Hello everyone! Well...Here it is (: My fist story EVER! I am so excited and hope it is decent... I'm kind of scared...0-0 lol. Anyway, please read and enjoy, and also make sure you leave a review for me!
*Disclaimer* I own nothing of NCIS
"Blood is thicker than water"
-German Proverb
Chapter 1~ The Arrival
Anthony DiNozzo was in the middle of an epic battle at the moment. It was something he was sure would go down in history books everywhere. He, the hero, Anthony Dimitri DiNozzo, was against...LovingCali516.
In an online game of War.
He stared intently at the screen, pushing almost every button within reach as he felt McGee glare at him from a couple feet away. The sound from his computer was probably annoying him…Which was half the fun of the game.
"Tony." he heard Ziva say in a strained voice from across him.
"Yeah?"
"Turn. It. Off." she hissed through gritted teeth and Tony could only imagine the look of pure hatred and annoyance on her face as he kept leaning towards the game, attempting to blast someone's head off.
"I'm getting closer to unlocking a new character though." he told her "So...I can't. Plus this game is supposed to release any violent energy I may be feeling."
"I'm feeling violent energy." snarled Ziva.
"Hey, I'm not sharing. Get your own." Tony told her and grinned in triumph as LovingCali516 fell. One point for the amazing DiNozzo. Tony stood up to take a bow as Ziva stared him down and Tim frowned at him from his desk. Oh, how he loved aggravating them...
With a sigh he sat back down, still slightly giddy with his current victory and smiled lovingly at his computer. It lasted only about a minute before the horrible realization hit him again: he was bored. Desperate, he quickly found something to do which he just knew would be amusing.
"Hey...McGee." he whispered and was rewarded with an aggravated look on his co-worker's face mixed in with pure exhaustion.
"What is it Tony?" Tim sighed and Tony paused for a second before whispering some more.
"Hey... McGee."
"What Tony?" came the annoyed reply.
"Guess what?" he carried out in a loud whisper and there was the distinct sound of a knife being whipped out and pounded against a desk threateningly, no doubt from the one and only (and obviously irritated) Ziva David.
"Do I want to know?" McGee sighed and looked over at Ziva for support but she was too busy glaring at Tony, twirling her knife in one hand as she watched him carefully through narrowed eyes.
"Guess what?" Tony asked with a small smirk, wondering just how far he would be able to push both of their nerves before one of them lost it.
"Fine. What?" McGee caved and Tony smiled before answering.
"I-" he began but was cut off by a sharp blow to the head. "OW!" Tony cried out and flung around to see Gibbs whack at McGee who was sniggering at him.
"Get back to work will you? Or do I just pay you here to sit around and do nothing?" he snapped at the two of them.
"Actually, you pay Tony to sit around and annoy us all. I wonder… Is he put here for a reason? Like some kind of distraction tool perhaps? Will this help us in a case or something? Because quite frankly I do not see the use of him too much, yes?"
"Oh, be careful Ziva." McGee supplied quickly as he and Tony recovered from the hit to the head "That is a lot of questions and we all know Tony can take so much." the two of them smirked as Gibbs gave them a warning look that didn't quite cover up the lines of amusement sketched along his face.
Grumbling, Tony flicked his computer back on and glared at the pile of paper work in front of him. It wasn't fair! It was Sunday for crying out loud! Why in the name of Warner Brothers were they here? He scowled at Gibbs who was sitting diagonally from him as he did his own work. Glancing around, Tony sighed after realizing that his worst fears were confirmed: there wasn't a single person in today aside from the four of them.
Why him?
After bullying himself into doing another hour of work Tony found himself almost wishing some crazy terrorist would come along just so he could get out of this place. Not that he wanted anyone dead… After debating for a couple minutes what he could do to make things more interesting (perhaps whistling the tune to "Small World" to bother Ziva?) a sharp ring from in front of him captured his interest. Why was he being called? Shrugging, he grabbed the black phone off of its cradle and held it to his ear.
"DiNozzo." he said biting the cap of his pen as he attempted to balance one of his case reports on his fingers.
"Agent DiNozzo this is security. You have a visitor down in the lobby. She has been checked for weapons and found clean. Should we send her up?" Tony frowned as he listened to the man on the other end of the line, the case report falling on his desk with a thud.
"Visitor? Who?" he asked, wondering for a horrible moment if his father decided this would be a convenient time to show.
"Uh...a Mia DiNozzo. Is she a relative?" the officer asked as Tony took a sip of his water. At the words he began to choke, gaining the attention of his co-workers.
"I...um...what?" he sputtered out. Mia? That was…Well…Impossible to put it lightly. Why would she be here? Or better yet, how the heck did she even know where he was? The last time he saw her…
"Mia Gema DiNozzo is her name... Agent DiNozzo?" the officer asked and Tony snapped his attention back on the phone.
