Yaay chapter 2! :D I'm glad that all the knew followers liked the first chapter so far! :)

I have to ask you guys something. The reason that i can update so soon, is not only because i have so much inspiration, trust me i have, it's just not only that.

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I'm also dropped out of.. what is it for Americans? college? i guess i can say that. I studied Animal Behavior, Specialty for Dogs and cats, because i had my mind set on opening a animal shelter or breed dogs.. like year ago i dropped out of that, because it wasn't living up to my expectations. I couldn't figure out what i wanted to do for a study so i figured, ''Just take a year... discover what you want to do''. so i took a small job and for the rest i had the time i wanted.

That's when i picked up my old hobby of writing. and I litterally hadn't done that in 7 years as a hobby (going to be 20 in April). I love it soooo much. but it's only Fanfiction and my parents tell me ''Write your own book, I'm sure you can do that''. (what do you guys think about that)

And i want to, but i'm battling to do some kind of study that has to do with writing, i just have no idea what! what do you guys think? any thoughts?

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Gosh i rambling! i leave you to the chapter now, so enjoy your real reading! :)

Once back at the office, Gibbs went to Ducky right away. Tony took the elevator up and sighed as he waited for the car to arrive. When the doors opened so did his eyes and he walked out. Without saying something at first, he was in the routine of taking of his jacket and backpack, then sitting down and putting away his gun and badge. He opened a the file and started working personal information of their dead Petty officer.

''Where's Gibbs?'' Ziva asked, not seeing him.

''With Ducky, asking if he has something'' Tony answered not looking away from his file.

''When can McGee and I go to lunch?'' She continued.

Tony sighed. ''I'm not your boss, agent David, Gibbs is here. If you want to know call him''

Ziva purses her lips and stared at Tony for a moment. Eventually she shook her head. ''Fine'' She picked up her phone and waited for Gibbs to pick up.

Meanwhile McGee had watched the interaction. He didn't like how Tony was now and he knew he was partly the blame for it. He too was too stubborn to accept Gibbs disappearance and accept Tony's as a team leader. It was hard to have the clown as your boss and he didn't want to believe that Tony was capable to stand up, but thinking back, he knew that Tony did just that and if it wasn't for Tony, he would've have been fired months ago, for his stupid behavior. He knew that Ziva thought about the same thing, only she handled it different then he did.

But under all the unfinished issues that were now out in the open, something had changed between Tony and Gibbs. He had noticed that a few hours before Tony errupted towards Abby. He didn't know what it was, but their interactions in the last few weeks were more in sync. He had always admired their relationship. How they knew each other so well, but now it was even more. Their non-verbal conversations were only getting more... or was that just around them? He didn't know.

Slowly he walked over to Tony's desk. ''Tony?'' He asked for the other mans attention.

''What is it, probie?'' Tony asked.

McGee's eyes darted to Ziva, who was still on the phone and was sitting frustrated behind her desk. Looking back at Tony he saw that Tony had looked up. Waiting for him to speak. ''We... I... I wanted to say sorry. And I know that it's against Gibbs rules, but just accept it. I'm sorry for ignoring you and not trusting you to lead. I don't think I didn't trust you it's just... we... I didn't cope well on Gibbs departure and I took it out on you, I shouldn't have done that''

''Why are you saying this now?'' Tony narrowed his eyes.

''I didn't know at first how much we had an effect on you and then you pulled yourself away from us. But this last two weeks are really no fun at all. And you can be annoying and childish, but that's who you are and when it matters you do have our six... Don't you think you got the point across already?''

''You really think that just an apology is going to work, McInnocent?'' Tony asked in disbelieve.

''No, but come on give us a break!''

''This is not something to discuss at work. I have something better to do than to listen your apology'' Tony told him. ''Jeez DiNozzo, since when are you so harsh?'' He thought to himself.

''Then do it Tony!'' Ziva snapped behind them. ''McGee, we can go get something to eat, are you coming?''

McGee took one more glance at Tony, before returning to his desk to retrieve his jacket and backpack.

''Don't we have to give Gibbs a Sit-Rep?'' McGee asked as he and Ziva walked to the elevators.

''No I gave him the found information over the phone. He said he was still talking to Ducky'' Ziva said to McGee.

