Hey everyone! Thanks for being so patient with me while I got this next chapters up. Personally, I really liked this one (: Hope you guys do too!

~Chapter 10~

*Present Time*

The sound of the chair slamming back was deafening. Everyone jumped, watching Tony storm out of Autopsy with anger they didn't know he possessed…

"Was it something that I said?" Ducky murmured to himself, his face pinched with worry. Abby was rocking back and forth, her lower lip trembling as her best friend hit a glass in anger, having it splinter across the floor.

No one spoke for a moment, before Jimmy got up.

"I'll go talk to him." He said, his voice more confident than it usually was. Behind the round glasses, his eyes were wide with concern.

"Palmer stay here." Gibbs told him, standing up and Jimmy instantly backed down, though his face held a bit of reluctance.

"Agent Gibbs-"

"Stay. Here." Gibbs snapped at him and walked over to the door, the sound of glass crunching underneath his feet as he reached the elevator.

Tony wasn't known to have a temper. His version of revenge was usually slow and thought out, almost always underestimated. It was part of the reason that if you made Tony mad, you really only made him mad once.

However, on a few occasions, Gibbs had seen when the younger agent had been pushed too far, his buttons hit in just the right places, he would explode like a nuclear bomb. The night in the alley way was the first time he had seen DiNozzo act in total anger, and the second was when a victim had been a close friend of his, and he had to sit out of the case. It had turned out that the father had done it, and it pretty much sent Tony over the edge.

Now? Gibbs didn't have the foggiest idea what had been done to make the younger man react the way he did. Unless…

"Boss? You won't…You didn't…You know, tell anyone…Right? About…You know."

At the time, Gibbs had not the faintest clue what he was talking about, however, looking back now… Perhaps he had reassured him too quickly.

Hit…After hit…After hit…After fucking hit.

Tony felt the blood running freely down his now bruised knuckles as he took another swing at the punching bag.

Stupid stories.

Stupid secrets.

Stupid god damn bosses.

He hated them all. All of them. Gibbs had no right! No right, to tell anyone about Amelia! It was supposed to be secret, as in not telling anyone. She was his sister that no one was supposed to know about!

And just why are you so upset exactly? Is it really that big deal that they found out about me? Her voice echoed through his head.

"Mel…Please don't." he sighed, leaning his head on the bag.

Don't what? Tell you the truth? I'm just saying T-Man that you aren't really that upset they found out.

"Yes I am."

No you're not.

"Am too."

Are not.

"Too."

Not.

"Ugh, now you just sound like Kate." He groaned and he heard her laugh from somewhere inside his head.

That was one of the reasons you liked Kate right? She reminded you of me.

"She died like you too."

Low blow there Tony…Real low.

Tony allowed a small smile to play on his lips and he finally looked down at his hands, surprised to find the amount of blood that was caked on them.

You should probably get that looked at.

"You don't say?"

I do say. I was going to be a doctor, remember? I made you get checkups when we were 10, and the maid walked in that one time and thought I was going to strangle you when I was checking those things in your neck.

"Lymph nodes?"

Hey, don't judge. I didn't actually get to go to med school or anything. Not like that girl you have back home… Jeanne? She's pretty. Kind of looks like me too.

"Don't flatter yourself Mel."

She's a doctor too! Just like yours truly over here. I bet that's why you like her so much. She reminds you of me, except she's…not actually your sister so you can like…Date her and stuff…Ew! Now that I think about, when you guys have sex, do you think-

"Oh God Amelia! Shut up!"

Hey, I'm not the one fantasizing about my dead sister.

"You're disgusting. How do you even know about this kind of stuff?"

I know what you know Sherlock. I'm a figment of your imagination…Which reminds me, we're getting off topic. You need to talk to Gibbs.

"Ha, I don't think so."

You're not mad at him.

"I am actually."

Well…Maybe a little. But you're going to forgive him…He's like the good guy version of Dad, you know? Or what you want Dad to be like. Besides, you're not upset about him telling Ducky about me. This is a trust thing.

