HE SAVED ME
Tony saves a woman one day that completely turns his life upside down and inside out.
CHAPTER ONE - NOT LIKE THE OTHERS
Tony DiNozzo finally decided to call it quits at around nine on Friday night. It was an extremely easy open-and-shut case; however, he just wanted to get some extra paperwork done before the new week started. He grabbed his backpack and the rest of his belongings before he went to catch the elevator.
Inside he saw an African-American female looking just as tired as he felt. They nodded to each other in greeting. They got off at the parking deck and said their goodnights.
As Tony got his keys out of his pockets he heard a scream. He ran towards the scream and found the woman from the elevator fighting off her attacker.
"Hey!" Tony yelled dropping his bag by his car and quickly ran to the woman on the ground. The attacker, not wanting to get caught, shoved the woman's head into the hood of her truck and took off running. Tony quickly took out his cell phone to call security and gave a quick description of the attacker. He soon made his way over to the woman. "Hey," he whispered softly as he bent down. He started to pat her face gently with the back of his hand until she began to regain consciousness. "Are you okay?"
The woman looked up at Tony with blurry eyes and nodded her head very slowly, "yeah, I think so."
"Come on," Tony said as he tried to stand her up, "we need to get you to a hospital."
"Uh no thank you," she replied getting her bearings just a little bit and trying to get to her feet with Tony's help. "I've kind of have a phobia of hospitals since I was little, besides it's just a bump. I just need to take a couple of…" she never got to finish her sentence because she had passed out yet again.
Tony easily caught her before she hit the ground for the second time that night and tried to figure out what he should do. He obviously couldn't take her to the hospital and he didn't know where she lived since they had just met. The only other option he had left was to take her to his place. He grabbed her backpack from the ground and shifted her weight so that he was carrying her bridal style back to his car. He put her in the passenger seat and buckled her up. Just as he grabbed his own bag he got a call from security. They had found the attacker and Tony gave further instructions to keep him locked up until Monday. He threw both bags into the backseat, got in and drove off to his place.
When Tony got to his bedroom, he placed the woman into his bed and placed two aspirins and a glass of water on the nightstand. He took off her shoes and placed them at the foot of the bed. He grabbed a pair of pajamas from his dresser and quietly left. He changed in the bathroom and then proceeded to crash on the couch.
The next morning, the woman woke up with the worst migraine imaginable. She was in both shock and confusion from waking up in an unknown location until she remembered what had happened the night before and the fact that she was still in her same clothes relaxed her quite a bit. She looked around the bedroom and noticed the aspirin and glass of water on the nightstand. She quickly took the medication, slowly got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom.
She noticed her rescuer sleeping quite unsoundly on the couch. She looked around the apartment, walked into the kitchen and started to make some breakfast.
Tony woke up about twenty minutes later to the smell of breakfast and coffee. He got off the couch, popped his back, and walked toward the kitchen. There he saw his houseguest making a big breakfast. He leaned against the counter and just watched her. She put the sausage on a plate, grabbed the still warm pancakes from the microwave and turned to put the food on the table. As she turned around she noticed Tony staring at her. She smiled at him and proceeded to put the food on the dining room table.
"Just a small thank you for last night," she replied gesturing to breakfast and then went back to the kitchen to get the eggs and coffee. She turned back and noticed Tony still staring at her. "Sit down," she said as she put the food down.
Tony was about to grab the plate of toast but was stopped as she playfully smacked his hand with the plastic spatula. "Please, sit." She said as she grabbed the plate of toast, butter and jam from the fridge and honey from the pantry. Tony took his seat just as his guest came back with the rest of breakfast.
They ate breakfast with talk in-between bites. Tony found out that her name is Irene Daniels and she worked down in Computer Crimes. He also found out that her attacker was her ex-boyfriend of five years and that he had left her at the altar two years ago.
After breakfast was done, Tony quickly changed into jeans and an Ohio State shirt and offered her a ride back to work. He parked right next to her Nissan Titan and saw her off.
That was about six months ago and during that time Tony and Irene started seeing each other. At first they would run into each other in the elevator, and then it turned to lunch out. Tony even ventured down to Computer Crimes to pick her up a few times. His first time down there was a day that neither would forget.