"What? Oh, yeah...Um...Go ahead and send her up. I'll be um...Yeah." Tony got out and slammed the phone down. He quickly pushed back his chair, bouncing up in preparation to run to the elevator before his 'guest' came all the way to his desk. The last thing he needed was to draw attention the situation.
"DiNozzo! Where the Hell do you think you are going?" spat out Gibbs as he watched Tony scrambled around his desk.
"I'll only be a second boss." he promised "I just need to-" Tony tried to get the rest out but at that moment there was the sharp ring of the elevator and the doors opened. Stepping out stood a girl who looked around Tony's age, maybe a little older. Her hair was dark, curled and fell to around her shoulders with tanned skin and green eyes. She wore designer jeans, her shirt made out of a silk material as she marched in, her face looking somewhat angry and determined.
"Who's that?" Tony heard McGee mutter.
"Don't even think about it Probie." he sighed dejectedly as he watched the girl walk closer to him.
"Why? You got dibbs?" Tim asked mockingly, obviously trying to get a rise out of him and Tony glared warningly at him to back off. Ziva raised an eyebrow at the look but didn't comment.
"Anthony DiNozzo!" were the first words out of the girl's mouth as she approached, her eyes full of venom and clear fury.
"Well hi there Mia Fiorella." he replied calmly, using his favorite nickname for her to hopefully prevent the storm that was sure to come "You look kind of mad there... It wouldn't have to do with me would it? I mean, it's not like I've seen you within the past... What? Ten years perhaps?"
"And whose fault is that?" she snarled and slammed something down on his desk "Do you have any idea how long it took me to find you?"
"Find me? Why were you looking?" Tony asked, confusion overcoming him. Part of him had a suspicion of the answer but knew he didn't want to hear it.
"Phil got access to my family's medical files. I found that in there." she ground out, pointing to the thing she had flung on the table. Shit. Tony had a brief vision of his grave as he looked at Mia. He decided not to acknowledge what would now be known as 'his death' which lay on his desk and moved onto a safer topic.
"Phil? Who the Hell is Phil?" he asked and as expected, Mia rolled her eyes.
"My boyfriend. Now stop avoiding the topic. You-"
"Boyfriend? What happened to the last guy...Umm..." Tony snapped his fingers "Ah! Greg!"
"Scott. You missed three. Greg cheated on me so I dumped him, went for a guy named Peter, broke up with him, found a nice looking boy named Bryan but it turned out he was gay, so I moved onto Scott and got bored of him so now I am with Phil."
"All that happened?" Tony asked with a raised eyebrow and frowned at her.
"It's been over ten years Tony, that's honestly not a lot. Oh, and I didn't start to mention all my one night stands." she grinned and Tony smirked back.
"You know that I still have you beat. So do I get to meet this Phil? Or are you already planning a horrible break up with him?"
"Actually I- Damn. You distracted me again." she scowled at him.
"A talent of mine." Tony smiled at her and leaned so the files she placed on his desk were out of view. He already had a good idea what they were and thought it would be best to get them out of Mia's line of sight.
"Quit stalling." She snapped "Why the hell didn't you tell me?"
"Tell you what?" Tony asked feigning innocence.
"Oh I don't know...What about all these fractures, sicknesses, and sprains!" Mia said pushing him aside to grab the file "Hmm let's see... Burns, cuts...oh look here! You were shot a couple times!" she said her voice dripping with false calm "and... oh, look right here...You had the plague too. I suppose it just slipped your mind to mention it hmm? Didn't need to worry about telling me right?"
"Look Mia-" Tony sighed.
"Save it Anthony. I trusted you to at least put me as your next of kin or something. I figured you could call me when you got hurt. No, scratch that! I thought you would call me just because you could! It has been ten years and not Dad or I have heard an utter word from you! Then my stupid Jackass of an Uncle comes by telling us that he talked to you! Really? You talked to him before us? Really Tony?"
"It was safer for you to stay out of it!" Tony started in an attempt to defend himself but knew it was no use.
"Bullshit!" Mia shouted and it was suddenly brought to Tony's attention that all three of his co-workers were watching the conversation carefully.
"Maybe...We ought to go talk about this somewhere else." he said biting his lip as he looked at Ziva's interested expression.
"Shut up you." Mia muttered and step forward to the three remaining people in the room. "Sorry about that." she told them "I'm a little emotional right now..." there was a pause in which she threw a rather nasty look at Tony and then turned her attention back to his co-workers and forced a smile before pushing back a piece of her hair and addressing them all again.
"Anyway, I'm Mia DiNozzo. Tony's cousin. Nice to finally meet you."
Good? Bad? Any advice? Please tell me! Oh...and I do have a confession to make. So I haven't offically watched all the NCIS shows. I have recently become a fanatic, but can't find a place to watch the other seasons anywhere. Help? It has to be free and preferably something I don't have to download. If you guys have a website or something please tell me... I've kind of been going off of what I've learned so far... Thanks a million!
~XFixYouX