Chapter Updated: August 23, 2010
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for·tu·i·tous[/fawr-too-i-tuhs] adj. happening/coming about by chance, especially giving rise to good fortune o·blit·er·a·tion- verb [uh-blit-uh-rey-shuhn]To do away with completely so as to leave no trace It began in the middle of the winter, December 29,when the day burned itself into two individuals' memory, leaving them close to death. She had never expected to come to love the one who destroyed her world. It seemed as though the top of the world fell on her, but he helped her push it off. So will forbidden love bloom, or will she nearly kill him… again? Tony Dinozzo never realized that she could make his life a living hell. After all, she was just a girl, and he was the school's star athlete. First he befriended the goth science geek, then he had to protect the loser computer geek too and finally his best friend Kate was put in a coma. His life seemed to start to crumble when he accidently crashed into the girl's car when he was driving to escape his father on that fateful icy day…
Chapter 5- We All Fall Down
"DiNozzo!" the tone made him flinch, and he spun around, his eyes widening as the Sarge paced towards him. Tony gulped nervously- over the past three weeks that he had been living with Gibbs and Kelly, he had never seen the man look so furious.
"Yeah, Boss?" he asked cheekily, and winced as the man slapped the back of his head, causing the kid to gape at the older man. "What'd I do?"
"Detention," the teacher snapped, and Tony gaped after him as Gibbs retreated back into the school. The boy beside Tony- Jimmy Palmer- sent him a curious and apprehensive look.
"When did you start tying your own noose?" he asked, and took a quick step back as Tony sent a glare rivaling Gibbs' at him.
"I'll catch you later," he promised Palmer, and hiked his bag up over his shoulder before chasing after Gibbs. He had almost escaped school today, expect now he was being called back by Gibbs.
"Uhh, Sarge?" he called hesitantly after Gibbs, his pace picking up as he darted to find where the man had gone. Tony noticed the teacher walking towards the gym, and began jogging after him, ignoring the stern, "No running in the halls, DiNozzo," a teacher threw after him.
Tony slipped through the halls like an eel, slamming into the glass doors. They flew open with a click, and he trailed after him, his thoughts dwelling on what he had done in the past three weeks to deserve detention. He'd toed the line silently, kept the disruptive behavior to a minimum, and refused to participate in any fights with the people who jeered at him in the hallways. Overall, keeping his nose clean had been tiring, but he had to do it. If he caused the school to call his dad, he'd have no choice to go home with him.
As usual in the days after the crash, Tony found himself tangled in his thoughts. He was so focused on the problems at hand, that he didn't notice the person in front of him until he tripped over a pile of loose books, falling with a grunt.
"Oh, I'm sorry," a voice chirped, and he found himself blinking at the sudden jarring of his body. He rose slowly, and looked for whatever had tripped him and caused the voice. "I'd have moved them, but I've been locked in here since lunch and can't get out. Can you give me a hand?"
Tony narrowed his eyes and looked around. "Are you in the ball cage?" he asked hesitantly, staring at the metal contraption as he didn't notice any other place to get stuck in. He was right outside the gym, and he briefly paused to wonder when he had made it to the gym.
"Yes!" the voice seemed relieved. "I'd appreciate it if you'd get me out of here. I can't get the metal stuck because they threw some balls in on top of me too so I couldn't lift the top up. I mean really, I was annoyed that I had to miss the lab with Ducky. I mean, we were dissecting cats. I've been looking forward to that since freshman year, and I mean, honestly. Junior year is awful so far," Tony just stared at the crate at the incessant babbling that refused to stop. Ignoring whatever the owner of the voice, a girl, he could tell that much, was prattling about, he unchained the ball cage before flipping the lid up and staring at the girl who had been crammed in there. She wasn't as crammed in there as she had lead him to believe- in fact, she was currently texting on her phone. When he threw the top open, she turned a bright smile towards him as he helped her out.
"I'm Abby Scuito!" she chirped cheerfully, "Let me guess who you are." She took a step back once she was firmly on the ground and put her hands on her hips. While she thought about him, he gave her a curious glance.
She had black hair, chunky bangs, and huge boots with chains on them. For a second, he just stared at the rest of her clothing- skull hair bands that tied her perky pigtails up, slightly smeared black lipstick, bright eyes, a red shirt with bowling pins and a skull on it. He took it all in, and blinked in surprise. She was that Abby Scuito.
"Tony DiNozzo!" she interrupted his thought process, and he stared at her for a minute, not saying a thing. He remained silent for a few breaths of time, then gave her a wry smile.
"My reputation proceeds me, madam," he told her elegantly, and she gave a bright laugh before jumping forward and hugging him.
Spontanious? Yup. Fun-loving? So it seemed. Hyper? Of course. Talkitive? Definitely.
"So I was just texting Timmy and telling him that I was stuck in here when you came along. He had tutoring though, so he couldn't get me. Thanks for helping me out. I have to get home to help out the nuns, because I know Sister Rosita will try to plant the garden without me, and it'll put her back out again. Anyway, I'll talk to you later okay?" she prattled out, and Tony still stared at her, off-balance as he stepped back.
"Anthony," the voice made him twist and jumped around, and he found himself instinctively stepping back and shielding Abby. "Where have you been the last few days?"
He gulped nervously as he noticed his father, and he held a hand to stop Abby's nervous chatter. "Go, Abby," he ordered her, not taking his eyes off his father. For a second, he was sure she wasn't going to move, than she took a casual step back. Tony reached down and picked up her backpack- what he had originally tripped on- and kicked it over to her. He heard her pick it up, and then she scrambled away. Tony heard the patter of her retreating footsteps and the slamming of the gym door as she scampered off.