One day, Director Vance called Irene up to his office. She got up from her computer and walked to the elevator. She walked out and into the bullpen and her eyes immediately found Tony's. Since Tony was in the middle of a sentence as she walked out of the elevator, when she smiled at him his sentence started to slow down and then it stopped all together.
Gibbs turned around and glared at Tony who was still staring at Irene as she walked up the stairs leading to the Director's office. Gibbs smacked Tony in the back of his head and Tony quickly snapped his attention back to the case.
"So Tony," Ziva started that night as they were looking for leads in their case, "who is she and how come you never talked about her?"
Tony looked up at his co-worker then went back to his computer. "Her name is Irene Daniels and she works downstairs in Computer Crimes."
Ziva nodded and looked over at Tim. They both got up from their desks and walked over to Tony's. "Computer Crimes?" Tim asked highly surprised.
"Yea, so," Tony asked not bothering to look up at his co-workers surrounding his desk. He knew that they were going to be like this once they found out. He wasn't hiding her from them; he just didn't want to talk about her like all the others.
Just as they were about to start asking more questions, Irene stepped up beside Ziva. "You ready to go?" Irene looked over to his co-workers and offered them a smile. "Hello, I'm Irene Daniels." She said offering her hand.
Ziva took her hand, "Ziva David and this is Timothy McGee." Irene let go of Ziva's hand and then took Tim's.
Tony had gathered his things as introductions were being made and got up from his desk. "Night guys," he said as Irene grabbed his hand and led him to the elevator.
After that night, Ziva and Tim tried to bring Irene closer but she kept everyone at arm's length. She wasn't trying to be mean or selfish; she just didn't want to get hurt again.
After her ex had left her at the altar in Georgia she had moved up there to Virginia. She rarely spoke to her family that still lived in Georgia but when she did, it usually ended in a shouting match over the simplest of things. She would say goodbye to her family, hang up the phone and then cry herself to sleep. Luckily for her, they only called about once every six months to a year or so.
She left most of her friends as well as his back down in Georgia as well. When she would talk to them, she made sure never to tell them where she was. They knew that she was in Virginia because of her area code but she didn't tell anyone where she lived. Her ex, she found out a week after her attack, was charged with assaulting a federal agent and resisting arrest which gave him around fifteen years of jail time.
When Tony and Irene started going out, Tony was amazed at the fact that she didn't go to the movies as often as he did. However, she was awfully skilled at video games. She could easily kick his ass at any shooter game he brought over. When they didn't stay home playing video games or watching movies, they would go out dancing.
In the last two and a half years of Irene living in Virginia she managed to make friends with the all the bouncers at the one club that she visited frequently once a month. Tony was a bit hesitant at first to go out but was always rewarded with a smile she gave him while she was out on the dance floor. He knew a little of her past, and the fact that her family viewed her as the black sheep of the family - which he could easily relate to. He knew that her family's actions always upset her greatly so when he was able to make her smile, it was worth it.
One day while Abby was working on a really sophisticated hack/virus that was in a Pentagon computer she had to go over to Computer Crimes since McGee was out in the field and she had already spent five hours on it by herself. As she knocked on the door a female voice told her to enter. Abby opened the door, and ignoring all the guys staring after her, made her way to the only female in the room.
"I have a bit of a problem," Abby started as she pulled up a chair and sat next to the woman. Abby told the woman about the hack/virus she found and the woman soon began work on the hack. She pulled a few CDs from her desk and booted up her second computer.
About fifteen minutes after Abby sat down Irene had already fixed the breach and was now working on tracking the origin of the hack. As Irene was working, Abby was snooping around Irene's desk. She noticed the nameplate and Abby started to get excited. "You're Irene Daniels! I mean I knew that you worked down here it just didn't click until now," Abby rushed out as she got up and started to pace back and forth behind Irene.
Irene tried to keep her eyes on Abby but it was a bit difficult with her pacing behind her back. She turned her chair around as the computer started its search of the hack's origins. "I am, but what does that have to do with anything?"