As the elevator arrived at their floor, Ziva and McGee were surprised by Gibbs coming out. Passing them he said, ''Back on 45 minutes guys''

''Yes boss'' Ziva and McGee said at once, then without looking back they both entered the elevator, leaving Tony and Gibbs alone once again.

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A few hours later, Team Gibbs were fully into their work. Everyone was quiet and the only sound that could be heard was the fingers hitting the keys on the keyboards. Their case was going nowhere... one of those perfect murder cases.

The silence was broken by the all too familiar ring-tone of Tony's phone that went through the bullpen. Everyone looked up to Tony when it took him longer than 5 seconds to answer. Tony on the other hand was looking expectingly at Gibbs.

It was then that McGee and Ziva noticed too that the sound didn't come from Tony's way, and they both glanced at Gibbs.

Gibbs had the phone in his hands. Looking at the caller I.D. And indeed it showed only two letters and a dot 'Sr.'. Well that states a lot about Tony's thoughts about his father even more. He stood up while it was still ringing and started to walked towards the interrogation rooms. Tony heard a faint ''Gibbs'' as Gibbs disappeared down the hall.

''Why does Gibbs have your phone? Has he threw his against the wall again?'' Ziva asked as soon she couldn't see Gibbs anymore.

''Personal reason, Agent David'' Tony said simply.

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''Gibbs'' Gibbs answered the phone sternly as he walked down the hall. Eventually he stopped at a door. He looked around him and then switched a one of the plates around from 'available' to 'taken', before walking in, closing the door behind him and leaning against the table.

''Gibbs? I thought this was the phone of my son Anthony DiNozzo Jr.'' Senior said and Gibbs could imagine a frown on a older DiNozzo face.

''No that's right. It's his phone I'm Special Agent Jethro Gibbs. I'm Tony's boss''

''Where is my son, Agent Gibbs? What has he done now that you have his cellphone?'' DiNozzo Senior growled already irritated.

''He has done what I asked him to do. Giving me the phone so I could answer when you called''

''You wanted to talk to me?''

''Clearly Tony doesn't want to talk to you, but you don't seem to get his message''

''He has to know that I want to see him next Sunday'' Senior said.

''He doesn't want to see you and he said hat can only mean three things and I'm sure you know which reasons I mean'' Gibbs pointed out.

''You're an all-business-no-crap kinda man, I can hear that Agent Gibbs'' Senior laugh was sardonic. ''But I can assure you that when Tony hears what I have to say, he wants to call me back''

''Why don't you just say it to me then? And I will tell him, then let him decide''

''You got a pen? Cause I know he can't stand to hear it from you''

Gibbs didn't want to, but something told him it maybe better to write it down. As Senior said the words, they stung in Gibbs chest and he felt a knot in his stomach forming.

''You still there Agent Gibbs?'' Senior asked and Gibbs could here the evil in his voice.

''I will take the message to Tony'' Gibbs said more quietly now.

''Say to him I'm open for a call in half an hour again'' Senior said and then the click.

Gibbs walked around the table and sat down on a chair, never looking away from the piece of paper. He rubbed one hand over his face and the feeling inside him was eating on his gut as he knew that he was about to know one of the many still hidden secrets of Tony's past.

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It was twenty minutes later when finally Gibbs came walking back into the bullpen. He stopped when he saw the other two gone.

''Where are McGee and Ziva?'' Gibbs asked.

''Following up on his lead'' Tony explained.

''Good'' Gibbs thought. This was exactly the distraction he needed. And for this case he had to have Tony's mind in for as long as he good. ''Tell me what we have''

Tony began to explain the possibility of the dead of their victim being a pay off. They had found that the victim had been undercover in a drug cartel and was pulled out half a year ago. They had found that the man still had contact with one of the identified members of the cartel.

Tony had sent off McGee and Ziva to the team of their victim and asking them questions. Ziva was still a little hesitant about following his orders since Gibbs was still in the building and she wanted to know why Gibbs had his phone, even though she hadn't said anything about it anymore.

McGee on the other hand was trying to be follow his orders without looking hesitant. Tony could still see he was, but not because he doubted his ability to lead the team. It was more because the tension still being in the room. McGee was one of the people who didn't quite know what to do with mood swings and change in general, but he really did try all the time.

