MUST READ TO UNDERSTAND NEXT CHAPTER! A warning for the next chapter: It will open up with Tony being in a memory, so the entire chapter is a memory. Just wanted to let you guys know incase you got confused. ^_^ Sorry I didn't put the memory in this chapter. :P And I'm a bit too lazy to go back and edit the other chapter, but I will get around to it, no worries. I had this really good idea for this chapter so here it is. And again, I apologize for the long wait guys. :( I lost internet at my dads and my mom doesn't have internet, so I have to wait until I go somewhere with internet and that often takes a while, believe it or not. T_T
Abby was asleep at her computer, the keyboard smashing against her cheek and a cup of Caf-Pow in her right hand still. She had been busy trying to locate information on Eli David and a bit of information on the new director; Ryan Donnivan. However, she was unsuccessful in both fields and after a while, the caffeine high began to slowly turn itself into a crash. Thus, leaving a sleeping Abby.
"Abby!" Bellowed a very agitated and very worried Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Rushing into the room, he grabbed the back of her chair and pulled it away from the desk, awaking Abby quickly, her head shooting up from the keyboard. "I'm up! I'm on it, Gibbs! I was not...I wasn't sleeping!" She said, looking at him and blinking, before asking, "What is it? Did you find Tony?"
Putting McGee's phone on Abby's desk, Gibbs looked her in the eyes and said seriously, "I just called him. I want you to trace it." Abby immediately began pounding the keys and staring at the screen intensly. "If he called you a few minutes ago, I should be able to find it." She continued to type, beginning to get somewhere. Gibbs didn't understand on the screen, but he knew that it was good news.
"Leroy!" Called a cheery voice, making Gibbs blink slightly as he turned around and met eyes with a dark haired man. His black bangs hung just above his blue eyes, swaying towards the left, the tips a bluish color, and the rest of his hair was decorated with blond and a few green highlights. He was wearing a black, leather jacket, white T-shirt, jeans, and a pair of black converse. Gibbs could see remnants of the tattoo on the man's left shoulder on the side of his neck. The man looked like someone apart of Abby's crowd.
"Ryan," Gibbs said suddenly, sighing and asking calmly, "Why the hell are you dressed like that?"
"Why not?"
"Not very professional if you ask me."
"Wasn't asking you."
Ryan grinned widely and laughed slightly as he looked at Gibbs' light blue eyes with amusement. "Still the same, Leroy." Gibbs nodded as he replied, "You too." He turned back to Abby and watched as she slammed her finger on the enter key and smiled, standing up with raised arms. "YES!" She shouted, turning and hugging Gibbs tightly. Her face was lit up with instant happiness as she exlaimed, "Gibbs, I found him! I found him and Eli!" Ryan nodded as he listened to the two talk, smiling.
"Address, Abby." Gibbs said calmly as he grabbed a sticky note and pen off of her desk. Abby began giving him the address that Tony was at and the address where Eli was at. In a matter of seconds, Gibbs was rushing past Ryan and into the elevator. Seeing Ziva, he said quickly, "Got a lead." The doors closed and Ryan was left staring at two, steel doors. He looked back at Abby and smiled brightly, walking over to her and extending his right hand. "You must be Ms. Abby Sciuto. Leroy mentioned you a few times." Abby stared at Ryan with confused, wide eyes as she shook his head and replied, "Nice to meet you uh...Who are you again?"
Smiling, the new member of the team answered, "My name is Ryan Donnivan and I will be taking the place of Director Jennifer Shepard." Abby stared at Ryan, hearing Jenny's name and remembering what happened. Her funeral would be taking place soon...But would they be there for it?
Finally, Abby sighed and asked, "So that means...You're Director Donnivan now, right?" Ryan nodded. "Yeah, pretty much. I hope to get along well with all of you as well." Looking at the computer screen, he saw a picture of Eli David on the screen and then a picture of Tony beneath it. He furrowed his brow as he moved closer and asked, "This Anthony?"
"Yeah...Gibbs just got a call from him, but he didn't look too happy. Something must've happened." She bit her lower lip as she stared at Tony's picture and sighed heavily. "If something happened to Tony again and he ends up...Well, if he ends up not coming to work again for it...I don't know what'd I do." Ryan glanced at Abby before looking back at the screen and pointing at Tony's picture. "Where's he from?" Looking slightly confused, Abby looked at Ryan and replied, "Long Island, why?"