Abby stopped pacing and starred at Irene like she had just grown an extra head. "You're Tony's girlfriend!" Abby squealed.
Irene shifted uncomfortably in her chair at her words and was about to respond when her computer gave a ding. She turned back to the computer and printed out her findings and made a copy of the hack onto a jump drive. "That's everything I was able to get."
Abby nodded and took the information Irene had given her. She bent down and gave Irene a hug. "We should definitely hang out sometime," she offered as she took her leave before Irene could say anything in protest.
That Saturday night Abby had called, after getting her number from Tony, and asked if she wanted to go dancing. Irene was a bit hesitant to agree but after a few minutes of Abby begging she finally agreed to go out. As soon as she had gotten off of the phone with Abby, she had quickly called Tony and told him that she had to cancel dinner with him tonight because Abby had wanted to go out. Tony was a bit put down but was fine with her going out with Abby.
Abby knocked on her apartment door two minutes after she had been buzzed up.
Irene was dressed up in a pair of black, tight flare jeans and a red corset top. She put on some small chains that ran from belt loop to belt loop. Irene opened the door just as she put on a leather arm band on her left wrist. She was a bit surprised as she saw Ziva standing there with Abby. "Come on in."
Ziva and Abby made their way into the apartment as Irene excused herself to grab her shoes from the bedroom.
Ziva was dressed in a pair of fitting jeans and a red sweater. She had her brown work boots and had her Star of David showing over her sweater. Abby had on one of her famous miniskirts with a black, form-fitting Emily t-shirt. She had on her own chains, spiked collar and leather wristbands as well as her platform boots.
Irene came back out five minutes later wearing a pair of high-heeled boots. She led her pure white, Siberian husky, Max, to the balcony, gave her food and water and walked back inside to the living room. "So, where are we going?" She asked as she was putting on her watch on her right wrist.
Abby and Ziva gave her a knowing smile before they escorted her out of the apartment arm-in-arm.
Next Saturday afternoon Irene called Tony and asked if he wanted to go to the shooting range with her. Tony agreed and they met at an indoor range within the city about twenty minutes later.
Irene was already downstairs on the lane by the time Tony got there. Tony looked at her target and was a bit surprised at her tight grouping to the head and chest. "Where did you learn to shoot like that?"
Irene brought her target to her and brought it down staring at nothing but the target. "My uh, uncle showed me after I had moved up here. He wanted me to make sure I could defend myself." She answered as she moved out of the way.
"Your uncle huh, remind me not to meet him." He replied as a joke as he set his target and sent it down the lane. He took his service pistol from his holster, loaded the clip and loaded a round into the chamber.
"Uh…you kind of already have." She mumbled under her breath.
"I have huh? Who is he?" Tony asked offhandedly as he sighted his weapon.
"Uh…Leon Vance."
"Leon Vance?" Tony exclaimed completely surprised missing the target completely. He turned his attention to Irene as he placed his weapon on the counter. "Leon Vance? As in Director Leon Vance?"
Irene started to chew her lips as Tony stared down at her. It took about five minutes of uncomfortable silence before she started to speak. "The following Monday after Andre had gotten arrested he called me into his office. He wanted to know what had happened after you took me out of the parking lot." She continued to chew her lips as she soon found the floor fascinating. "I asked him I asked him not to make a big deal out of things, especially after we had started dating, soon after that, and he hasn't. I should probably go." She whispered out the last bit as she grabbed her gun, clicked the safety back on and fled back up the stairs and was gone before Tony could even blink. I knew I shouldn't have gotten close to him. I shouldn't have let things get so far out of hand. She berated herself as she threw her bag into her trunk and sped off just as Tony burst through the door yelling after her.
When Irene got to her apartment she immediately called her uncle. "Hello, Uncle Vance," she started as soon as he answered the phone.
"Irene? Is something the matter?" Vance asked as he looked up from the files on his desk, with that ever present toothpick in his mouth.
"No, nothing's wrong. I was just wondering if I could take this week off," she asked chewing on her bottom lip.
Vance contemplated this as he leaned in his chair. "Did you talk to your supervisor yet?"
"No, he was going to be my next call."