"Wow, were you always this insightful?"

Don't like the sarcasm there. Remember, I'm exactly three minutes older than you.

"Didn't stop me from beating the kids up that messed with you."

Didn't stop me from doing the same thing for you.

"Touché."

Just talk to him Tony…And try not to kill anyone. I can tell you're still angry.

"DiNozzo?" at the sound of the voice, Tony felt his anger rise up again, striking with a vengeance.

"Get away." He said coldly, wincing as his hands began bleeding again. Gibbs walked over, ignoring his command as he took in Tony's appearance. He hadn't really changed. His suit was still on, though his jacket was flung to the side and his shirt was messed up. His hair was mussed and sweat trickled down his face mixed in with blood from when he touched his face.

"You should probably get that looked at." He said and Tony flinched for a moment as though he had just said something painful.

"What do you want?" he sighed and Gibbs walked over, tugging at his sleeve for him to follow. Tony paused, looking as though he was about to refuse, but in the end shuffled a few feet behind his boss.

Once they made their way to a bench, Gibbs brought out a first aid kit and began working on Tony's bloody hands, not saying anything.

"You shouldn't have told him." The younger agent finally spoke.

Silence.

"You swore to me you wouldn't."

Silence.

"It isn't really the fact they know as much as you stabbed me in the back." Instantly Gibbs froze, his eyes narrowing and Tony knew he hit the right spot.

"I never stabbed you in the back." Gibbs snarled.

"Really? What would you call it then? Lying? Betraying trust? Going behind me? What is it exactly? Not to mention I asked you back there if you told anyone and you said you didn't." Gibbs let out a wary sigh, looking Tony in the eyes again.

"I just lost my memory DiNozzo. Did you really think I had any idea what you were talking about?"

"Well that's the thing isn't it? You could have told me that. You could have told me a lot of things actually."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Gibbs snapped, gripping Tony's hands a bit too tight so he took a quick intake of pain before speaking again.

"How is it fair, that you waltz in, go through my life like it is a deck of cards, find out about Amelia, and then never once say anything about Shannon and Kelly?"

"How is that your business?"

"How was Amelia yours?" Tony's voice had risen up to a shout. "How is that you demand all my trust, yet you sit there telling me nothing!? Why am I being taken for granted?" something sparked up inside of Gibbs and he knew they just weren't talking about Amelia anymore.

"Taken for granted…" he repeated slowly.

"I sit there for how many years again? And do nothing but watch your six, take care of the jobs you don't want, and whatever. I never really cared or asked for anything because guess what? You're my partner and duh, of course I would do it. Then you just got up and left, leaving me with a team you broke! Do you understand I had to walk around, calming a crying Abby down every single day? Or ignore the annoyed looks Ziva and Tim gave me because they thought I couldn't do it? Not to mention everyone telling me again and again that I wasn't you so I had better stop trying. No. I did a damn good job getting everything back together and you know what? You come back without so much as warning me. Just shove all my stuff to the side without even a goddamn thank you! Oh, by the way you're welcome. Also, in case you were wondering yes I did want you back. How the hell did you think your lights and water worked when you got back? Do I get a bonus for paying your utility bill, because I was just that desperate for you to come back?" Ripping his hand away, Tony got up, completely ignoring Gibbs' shocked face as he attempted to walk away.

"Hey. HEY!" he called out, jumping up to spin the agent back around "I didn't know you needed to be told anything when you clearly did a good job." He spat spitefully out, watching Tony's face for any reaction. When there wasn't any he continued, slightly more cautiously "Perhaps I should have warned you that I was back. Maybe I should have thanked you. Truth is though, I still don't really remember much of anything. I remember Abby, but I can't say for sure if she was the stuttering newbie on the team or the outgoing genius. I remember Ziva, but I can't tell if she was the ex-Mossad officer or ex-secret service. Did McGee talk to dead people, or was that Ducky? I. Don't. Know!" As he stressed the last words, it hit him just how much he hated not knowing. When he woke up in that stupid hospital room, all he could think about was his beautiful wife and daughter… He didn't know who those other people were. He didn't care.

