Author's Note: Sooo…I needed something to replace my TWD fic (even though I still have one or two chapters left to write for it, I still am pretty upset about it ending!) and I had forgotten how much I love NCIS, especially Tony *drools* so I decided to write some sort of fic! Hooray! Now, my knowledge of all things science is pretty limited, so bear with me! I'm re-watching the first season as we speak, so I'm aiming to improve my knowledge at least a teeny bit! But anyways, sorry for all the TIVA lovers out there, this is a Tony/OC fic. Bit of drama, bit of romance, bit of smut, bit of everything really! I hope you enjoy
A Bad Day
Tony DiNozzo was having a bad day. First of all he slept through his alarm, which meant he missed his morning run. Then he couldn't find his keys. The he got stuck in traffic. He breezed into NCIS ten minutes late, earning himself a slap on the back of the head from Gibbs.
"Sorry, Boss" he mumbled, earning himself another slap.
"Coffee run" Gibbs simply said, before sitting back at his desk. Ziva and McGee hid their smiles behind their computers and Tony sighed.
"On it, boss" he said, before turning around and walking back into the elevator. He tapped his foot impatiently as he stood in line at the nearest Starbucks, already in a bad mood. However, this didn't stop him giving the pretty blonde barista behind the counter a winning smile and a cheeky wink as he collected his orders. He also made a point of stopping by the closest 7/11 to pick up a Caf-Pow for Abs. He might as well try to be in someone's good books this morning. He returned to the office, drinks in hand, and placed them on the appropriate person's desks.
"Thanks, kid" teased McGee
"Don't push it McProbie" Tony growled and McGee laughed, shaking his head, returning to his stack of paperwork.
"Thank you, Tony" smiled Ziva as he handed over her tea
"Don't get used to it" he said with a sarcastic smile. He popped Gibb's coffee on his desk without a word, and the returned to his own. He took a healthy chug of his latte, and turned on his computer, almost forgetting Abby's Caf-Pow. He excused himself from the bull pen and headed on down to Abby's lab. As usual, some heavy metal music pounded from her lab and Tony chuckled to himself. He could practically see the goth-cum-forensic specialist dancing around her lab as she worked in his head, but as he walked through the door he was left surprised, and confused by what he saw.
The raven haired woman had been replaced with a chocolate haired mystery woman. Tony stood and watched her with a frown on his face. She didn't even notice he was there. She sang along perfectly, dancing around a little as she studied something through a microscope. Tony noticed a ring in her nose, and a bright red streak in her hair, framing the right side of her face. She had a good body, of what he could see from the lab coat she was wearing, and he chuckled as he noticed the combat boots on her feet. Abby's replacement was like a little Abby clone. Mystery girl pulled away from the microscope and twirled around, catching sight of Tony stood in the doorway, and let out a scream of surprise, dropping the paperwork she had picked up. Tony set the Caf-Pow on the side and immediately bent down to help her with the papers, doing his best not to let his eyes linger on her long legs coming out from under her plaid skirt, or on her cleavage revealed by her low cut black top. Yup, she was definitely like Abby alright, sisters maybe? Friends? More than friends? He'd always wondered about Abby secretly…maybe she swung both ways? Do you listen to yourself, DiNozzo?, he thought.
"You scared the bejeezus outta me!" the mystery girl gasped as she frantically gathered up the papers.
"I'm sorry, I don't normally have that effect on women" Tony teased and she rolled her eyes, her big, beautiful blue eyes…
"I'm sure" she said sarcastically and laughed. They both stood up and Tony handed her the papers he was holding. "Thanks"
"No problem" Tony rubbed the back of his neck, cocking his head "Now, I don't mean to be rude or anything but where-"
"Tony! I see you met my new assistant!" Abby ran over and sweeped up the Caf-Pow waiting for her on the counter.
"Assistant?" Tony questioned, looking at the new girl. She gave him a smile.
"She says assistant, but really I'm just as qualified as her" she teased, tilting her head towards Abby "What she means is, they hired an extra forensic specialist to help with the workload, but for now I'm just learning the ropes. I'm Brody" she extended her hand to Tony, who took it and kissed it.
"Enchante, Brody, I'm Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo, but you can call me Tony" he winked as Abby rolled her eyes in the background. Brody let out a snort of laughter and let go of his hand.
"Alright, Casanova" she laughed and Tony's smile faltered, normally the whole kiss on the hand thing worked a charm.
"So, Abs, how come you never said you were getting an assist-uh, another person in the lab?" he caught himself saying assistant, but hastily changed it when he noticed Brody's glare.
"I didn't even know until Gibbs told me" Abby shrugged "To be honest, I was kinda pissed at first, but then I found out it was Brody and I just couldn't say no"
"You guys know each other?"
"Yup. We grew up with each other, but lost touch when we went to different colleges" Brody said, taking the Caf-Pow Abby was offering her with a raised eyebrow. She took a cautious small sip, her eyes widening as the delicious beverage slid down her throat "Oh my god, that's amazing! Dude, I need to get one of these!"
"Tony will be more than glad to get you one; he delivers every morning, right Tony?" Abby smiled at Tony, who narrowed his eyes at his friend.
"Yeah, sure" he mumbled. "So anyway, Brody, how did you land the job here?"
"Well, I was working forensics for the FBI but…" Brody cleared her throat "Ya know, circumstances change and all that, then my uncle got in touch telling me about the position"
"Your uncle works here?" Tony leant against the doorway of the lab, his arms folded, one eyebrow raised in question.
"Yeah, he's kinda high up, I think. He's been like a dad to me since my dad, his brother in law, was killed in action."
"Navy?"
"Petty Officer First Class" she said proudly, and Tony nodded, impressed. "Yeah, when he was killed, I was only about 14 and knew straight away I wanted to help catch the bad guys. That's how I got into forensics, but when I tried to apply to NCIS before, there weren't any available positions, so I applied for the FBI instead"
"Well, glad to have you on board, newbie" Tony gave her a winning smile and she returned it, flushing slightly. Her eyes darted behind him and back to him, and he furrowed his brow in confusion. The smack on the back of his head seconds later answered his question.
"Just because it's Monday and there's nothing to do, DiNozzo, it doesn't mean you can goof off and harass these two beautiful women" Gibb's harsh tone barked in his ear, as the older man weaved around him and placed two more Caf-Pows on the counter, winking at Brody, who smiled back at him. "I see you've met my niece?"
"Y-your niece, Boss?" Tony spluttered as Gibbs wrapped an arm around Brody's small shoulders and gave her a squeeze. His stomach clenched and sank, now he had no chance of getting to know this beautiful girl better…
Yep, Tony DiNozzo was having a bad day.