Ryan grabbed his cellphone from his right pocket, a touch screen phone, and began going through his pictures. Finally, he stopped and held it up to the screen, then looked at Abby. "Then we have a serious problem." Abby stared at the picture and her eyes widened slightly as her eyes flickered from the phone to the screen. "But...If that's Eli David, then who's that standing with him and talking to him? And how did you get that picture?" She looked back at Ryan and felt sick to her stomach when he looked back at her. "I was undercover for a while, keeping an eye on Eli while he was in this country. Unfortunately, he fell off our radar a week ago." He zoomed in on the picture on the other man and looked at Abby, saying calmly, "And this guy...This is Antonio DiNozzo; Anthony's biological father."
-Break-
Gibbs had his foot on the gas so hard that Ziva was afraid it would smash through the floor. He looked on either sides of the road angrily, searching desperately for Tony's car. "How much farther, Ziva?" He snapped suddenly, making Ziva jump. "Another mile, Gibbs." She stared out her window as she cleared her throat and added, "Another ten for the airport and only an hour left until the plane takes off." Gibbs shook his head in frusturation as he heard his phone ringing. He reached for it just as he slammed on his brakes, getting out of the car before it came to a complete stop. Answering the phone, Gibbs pulled out hsi gun and walked up to the car slowly. "Yeah, Gibbs."
Ziva followed quickly behind, barely making out the conversation that Gibbs was having with the person on the phone. She was more concerned about Tony's car and its smashed up appearance. She prayed that Tony had made it out alive and that he was alright, but with her father involved, she couldn't be too sure.
Finally, she heard Gibbs sigh heavily. He had just opened the front door and holstered his gun, staring at the blood on the steering wheel. Rubbing his head, he replied to the talker, "Ryan, what is it you're trying to say exactly?" He waited for a few minutes before his eyes widened slightly and he glanced at Ziva, who was already on the verge of throwing up.
"Leroy, Gregory was Anthony's step-father, the man who he thought was his biological father. His actual father's name is Antonio and he's in cahoots with Eli."
Hanging up, Gibbs began running back to his car. Ziva followed as she yelled, "Gibbs! Gibbs, what is it?" They climbed into the car and without buckling or warning Ziva, he slammed on the gas. "Tony's step-father was the one who died! His real jackass of a father is in cahoots with YOUR father!" Ziva looked at Gibbs with eyes the size of saucers. "Well then who was the one who beat him when he was a child?" Gibbs didn't reply at first, thinking that exact question himself. "Probably his real father." He growled, swerving down a dirt road. Ziva buckled up quickly and hung onto the side of the car, rubbing her forehead with the other. She felt her eyes watering slightly as she whispered softly, "Tony...Please be strong."
-Break-
Tony's eyes flickered open, hearing two men laughing. He could smell wine, red wine to be exact, and his eyes were still slightly heavy and blurry. His head was pounding painfully and as his eyes became more and more focused, he could make out the body of Eli David.
Eli looked at Tony and smiled, holding a glass of red wine in his right hand and taking a sip. "Anthony, so glad you could join us. The drugs shouldn't have wore off that quickly, so I take it you're not all there." Sighing slightly, Tony tried to move. However, when he couldn't, he looked down at himself. Eli had apparently bound his wrists and ankles with rope and then put duct tape across his mouth. He growled in slight anger as his eyes drifted over to the man sitting across from Eli. Tony felt sick to his stomach when he saw a very, very familiar face staring at Tony with a glass of red wine in his left hand. He stared at him for a few moments, making eye contact with the man's dark green eyes.
"Anthony," the man finally said, chuckling. "It's about time this moment came. Eli here wanted you away from his daughter and kidnapped me, hoping I would tell him where my son was. It was during this time that we realized we both wanted the same thing," Tony's eyes looked back at the floor and began closing as his father finished his sentence.
"We both wanted you dead."
Smiling at this, Tony actually laughed slightly and finally closed his eyes, relaxing calmly. He couldn't believe this moment had come, the moment where his father had teamed up with his worst enemy and finally planned on killing him.
His eyes shut and he calmly prepared himself for the end, for the minute that he would open his eyes and see his asshole of a father getting ready to kill him.