Tony watched for a moment through impassive eyes for a moment, not responding.

"Tony?" the two men turned towards the sound of the voice and Gibbs silently cursed. There couldn't have been a worse time for her to enter.

"Jenny…Er, Director." Tony quickly corrected himself. The redhead eyed the situation closely for a moment or two, absorbing the obvious friction.

"Am I interrupting something?" she asked quietly and Gibbs gave her a filthy look. What did she honestly think?

"No ma'am." Tony smiled and walked by her side loyally. For a moment Gibbs could have sworn he saw red in the most literal sense. For a second he wasn't entirely for sure why, but then it hit him that while he was gone, someone else must have filled in his position as a mentor for Tony.

Damn you Jenny.

He swore that he heard Tony call her boss even once, they would need a new director.

"There are no cases are there Tony? Why don't you go home and take the rest of the day off?" Jenny asked and the younger agent's face brightened.

"Thanks." He told her warmly and left without so much as another glance at his boss.

For a second, only silence filled the room before Jenny whirled around and glared at Gibbs.

"What do you think you're doing? I need him focused!" she nearly shouted at him. Gibbs' eyes narrowed. Was this about the top secret mission he knew basically nothing about?

"For what?" he sniped back and the director let her eyes turn into slits.

"You know he is undercover, and if you keep playing with him like that he won't be able to keep his emotions in check. I mean it when I say leave him the hell alone."

"So you can use him."

"Don't act as though you haven't." she said darkly, pushing right up against him so she could jab a finger in his chest. "Besides, I never once abandoned him. Who do you think he'll trust more?" she asked and looked him straight in the eyes when he didn't answer.

"Where's the rest of your team?" she finally said when her old partner didn't respond.

"Autopsy." He told her shortly and without another word she left the room, leaving Gibbs to stare at the red flakes of blood that had fallen to the floor.

It is a bit short, but I liked the flow of it. Now onto some rather important A/Ns...(:

1.) Saw the second episode! It was pretty epic (: I loved Abby's brother with all my heart (he hugged Gibbs, lol. Definitely related!)...Though I felt we should have seen Abby telling Kyle about their "bond" and his reaction to it. Also, while I was dramatized with the thought of losing our beloved orange paint...I was a bit disappointed when it didn't happened. I feel like I want a bit more change for the series don't you think? Not just the color of the paint obviously, but it would have been symbolic.

2.) Alright, this is just something that has been nagging at me, so I need some opinions. When I was talking about change a couple sentences ago? :P I was kind of wondering what everyone else wanted to see happen this season. I feel like for one thing- Tony needs a team. I know, I know we can't stand the thought of him leaving but let's face it. It is TIME! God, he's going to be a grandfather when he gets promoted if he keeps it up! Plus, I think that he could get a team in DC and it would expand a whole lot more on everyone's relationships in a new way. Like Tony coming to Gibbs for advice over leader matters, or Tim realizing JUST how much Tony did for him and Tony realizing JUST how much Tim did for him. You know that kind of thing. I also need some romance over here- Ziva, Tim, Tony- Hell, even Gibbs...Not Gibbs. He just had his fling with Dr. Ryan, but the rest of them you know? Alright. Done with that!

3.) Lastly (because I know you're sick of hearing me talk...er write. Whatever) I need a favor. So...I have a goal right? To reach 260 reviews by my 12th chapter on this story. As of right now, I have 183 :( So please, please, please, please, PLEASE review! I'm not the kind of person who would stop updating because I'm not getting them or anything like that, but I REALLY want them! I am literally on my knees as I type this, begging you to just type a couple words in that box for me! If I could get up to 260 in the next three chapters...That would be...Amazing! I might even work to find someway to say thank you...somehow. Just PLEASE review...Please?

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