drinking with some frat brothers the night before even though it was a Sunday night. Monday's were always hell anyways. He walked over to the kitchen table and unplugged his phone from the charger, switching it on. After setting it down, he had just grabbed a bowl and some cereal when his phone started buzzing from incoming messages. He sighed.

"Probably just Gibbs. And I might have given some chick my number, "he said to himself. He picked up the phone and started up his voicemail. "You have 3 unheard messages. 1st message at 5:30 A.M." Tony raised an eyebrow quizzically as he heard a young girl's voice.

"Hey, Tony it's me. I know you're probably not up right now but I'm so excited for today! I couldn't sleep. I've had all my clothing packed up since last week! Well, I'll call you again later, Bye!"

Tony rubbed his temple, why couldn't he remember what this was all about… the next message was just about the same as the first. Then Tony clicked to the 3rd message. "3rd message at 6:32 A.M" Tony glanced at the clock on the wall. 6:45.

"Hey, Tony me again but I just wanted to tell you that I just got on the bus a few minutes ago and I'm on my way! I can't wait to meet all of your friends at work that you've been telling me so much about. I'll be there in about 20 minutes. See you soon!"

All of sudden Tonys hangover dissipated instantly as his memory returned and hit him like a ton of bricks. He ran to his closet throwing on some pants and his Ohio State shirt, and sprang toward the living room. He scooped up his magazines and trash and threw them all into the garbage without thinking. (He would probably regret throwing out those issues of GSM later.) He had just finished scooping up his DVD's when there was a knock on the door.

"Just a second!" he called finally just giving up on finding a good place to toss them, and just threw them on his bed. He ran back and yanked the door open. Standing in front of him was probably the sweetest, brown haired; thirteen year old you'd ever meet.

"Tony!"

"Amy!" He scooped her up in his arms into a big bear hug before setting her down. Amy hugged him right back, keeping him close.

"Oh, Tony I missed you so much. Mom and Dad have been dying to see you again. How've you been?"

"Ah, just fine little cousin. Don't get all worried. And I've missed you too."

He let Amy go, so she could bring her bags inside. As Tony watched her set her stuff on the couch, he felt ashamed of himself for almost forgetting about Amy's visit. He had promised her for months that he would take her to work for a week so she could meet everybody and spend some more time with him. Amy's parents, Aunt Jill and Uncle (Navy Captain) Dave, had always been great to Tony. Since Jill was Anthony Sr's sister, she knew he wasn't very fatherly when he was with Tony. Jill had taken Tony under her wing, taking him on vacations, buying him toys, and just spoiling him like a nephew. Even after she had gotten married to Dave and had Amy, she still never faltered to include Tony as part of their family. And even though Dave was away on duty most of the time, he still was a great uncle and father. Tony loved spending time with Amy, her really did. She was a great kid. Smart, kind, funny, and even artistic. In some ways she often reminded him of Kate, which made Tony's heart sink. The brown hair, her sass, and the way she could draw…

"Tony. Snap out of it," said Amy snapping her fingers in front of Tony's eyes. Tony blinked a few times and pulled Amy into another hug. Amy was caught off guard and after a second or two, returned the hug. Tony breathed. "Come on man. Be strong," he thought.

"Sorry. I just kind of needed that."

"It's okay."

"So, you excited to meet everybody at work?"

"Absolutely!" Amy broke the hug and ran to grab her messenger bag, which was bulging under the weight of her art supplies and books. "And I especially can't wait to meet that Ziva girl you're always talking about." She turned to face Tony and winked, a slight pink shade of blush starting to grace his cheeks.

So how was it? I would really like to continue this story but I'm going to wait for some reader feedback before I keep going. :)

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