That made Tony think. Gibbs being gone was maybe one of the biggest change McGee had in years, and it must have fallen bad on the guy. He understood that McGee didn't know what to do with his feeling about that, but did that make it a good excuse to give him the right to tread him the way he did in Gibbs departure?

No it didn't. But it made Tony rethink about the way he was keeping his distant now, instead on working back to the friendship he had.

''And what were you doing?'' Gibb asked.

''Not much... going over the cellphone records of that member... one Gary Tyler'' Tony said and explained further what he had found of that man.

''Good work, Tony'' Gibbs said planning to go to his desk.

''Boss'' Tony stopped him half way in the bullpen and he turned back around, but didn't come back. ''It was my father right?''

''Yes. Dominant man. He even thought he could intimidate me'' Gibbs smirked, but it didn't reach his eyes.

''So what did he have to say? Which of the big three was it?'' Tony asked.

''No it was none of that at all... He gave me a message for you and said you would call him back once I gave it to you'' Gibbs told him.

''Alright, so give me the message'' Tony said simply.

''I actually think you're going to call him back, so that's why I don't give it to you now'' Gibbs stated.

''What?'' Tony said surprised. ''It's not health related is it?''

''I don't know, he didn't say'' He really didn't. What he did know, was that it was neither about Senior or Tony himself totally.

''Why aren't you going to tell me now?'' Tony frowned.

''Cause I want your head on this case as much as possible and you knowing that something is up, might be better for you then knowing what isup''

''Is it something bad? Did he do something?'' Tony asked. Then his eyes went wide with horror. ''He didn't murder someone did he?''

''Tony relax, I don't think so''

''You don't think so? So it's still possible'' Tony reasoned.

''Tony, no! Don't go thinking like that. I think it has nothing to do with your father'' Gibbs said. ''I hope...'' He thought.

Tony frowned again, trying to get his head around this. Then the phone went off again. Gibbs looked at the caller I.D. And saw it was Senior. He declined and turned off the phone.

''Do you still have your storage of phones you always give me one from? Gibbs asked looking at Tony.

''How do you—'' He started to ask but then stopped as it was a moot point. ''Right you know everything'' He went into the drawer above all the one he keeps Gibbs medals he never receives and pulled out a box with a phone. ''Did you break yours again?'' He asked Gibbs.

''No. But, you can't break rule three just because you're getting stalked by your father. I have to be able to reach you'' Gibbs explained.

''He's still coming Sunday?'' Tony asked.

''Looks like it'' Gibbs nodded confirming.

Tony groaned in displeasure and returned to his work without any other questions, he knew Gibbs too. He knew that Gibbs wasn't going to bring anything up until later or until this case was solved.

Gibbs sat down behind his desk and stared at his second-in-command for a moment. ''Tony'' He spoke making him look up again. ''Pizza at my place, we got something to discuss''

''Later it is then'' Tony thought and he knew that the phone call had definitely an effect on Gibbs. How or why he didn't know, but it meant it couldn't be good so, ''Okay'' He agreed simply and went back to work, just before the elevator confirmed the arrival of McGee and Ziva. He listened as they told Gibbs and him what they found out, but in the back corner in his mind the thought about what it could be, that had to be so important that even Gibbs' mind wasn't his normal 120% on the case.

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''Okay wrap it up'' Gibbs said at 8:43 pm. ''Get yourself let stressed and more relaxed, I want you back here tomorrow at 6:30 am''

If everyone else was in this bullpen, they would protest for the early morning, but for this team they knew it was early for Gibbs to let them go with a case in the open like this.

''You sure boss, I could still work'' Tony asked. Then looked over to McGee and Ziva. ''We all could''

''I know. Back at 6:30 in the morning'' He repeated, simply.

''What's going on Gibbs?'' Ziva asked the question that Tony had in his mind for a while now. But she was packing her stuff.

Gibbs looked up to her. ''Want your head in this case and with no sleep it's going to work. Are you questioning me now, too?''

''No boss'' Ziva answered, then said, ''Night Gibbs'' As she hurried to the elevator.

Gibbs shook his head and went back to wrapping up his own stuff as well.