"Well, if he doesn't object then I guess I'm not going to either. But I do have to ask, does this have anything to do with DiNozzo?"
Irene took a brief pause before answering. "No…well…not entirely. It's not a big deal uncle; I just need a couple of days off to recharge my batteries, so to speak."
Vance gave a sigh before he answered, "you can have the week since it's been pretty quiet for your department anyways, and I won't say anything to him yet, but I will later."
"Thank you uncle," she nodded as she said her goodbyes and hung up the phone.
Tony left another message on Irene's home voicemail three nights later from work when Gibbs had went to talk to Abby.
"Is everything alright?" Ziva asked as Tony hung up the phone.
"No," Tony replied.
"What happened?" Tim asked looking up towards Tony.
Tony raked his hands through his hair. "She told me that her uncle is Director Vance and ran out before I could even get to say anything. Now she won't return my calls and I have a bad feeling that Vance might can me any day now.
"Tony, I doubt that he's going to…"
"DiNozzo! My office! Now!" Director Vance shouted down to the bullpen.
Tony made a motion that screamed told-you-so as Ziva and Tim gave him sympathetic looks. Tony got up and walked up the stairs without another word.
"Where is Tony going?" Gibbs asked as he came back to the bullpen and noticed Tony on the top stair.
"Uh, Director Vance called him up for a meeting. I believe it's personal." Ziva answered as she and Tim went back to work.
Tony closed the door behind him as he entered the Director's office. "Would you happen to know why my niece is taking a week off of work?" Vance asked as he stood in front of his desk with his arms crossed in front of him.
Tony visibly winced at the question. "She told me that you are her uncle three days ago, and even though I kind of freaked out just a bit, before I could even say anything else she was out the door." Tony informed the Director.
Leon nodded his head, went around his desk and sat down in his chair. He told Tony to leave and Tony was out the door without another word. Leon chuckled as Tony left his office, he may have promised his niece that he wasn't going to make a big deal about it, but that didn't mean he couldn't make the boy squirm just a little bit. Leon picked up his phone and proceeded to call his niece to arrange dinner tomorrow night.
Back downstairs in the bullpen Tony sat down back at his desk but knew he wasn't going to be able to concentrate.
"I see you didn't get fired." Tim said happily.
"No, I'm still here, though I do need you guys to cover for me tonight." Tony rushed out as he grabbed his things and ran to the elevator before Gibbs got back. Ziva and Tim shared a brief glance at each before they each went back to work.
Tony easily slipped in the doors to the apartment complex just as a guy was walking out. He ran up the three flights of stairs and started to bang on Irene's door.
Irene - wearing red satin shorts, red tank top and a blue Japanese robe - turned off the television from the crappy romance movie she was watching and then opened the door just a little bit and stared up at Tony. "What is it Tony?" She asked opening the door a bit wider and leaned on the door.
Tony brought his hand up to cup her face as he noticed that she had recently stopped crying. He brushed her cheek with his thumb and then leaned in and kissed her deeply. He kicked the door closed and reached back to lock it all without letting their lips part from one another. He then backed her up to wall adjacent to his left and pinned her there. He quietly and unnoticeably took off her robe. When he took off her tank top he actually growled at the fact he had another piece of clothing to take off. His lips then latched onto her left shoulder as his right hand slid her bra strap down.
"Tony…" she started to say.
"Hm," he acknowledged. His left hand went to her right thigh and brought it up to wrap around his waist. As he did that his lips went back to hers and she gasped as his hand continued upwards. Tony took the opportunity to delve his tongue into her mouth. Apparently, whatever she was going to say escaped her as she wound her own arms around his neck.
Max lifted her head from her pillow on the living room floor and looked at the two before she placed her head back down trying to go back to sleep.
Tony hoisted her up and her legs wrapped around his waist for support as he rounded the kitchen counter and walked into the bedroom on his left taking off his coat, jacket and shoes along the way. He eased her down onto her king-sized bed and deftly took off her bra and flung it off the side of her bed. He trailed his kisses down her jaw and down her shoulder before he stopped above her right breast.
