I do not own NCIS, or any of it's characters.
Summary: Extraordinary things are happening to Tony that he can not explain. He must convince the team to believe him and convince himself that he is not mad. This is a fantasy story but the characters are for the most part in character. Has Tony/Gibbs father/son
Once again the NCIS team were at a crime scene this time it was for a dead Petty Officer. First Class Petty Officer Tarvit. It had happened in a parking lot at a very popular restaurant. Some where called Sophistication. Gibbs thought it was a pretty stupid name and was just happy with burben in a mug and some meat on a paper plate. Nothing fancy.
With this one everything seemed weird it was all hushed all around. Duck and Jimmy were examining the body, Tony was snapping pictures, Gibbs was looking around, McGee was bagging and tagging, and Ziva had the pleasure of talking to a grieving wife. Why did Gibbs always give her this job?
"When was the last time you've seen your husband, Mrs. Tarvit?"
She sniffled, "I really don't think I can talk about him right now."
"Please, Mrs. Tarvit, we have to know."
She shook her head, "In a little bit, but not now. Not with my husband lying dead in the same place that I am."
"Would you like to come back to NCIS with us to be questioned?" That was Ziva's only offer. She was not in the mood for any greiving woman at the moment.
Thankfully the women nodded her head and Ziva brought her to the car.
Ducky and Palmer had finished examining the body for now, "I say," said Ducky to Jethro, "I have no clue now but hopefully I will find them when I tale this man back to NCIS for closer examination."
This was not unusual to Gibbs. Every now and again this happened, but still something felt very off today.
Tony was going all around the parking lot taking picture of things that seemed relevant, and at this point not very much. But for some reason he found himself instinctively walking towards a particular spot, as if something was leading him there. Tony stopped at a spot by the building, there was nothing there but a toppled over trashcan that had probably been blown over by the wind they had last night. Tony picked it up and saw a weird symbol.
It is hard to describe, Tony had no idea how to. But it looked old and it looked very ancient. He didn't think it could be a gang symbol, but Tony wasn't sure, all he knew was that there was something about that symbol that had lured Tony to it. He took a picture of it. Very weird.
Tony heard the car and van start up so he hurried back and hopped into the front seat next to Gibbs.
"You find anything good DiNozzo?"
"Nothing much, boss," Tony did not want to tell what he had found, something was telling him not to. Gibbs started driving back to NCIS and Tony saw a women with brown hair sitting in the back seat that Ziva and McGee were trying to comfort. He then turned back and he didn't think that she had anything to do with the symbol. Tony had as Gibbs would say, a feeling in his gut that she was innocent. And that the symbol held muck more that that meets the eye.
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At NCIS.
The team went to work on First Class Petty Officer Tarvit and got some information on him. Tony found out that he was always a loner at school and never really participated in anything. He looked at the skinny teenager with brown curls, he was pale and rather boring. But his eyes were exciting and mysterious.
Ziva found out that he was also a loner when it came to his job, for she had called up a few of the people that he worked with.
McGee found out that he was a gifted painter because he had sold several of his own paintings on line, and that he always got straight A's and was rising quickly in his military ranks. This man had to of had a great work effic, there was no other way who could've achieved all of that another way.
Gibbs was down in the interrogation room talking to Tarvit's wife. So far she was the only suspect and from what Gibbs could tell she seemed innocent.
Tony was tired of researching about this man, and once again his body was taking him somewhere. It took him to the autopsy room. There was no Ducky and Palmer for it was now lunch time and they were probably eating. How could they eat after examining bodies all day?
Tony walked over to the table that had First Class Petty Officer Tarvit on it. He was still pale and had brown curls, just like in high-school. Though the palernes was probably from his being dead. But he could not see the brilliant eyes for the eyelids were covering it. It seemed as if Palmer and Ducky had not even started yet for he was not cut open of anything.
Tony blinked a couple of times, he couldn't believe it. The symbol that he found in the parking lot was on this man's forehead. Ducky and Palmer didn't notice this? Well neither did Tony because he remembered taking picture of his and there was not a symbol on Tarvit's forehead then.
Tony outstretched his hand. It was calling his name.
This is a differant story type than I usually write so I hope that it turned out good. Did I have everyone in character?
