A/N ahhh its the last chapter! I hope you enjoyed reading this as I did writing it. Enjoy


Everyone looked at Tony apart from my Dad, he looked at me, with what seemed to be pride in his eyes. The agents kept looking at Tony, they were shocked to say the least. Tony's face was stricken with more confusion. When I looked into his eyes they seemed busy, he looked as if he had hundreds of questions going through his brain. I knew he couldn't answer them, he didn't know how to.

"It can't be possible!" Tony spat out. He looked at Dad then back at me. The questions still present in his eyes. He looked at me like he was about to say something but instead he just shook his head and ran out the door.

"DiNozzo!" Gibbs yelled. He ran out the door leaving me and Dad with McGee and Ziva who had their mouths open slightly. Part of me thought that they were glad it wasn't them. The agents turned to each other and whispered intensely. Dad placed a hand on my shoulder, and the agents turned to face us again, looking slightly less shocked.

"I have to ask this," Agent McGee said. All I could think about was the fact that now he'd be asking me questions on how Tony could be my uncle. "When you were in the NCIS database did you see anything out of the ordinary?" I wasn't expecting that. I tried my best to remember what had happened when I was in the system.

"Umm, I don't think so. Oh there was an algorithm being entered and it looked like someone was trying to delete a protected file. " I replied. "Wait, why?"

"Well," McGee started. "I think the person who attacked you is the person who was trying to access that file." I could feel the shock on my face. I looked to my dad and saw anger. "Now, it's quite possible that the name of the person who attacked you is in that file. Do you remember the name of the file?"

"I think it was Reverse_2373. That's the only file name I can remember." I replied.

"Thank you, Ollie." McGee said. He looked like he was going to leave but he started speaking again. "You know if you help us track him I could put in a good word to try and get any charges dropped. Would you want to do that?"

"Yes please." I said without hesitation. "Umm, McGee, would it be possible to run my DNA against Tony's? I know it's a lot to ask but I think it would help, it would be proof, for both of us."

"I'll see what I can do." McGee replied. "We already have your DNA from the blood on the tags so our forensic specialist can work from that." We smiled at each other and looked at my Dad.

"Dad, can you go and get Mom's memory box?" I asked. "I'd really like to look through it." He nodded. He knew what was in there, he knew what I needed. "Thank you." I could feel my eyes getting heavier, I wanted to sleep. I closed my eyes and the last thing I could remember was hearing my Dad ask one of the agents to stay with me.

It was like all of the flashbacks hit me at once. I first saw packing boxes, then I was laughing with my Mom, the concert with KC, the day I met Clarke, a birthday cake with a number 13 on it, Dad and his gifts and the dogs sleeping on my brothers and I. Those were the happier ones, and then came the flashbacks I didn't want to see again. The sheet of ice falling from the truck, the day I hacked into NCIS, my first interaction with my uncle's team and how I wished it had gone smoother and last but not least, the attack in the alley. I couldn't wake up. I just kept running through all of the flashbacks. It started to scare me that I couldn't snap out of it. Images kept circling in my mind, then all of a sudden it went dark. It stayed that way for a while, but it was nice because I wasn't being tortured by the images of me being attacked and my Mom dying.

Someone tapped my shoulder and I finally snapped out of it. It was Tony. I looked right into his eyes and I felt calm again. He sat on the edge of my bed in silence for a few minutes before he spoke. "How can I be your uncle?" He asked as my Dad walked in with my Mom's memory box. I sat up straight and took the box.

"You are my Mom's brother," I said as I opened the box and searched through it until I found my Mom's birth certificate. "See." I pointed to where her parents' names were written. "You have the same names written on yours don't you?" Tony nodded his head, his eyes weren't looking as harsh as they did before. Maybe he was coming around to the idea that he was an uncle. McGee came running into the room. He explained that because both of our DNA profiles were on file the results came in quicker than expected, and that there was a familial match between Tony and I. This made it real, we were definitely related, and the science said so. Tony gave a slight smile to me. Even though I could tell he was still confused it looked like there was happiness in his eyes. My Dad walked over to Tony and held out his hand.

"Welcome to the family, Anthony." My Dad said with a smile on his face. They shook hands and my Dad started filling Tony in on all of us.

All we had to do now was tell my brothers.


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Don't worry I'll probably make a sequel but it will from Tony's perspective.

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