He started to tease her by blowing softly on the mound before her nipple hardened and once it did, he devoured the whole breast making her scream out his name. He nudged her legs apart with his knee and his left hand went up her leg and then down taking her shorts and black, lace panties down as well. He brought his left hand back up to her entrance and was very pleased at the moisture he found there. He soon detached his mouth and watched as he slid a finger in and he smiled as she squealed in delight. He slid his finger in deeper and he soon found her swollen bundle of nerves and her body went completely rigid before it started to seize.
He slid a second finger in as his thumb started to rub circles on her clit. His fingers continued to move, spreading and circling her, for about five minutes before she started to fight off her orgasm. Tony frowned at her reaction and he leaned in close to her ear. "Come for me baby," he whispered the order in her ear.
His words and warm breath that close was enough for her as she tensed and arched her back as she came nice and hard on his fingers. As she came she gave out an animalistic growl and his frown turned around at the sound. He removed both his fingers and brought them slowly to his mouth as he sucked each digit. "Delicious," he muttered more to himself that to her.
Irene, who had just gotten control back over her body, growled up at Tony. Before Tony could turn his attention back to his girl she bucked against him and then proceeded to roll them both over so that she was now on top.
Tony, after realizing what had happened, chuckle at the new position. "Not used to being on bottom, but I'm up for it." He joked as he placed his hands on her hips.
"Payback's a bitch Tony," she simply told him as she yanked off his tie and then ripped open his Armani dress shirt sending buttons flying in every direction. Tony was about to protest at his shirt being destroyed but stopped suddenly as she gave him a look that said not-a-damn-word. Tony immediately clamped his mouth shut.
She nodded her head at his reaction and then went about her way kissing and licking her way down his chest. She stopped at his then started to take them off. She started with the belt then she unbuttoned his pants and undid his fly. She pushed his pants and boxers down and off reveal is full blown erection to her. Her head lowered and she licked the underside of his shaft before she took him all in. As his dick rested near the back of her throat she gave a low hum causing him to feel the vibrations.
"Fu…" Tony moaned out not able to complete his sentence.
Irene gave one last hum before she kissed her way back up his body. She was now straddling him as she looked down on him smirking.
"Oh, you think that's funny huh?" Tony asked as he rolled them back over so that he was once again on top. He pinned both hands above her as he nuzzled the side of her neck. He kneed her legs apart once again before he slowly slid in.
Irene's scream was a mixture of both pain and pleasure. It's been awhile - say three years awhile - and her dry spell was now over at the feeling of Tony being inside her, filling her, just felt way too damn good.
Tony held himself above her, giving her a chance to adjust. Not having to wait very long, as her legs wrapped around his waist encouraging him to continue. He set a steady pace with deep thrusts, which has her bucking her hips to meet his.
"Fuck Tony," she managed to gasp out.
He leaned back down to capture his lips with his. Irene took his bottom lip into her mouth sucking it as Tony gave a moan of approval. Once he had his lip back he pushed his tongue in its place. His right hand came down her side and in-between them finding her clit once more, rubbing it until it became too much for her.
It only took one moment, and in that moment her body tensed and arched as her second orgasm ripped through her body.
Tony came right behind her as he felt her inner walls clamp down around him and he emptied himself inside of her with her name on his lips. Tony soon collapsed heavily on the bed and pulled her close to him even as her shockwaves were still present. Tony kissed the back of her neck as they both rested for a minute before they started all over again and into the early morning.
Irene woke up to Max licking her hand which had fallen over the bed some time during the night. She groggily looked over at her alarm clock and noticed that it was well past noon. Good thing I took this whole week off. She mused to herself with a sleepy smile.
She got out of bed, in her birthday suit, and walked to her closet and pulled out another robe. She then walked into the kitchen and filled Max's bowls with both food and water. She then filled a bowl with cereal and walked into her living room.
Her house phone rang and she got up to answer it.
"About time you answered the phone, sleepy-head," Tony joked as she answered the phone.
"Well good afternoon to you to."
"Hey, I was just wondering if you wanted to come to dinner with me."
"Actually I can't," Irene answered as she got up the couch and put her empty bowl in the sink. "Uncle Leon already invited me to dinner last night before you came over." She explained to him. "Maybe you should come with me?"
