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This is a crossover with an amazing film 'Drop Dead Fred' - watch the trailer on youtube or look it up on wikipedia or something if you've never heard of it :)
Tony gaped at the man in front of him. He was rather thin, and of medium height, wearing a bright green suit with yellow trousers. He had ice blue eyes (Like Gibbs' Tony thought suddenly) and bright ginger hair. He closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to get rid of it. Instead, when he opened his eyes, the man was yelling at the top of his voice,
"Where are we? This definitely isn't a room in the Dragon's house!" Tony closed his eyes again. This was what both he and Fred had referred to his Father as (Only when he'd been out of earshot).
I'm dreaming, Tony thought wildly, It's just the influence of Coral's death, I just dreamt him up again,
"I don't live there anymore Fred," He said softly, "I grew up, moved out. I've got a job and everything." He didn't know why he was even going along with this. Ok, last night he'd admitted he missed Fred. But only sometimes, when he was really lonely, or fed up. Even back when he was a kid - and he had only been about 5 or 6 - Fred would always cheer him up. Even if it hadn't been very... legal.
Fred looked him up and down in disgust,
"Eurgh, how boring. You're nothing but a boring boring boring grown-up who won't even..." He paused, spying what Tony had dropped on the floor, "Brilliant! You've got a gun! At least one good thing came out of you growing up," He said the last two words with disdain, "We can smash grown-up things!" Tony moaned as Fred picked up the gun excitedly,
"Look, we can break anything with this!" He declared, and pointed it at one of the counters in the kitchen. Tony's eyes widened as Fred suddenly pulled the trigger, a horrible cracking sound coming from the kitchen, as his counter fell apart.
"Fred, stop it! Look, I don't know why I've suddenly imagined you up again, but..." He froze, hearing a knock at the door,
"Tony?" He closed his eyes, breathing out slowly. His neighbour, a rather frail old lady called Mrs Kelly had obviously heard the shot, "Tony? Is everything ok?" Tony thought wildly, before turning to Fred, who by this point was ransacking the box Jeremy had left,
"Fred, Fred, I've got an idea," He said desperately, trying to get his invisible friend's attention, "How about we play a game? Like back in the old days?" Fred looked at him gleefully,
"That's more like it! How about Cops and Robbers?" He waved the gun around, which Tony hastily snatched back,
"No, I've got a better game... what about hide and seek?"
"Brilliant! That's my favourite game! Right, I'll go first! You count to a million and I'll go hide!" He darted off and Tony put his hands to his forehead, knuckling it wearily. He must be going crazy. Kids had imaginary friends, not adults. It wasn't even that Tony particularly hated Fred, he was his best friend - sometimes - it was why he chose now to enter the agent's life. Tony had had a theory that Fred had only ever played with him because he was unhappy at home. And now suddenly, he was back again.
Shaking his head, Tony went to finally have that shower, glancing around in case Fred was there. Nothing. It did seem to be that he had hidden where no one could find him.
Which is just as well, Tony thought.
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However, as soon as he was dressed, and having a quick drink before he went out, he saw Fred, flinging things out of the box Jeremy had dropped off in frustration,
"I thought you were hiding?" Tony asked weakly, glancing at the clock. Gibbs was going to kill him,
"Yes, but you just went in the shower, I was stuck hiding under your bed for ages. And now I'm finding something else to do, 'cause you're so boring!" He teased, like a child - which he was, in so many ways. It was like he had the personality of one, having been the imaginary friend of kids for ages.
"Hey, where's the fire truck? And the dinosaurs? Oh, great! You've still got Mr Bear!" Fred pulled out the old teddy in delight, before ripping his head off, and saying in a high voice, "Oh no Fred, you've killed me! Argh!!" He made a choking sound before sighing and standing up, saying,
"I'm bored, let's do something Snotface!"
"I never really got why you called me that." Tony answered. In a flash, Fred stuck a finger up his nose, before wiping whatever was on there on Tony's cheek. Crying out in disgust, Tony wiped his face hurriedly, freezing when he heard a loud thump at his door,
"DiNozzo! Hey, Tony, open the door!"
"It's Gibbs," He said to Fred, "My Boss."
"Does he have a gun too?" Fred asked excitedly, hurrying to open the door,
"Wait, Fred, stop a second!" Tony hissed, hurrying forward, but the door was opened. Gibbs stood outside, one hand poised near his weapon, the other raised to knock again.
"Hey Boss." Tony said meekly, before hissing from the corner of his mouth, "Piss off Fred!" He glanced back to his Boss, who was staring at him,
"Er, sorry I'm late, I just had to ah... had to..."