"What are you doing here?" Tony asked his father evenly, even if the boy just wanted to run away.
"I came to pick you up from school when the maid notified me that you had been out past curfew the last few nights," his father said, and Tony twitched. He'd been gone three weeks and he thought that the only reason he hadn't seen Tony was that the boy was out past curfew?
Tony was so scornful of his father, that he didn't see the blow coming until it sent him staggering back towards the ball cage. He shot a glare towards his father, his eyes narrowed and cold, but the glare died as his father just advanced on him. "In the car, Anthony," the man snapped, and Tony's eyes widened.
"I have detention," he fielded the order, but his father didn't look appeased.
"You can make it up tomorrow," Senior snapped, and grabbed Tony's shoulder in what would have looked like a friendly gesture, but was really a crushing grip that Tony knew would leave bruises.
"Dad," he began, but stopped at the backhand across the face. "Sir," he corrected himself, defiantly meeting Senior's eyes. "I cannot miss this detention," he stated firmly, and rocked back slightly on his heels as the next hit left a stinging sensation on his cheek. He was going to end up coming to school black and blue tomorrow, he knew that.
"You can," DiNozzo Senior told his son coldly, and Tony looked at him in disbelief. He didn't want to miss detention, not a detention with Gibbs certainly, and he didn't want to get in his father's car.
He wasn't sure if his next words came from stupidity, anger, or three weeks living with Gibbs. Either way, the words fell out of his mouth like a hex, freezing both of them instantly. "I won't."
He saw his father's look of disbelief, and took the opportunity to coldly turn away and begin walking towards the gym. He stared at confusion when Abby peeked around the door before turning back in. He couldn't go in the gym now- his father would hurt Abby if she got between them.
Later, he knew he shouldn't have worried about Abby. His father had no intention of allowing Tony to make it to the gym.
It was the first blow that hurt the worst- the one that landed roughly on his spine and caused Tony to go staggering forward. The next however, didn't just hurt, it seared, even if it wouldn't leave a mark the next day. The second blow had been just Tony's father digging his foot into one of Tony's pressure points.
He was sure that the third was going to be the worst by far. His father had spent so many years learning how to hurt people that it wasn't going to be pleasant. However, he was shocked when the next blow didn't land. Instead, he heard an even tone meeting both DiNozzo's ears.
"You are prohibited by law to strike a student on school grounds," it was Gibbs, Tony realized, and he gave a small smile. He shouldn't have forgotten the fact that the man was in the gym Abby had run straight towards, but then again, it was hard to think when confronted by a man who was just as dangerous as a striking cobra.
"I am not prohibited to lay a hand on my son if I am disciplining him," that was Tony's father, and Tony's heart sank just as quickly as it had grown.
"Discipline is allowed by law, child abuse is against the law," Tony briefly considered how his father wasn't dead by looks alone. If looks could kill, his father's body would have disappeared weeks ago. Instead, it just gave him room for range to strike.
"Kidnapping is illegal, too," Tony's father snapped, and both DiNozzo's were shocked by Gibbs' low chuckle.
"Child abuse to kidnapping? Why so desperate?" No response came from Senior, and instead the man stormed away. Tony gave a low sigh of relief that turned out more like a groan, but at the moment, he didn't care. He was safe for now. "On your feet DiNozzo," came Gibbs' voice, "And open your eyes," Tony winced as the eyes he hadn't known were closed opened automatically at the order. Green eyes met blue, and Tony smiled in thanks as he struggled to his feet.
He turned his head to the junior girl peeking around the gym. She gave Tony an uncharacteristically shy smile, and he grinned back. "I owe you one, Abbs," he said, the nickname slipping out automatically, and she laughed.
"We're even, Tony. Besides, friends don't owe friends," she winked energetically, and Tony laughed, even if it did make his still-healing ribs ache.
"So we're friends now? I thought we were just going to be each other's 9-1-1 substitutes," he joked, and beside him Gibbs sighed. The sound made Tony glance over at him, and Tony remembered why he had been heading to the gym in the first place. "What'd you need, Boss?" he asked, and Gibbs blinked, furrowing his brow slightly.
"Talking about last week's test. It can wait, DiNozzo. Let's go home," he turned away, giving Abby time to wave Tony a quick good-bye.
As Tony followed Gibbs, he began to grin.
It had been a strange day.
A/N-
Well, Abby came in, so this chapter had some purpose. I know things have been dragging (last one was a filler, I know) but they begin to pick up. I know Ziva's been absent, but next chapter centers around her. Since this chapter was never planned, and it revolved around Tony again the next one is about Ziva. Tivaness does pop up next chapter!
Each chapter will be dedicated to two reviewers. :D
This chapter is for two people by name, however, thank you to everyone who did review
AgentDiNozzo13 (did you get your Tony abuse? More is coming up soon. Also, the two of them will get things figured out next chapter, or the one after that) and
It'sMyFavoriteSong (I hope it was meatier. And longer. :D)
Sorry for the wait. Please review!
Also, to anyone that reviews this chapter, I will write you a oneshot for any fandom and any pairing I recognize.
The only Gibbs/Tony in this story is Father/Son. I can't imagine the two of them in a relationship other then father/son, friends, or the NCIS canon one… so yeah. No tony/gibbs romance.