Tony stayed silent not wanting to upset her again like he did earlier in the week.
Irene, on the other hand, took his silence for rejection, even after last night, and quickly regretted inviting him. "It was only a suggestion; you don't have to come if you don't want to." She had him earnestly.
Tony scrubbed his face and shook his head even though he knew she couldn't see him. "No, no, I'll be there." He told her.
Irene smiled into the phone at his answer. "Okay, well I'll call and tell him that you're coming and I'll let you know where the restaurant is later."
"Alright, well I'll pick you up at 7:30 then." Tony said before the both hung up the phone after saying their goodbyes.
As soon as Tony hung up his phone his head banged down on his desk, repeatedly.
"What is the matter now?" Ziva asked once the banging stopped about five minutes after it had started. "I thought you kissed and made out last night."
"It's made up Ziva, and yes we did," Tony said hiding a smile before looking up at his coworker.
"Then what's the problem?" Tim asked.
"Oh, there's no problem," Tony replied with a slight grimace. "I was just invited out to dinner with Irene and Director Vance tonight."
"Well then we just have to make sure that we all leave here early, isn't that right DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked as he came around the corner and sat down at his desk.
"Right Boss," Tony said a bit surprised. "But I'm sure if you need me to stay that they'll understand, right?"
Gibbs smiled to himself before he looked over at Tony, "and have the Director down my neck for keeping you? I don't think so." He went back to his computer. "Oh and tell Irene I said hello."
Tony was pacing his bedroom as he got ready for dinner with Irene and the Director. Calm down Tony, he coached himself as he stopped pacing at the foot of his bed. It's only dinner with Irene and her uncle.
Yea, her uncle who just happens to be the Director of NCIS and your boss's boss. Another voice chimed in with a little chuckle. Who just happens to be close enough to Gibbs to actually introduce him to her.
Shut up! He ordered the other voice. None of that matters! He shouted to the other voice. Great, now I'm arguing with myself. Just great, he thought with a chuckle of his own.
Ironically it took a couple of shakes of his head to actually clear his mind of anymore thoughts that tried to surface. He then left the bedroom in favor of a shower.
After his shower he stood in his closet wrapped in a white towel. He had decided to go with a pair of black slacks a white dress shirt and a brown dinner jacket. He then put on his socks and shoes, grabbed his keys and coat and left his apartment.
Tony knocked on her apartment door around 7:30 just as he had said. Irene smiled at his distinctive knock as she put on her first earring. She opened the door and Tony just gaped at her. Irene was wearing a tight red, strapless dress that hugged her curves perfectly and flared at her knees.
"Wow," he breathed out after he had looked her up and down. She moved away from the door as she grabbed her second earring from the kitchen counter. Tony came into the apartment and locked the door behind him just as Irene went into the bedroom for her shoes.
"Where's Max?" Tony called out as he took a seat on the brown suede couch.
"She's already outside on the patio," Irene answered back.
Tony snapped his attention from the window to his left to her as he heard her enter the living room once more. And if it wasn't for the fact that Tony was sitting down already, he would have dropped to a knee. Irene had put on a pair of red, strappy stilettos to go with the dress.
"Maybe we should call your uncle and postpone dinner for tonight." He suggested with a smile.
Irene fluffed her long wavy hair as she put on a diamond heart pendant she had gotten from her uncle for her birthday last year. She smiled as she walked over and stood in front of him. "You want to postpone dinner with my uncle?"
Tony reached out and both hands went to either side of her hips as he pulled her down to straddle his lap. "Well yeah," he answered with a smile as his hand went to the back of her head brought it down for a kiss.
They made out for about five minutes before she reluctantly got up off of Tony lap. She reached down and hauled Tony up as she went to the kitchen to grab her purse and coat from the counter. They soon left the apartment and Irene locked the door behind them.
Irene and Tony arrived at the Japanese restaurant Kotobuki and the hostess showed them to their table where Leon and Jackie Vance were already there and waiting. They took their seats and the waiter came by about a minute later. They ordered their drinks and appetizers and then started on the small talk for the evening.