"Eurgh, look at this old man, he's nearly older than the dragon! Hey, go away! Back to oldtown, in old country!" Fred laughed at his wit, as Tony made an odd strangled sound, his eyes flicking over to where his imaginary friend was prodding at Gibbs' face, running his fingers down the wrinkles,
"DiNozzo, you ok?" Tony tore his eyes away, and asked, quietly,
"You don't see him?" Gibbs raised and eyebrow,
"Who?" Tony shook his head, and grabbed his jacket, but not before McGee appeared at the door,
"Is everything ok Boss?" he asked, causing Fred to look at him in disgust,
"Eurgh, who's this Mummy's boy? Nothing but a namby pamby little girl!" Tony snorted as Fred continued to throw more juvenile insults at McGee, who was obviously oblivious,
"What?" He asked, as Tony started to laugh in the silent room, "What's so funny?" At once Tony stopped laughing, motioning into thin air before realising he was the only one who could see or hear Fred, exactly like when he was small. He put his arm down and asked, trying to keep a straight face as Fred mimed mooning McGee,
"Why would everything not be ok Probie?"
"We got a call from a Mrs Kelly," Gibbs said, "She said she heard a gunshot from your apartment, and you wouldn't answer the door." Tony groaned. Of course his neighbour would call Gibbs, there had probably been all sorts of noises from his apartment. She would probably also have heard a once-sided argument between him and Fred,
"Er... yeah, I accidently shot my kitchen counter." Gibbs glared at him,
"I wasn't born yesterday DiNozzo..."
"Obviously," Fred said, "Look at your old man hair..."
"So tell me what really happened. I know you wouldn't shoot your furniture on purpose." Tony only managed to hear the last half of this, as Fred had so rudely interrupted, but grumbled,
"You honestly wouldn't believe me if I told you," He saw the looks he had gotten off his workmates and sighed, "Can we go now?"
Maybe he could trap Fred in his apartment. He knew he wouldn't be able to not yell at him when they were at work, and they'd probably cart him off to the asylum straight away. However, when Gibbs had finally nodded and walked out, worrying about his agent's state of mind Fred followed, and said to him, while he locked the door,
"He's a bit angry isn't he? He's almost like the dragon!" Tony snarled and turned to face him,
"He is nothing like my father. You got that? He treats me way better than my father ever did!"
"Oooh, what got your knickers in a girly twist? Where do you work anyway?" He asked, as Tony slowly descended the stairs to where Gibbs and McGee were waiting,
"NCIS, it stands for... wait, what does it even matter? You're not real! You stopped being real when..." He tailed off, not wanting to remember, "I'm a fed." He stated, and winced as Fred yelled excitedly,
"That's brilliant! You're like Magnum! Do you get all the girls?"
"Pretty much." Tony boasted smugly, smiling. He suddenly remembered something and stopped half-way on the stairs, "Listen Fred, I need you to behave at NCIS, if you do something bad... Gibbs'll shoot you. Then me."
"I will if you don't get your butt down here now!" Gibbs yelled, causing Tony to blush. Had Gibbs heard him talking to Fred?
"On your six Boss!" He yelled, after a warning glance to Fred.
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"I'm squashed, move up a bit." Fred complained, as they were sat in the car. Tony had managed to get the front seat, causing McGee to sit in the back,
"Snotface! Snotface!!" Tony tried to ignore him, staring determindely at the road (Which was quite hard, as Gibbs was driving), "Tony!" He finally snapped, and whipped round,
"What?!" He yelled, making McGee shuffle uncomfortabley, as he noted that Tony was yelling to the empty seat next to him,
"Girly boy here won't move up, he's squashing me with his fat arse!" Tony snorted, and said,
"McGee, move up, he does need to breathe."
"What?" McGee asked, completely bewildered. Tony almost clapped a hand to his mouth. Fred just seemed so real, just like when he was small, that he just forgot that no one else could see or hear him. Fred stuck his thumbs up in thanks to Tony, before jumping up and saying,
"What does this stick do?" He reached his hand out to pull the gear stick, before Tony leapt across, grabbing it and holding it in position before his invisible friend could do anything,
"DiNozzo! What are you doing?" Tony looked up slowly, still clutching the stick. He gave a small, cheeky smile and replied,
"Would you believe me if I said I could see dead people, and one of them was going to touch the gear stick?" He got a head slap, and suddenly Fred had pulled the stick down. He yelled 'Fred!' just as Gibs yelled 'Tony!', and was jerked forward as Gibbs braked. They were thankfully now at NCIS, but Gibbs snarled,
"What the hell did you do that for?"
"It wasn't me!" He cried out in protest, "It was..." He laughed bitterly, "It was my invisible friend."
Gibbs stared at him and said,
"You answer back like that one more time and I swear you're going to be cleaning the agency toilets faster than you can say 'Demotion'. Got it?" Tony nodded and quickly wrenched his door open. Gibbs merely stared after him, sure he could see the young man having an argument with no one.
It'll get more exciting soon, promise ^^ Review? xx