''Hey Tony?'' McGee said getting the other mans direction. ''You want to go for a drink or something? I mean talk about... stuff''

For the first time in a while, Tony felt bad to that he to decline. ''Sorry, Tim. I already got a date tonight. Raincheck?'' He ignored or didn't see the amused glare Gibbs gave him.

''Sure'' McGee said with a rare hesitant smile, that showed off again how much he hated this situation. ''Night Tony. Good night, boss!'' He called to Gibbs as he left.

Tony watched as McGee disappeared in the elevator. When the door closed he sighed and shook his head.

''Getting soft on the probie, DiNozzo?'' Gibbs asked and Tony looked up to see him right in front of him, but said nothing ''He's trying''

''Yeah he is'' Tony sighed again. ''Unlike Ziva. I really don't know what her problem is right now. She become so... cold towards me'' Tony said. ''And unlike Abby he's really trying, but not too hard to make think better again, because she doesn't like to fight... she's over-trying it and that's so unexpected if we're talking about Abby here, she over does almost everything, especially the Caf-pows by the way—'' He stopped as he realized he was rambling and Gibbs didn't stop him. ''Anyway... He's just feels bad and even though I'm sure Abby does too... it doesn't feel the same''

Gibbs nodded in understanding. ''Come on'' He gestured to the elevator.

Tony stood up and grabbed his jacket and backpack. ''Who's getting the pizza or did you want to order?''

''Already ordered. Pizza's going to be at my house in half an hour so we have to hurry'' Gibbs smirked as they walked to the elevator.

''That why you wanted to go home so surprisingly, cause you already ordered the pizza?'' Tony asked as the elevator arrived and they stepped in.

''No did that after I told you guys to go home'' Gibbs said.

''What?'' When did Gibbs have time for that? How quick could he have called? Then he realized that McGee must have stood in front of him for a moment. ''My mind had drifted away longer then I thought huh?''

''You could say that'' Gibbs said and then head-slapped him.

''Ow!'' Tony exclaimed rubbing the back of his head. ''What was that for?''

''Don't ever call eating pizza with me a date again'' Gibbs said sternly, but the grin he got in return made his glare more amused that stern. ''Understood?''

''Gotcha Boss'' Tony said as the doors opened again and they both walked off to their own car.

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fifteen minutes later, Gibbs pulled up at his house and stepped out of his car. He hadn't expected Tony to keep up with him, in fact he kinda hoped Tony would take longer to arrive.

He had to get his mind on straight before he went to this conversation. What ever it was this time, it really felt like something important. And if it was important while Tony was involved in it, it was something about his past and that was the problem. As much as he knew Tony as he was now. He recently discovered that an 19 year old Tony had stayed with his wife and daughter in this house, but that was really everything he knew with a confirmation about Tony's past. And this was definitely something about his past.

And the feeling he got from Senior message. As he walked into his house he hung up his coat and plopped down on his couch. He pulled out the piece of paper and read the words again. He had already done that more then he could count on both of his hands before he returned to the bullpen, but he still couldn't think of anything that these words could mean. He knew that Tony knew exactly what they meant, but he had no idea how Tony was going to react as he also knew that Tony really had no idea what was going on.

He heard the front door open and close and a moment later Tony came into the living room. He stopped and watched Gibbs. ''I'm going to have to use alcohol for this conversation, don't I?'' He asked, not liking the look on Gibbs face.

''Don't know. I really don't know what to think of this'' He held up the piece of paper. Tony went to grab it but Gibbs pulled back before Tony could touch it.

Tony groaned and plopped down next to his boss. ''Come on Gibbs, will you say or give it to me already. You aren't making me feel any better''

Gibbs held it out again and this time let Tony grab it. Tony looked at Gibbs for a moment before turning his eyes at the message on the paper.

'''Life' has done it again, but this time succeeded. Doesn't mean it's better then before''

Gibbs watched as Tony's eyes widened and the tan color from his Italian origin totally turned into ghost white. Tony sunk back into the couch. He looked over at Gibbs.

''Reaction to message: 'horrified? Fear? Shock'' Gibbs thought and he was on the balance line of should I or shouldn't I call Ducky for medical assistance.

Yaaay! chapter 2 all done! What do you think? Reviews inspire and motivate me, especially the ''Positive thoughts'' ones! :D Love ya guys and i hope to put the next chapter up soon!