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Disclaimer: You know the drill; I do not own NCIS or its character Anthony DiNozzo. I may dream, but it's not going to happen.
Chapter Two:
I study the gray building in front of us; it's not new but then again it's not old, the walls are concrete and look slightly dirty, but then again so do the surrounding buildings.
"What is this place?" I ask
"It's a soup kitchen." He responds with a knowing grin.
"And why did you bring me here?" I ask and he rolls his eyes.
"Come on." He sighs and takes my hand, leading me inside the building. Inside there are many rooms, each with the same coloured off-white walls and the blue-gray tiles, Tony leads me through a maze of corridors until we finally end up in a room full people sitting at large wooden tables and plastic chairs, with a make shift kitchen at one side.
"I still don't understand." I say, but I really can't help thinking about how he is still holding my hand and the fact that I don't want him to let go.
"I thought you might be hungry." He admits with a shrug and I can't help but smile.
"Thanks." I mutter and I feel my cheeks start to burn. He ignores in to my relief and leads me over to the area where the food is being served.
"Thanks." I mutter again once we are seated with bowls of soup and a cup of tea.
"No prob." He responds with a smile that makes me blush again.
"Why are you doing this?" I ask after a few minutes of silence.
"I um… thought that you would … um…" he trails off.
"What did you think?" I ask before I realise how tactless I was being.
"I thought that you might need a break from life." He mutters.
"But you don't know anything about my life."
"It's not hard to guess."
"Tell me." I whisper not sure if I want to know what he sees.
"You used to live a good life before the people you are running from people hurt you, since then you haven't trusted anyone, even your oldest friends because they all hurt you in some way or another. You will do anything not to go back there, but you are scared that things will get worse."
"How do you know this?"
"Because I've been through it." He says with a sad smile.
"But why are you helping me?"
"I'm giving you the break that no-one gave me."
We stay silent and finish the rest of our meal, not sure if we can trust our mouths with words.
"What now?" I ask once we have returned our cups and bowls.
"We find somewhere safe for the night." He tells me and leads the way out the building.
"Is anywhere safe?" I ask with slight sarcasm earning me a grin.
"Depends on who you are hiding from." He replies. "But this place should do for the night." He grinned as he pointed inside a dark alleyway.
"Fine." I sigh and follow him in. We sit down behind some empty dustbins for shelter and to remain hidden. I pull my thin jacket closer to my body, trying to get warm. Tony notices and starts to remove his jacket. As soon as I notice I protest but he shrugs it off and continues anyway.
"Thank you." I smile when he places it over me, already warm from when he was wearing it. I pull it closer and I can smell his scent, it's kind of musty but I like it and I instinctively bring it closer.
When I wake up it is still dark. My position has moved and I am surprised to find my head on his shoulder and his arm draped around my waist pulling me closer to him, but I make no move to remove it; I feel strangely safe, and I want this sensation to last forever. I close my eyes and drift back off to sleep.
Then next time I wake up it is still dark, but something is wrong, I can feel it. I look over at Tony, he's sensed it too and his eyes are darting around the place looking for any sign of danger.
"Can you see anything?" I whisper as quietly as I can. He quickly shakes his head and brings his hand to his lips, telling me to stay quiet. We wait for what seems like hours as the noise in the alleyway dies down and we are left in silence. Once we are both sure that whoever it was is gone, we emerge from behind the dustbins.
"We should move." He tells me and I nod in agreement.
"Do you know who it was?"
"No, but we've got to get away from here and fast. We don't want to be here if they come back." He takes my hand again and I feel it start to tingle in his warmth.
"Thanks for giving me your jacket." I say handing it back over to him.
"I would not have been much of a gentleman if I'd have let you freeze." He says with a shrug.
"So you think of yourself as a gentleman?" I tease.
"No … I was just… Oh never mind." He mutters and his cheeks blush slightly out of embarrassment. "Come on." He says leading the way.
"Where are we going?"
"I dunno, we'll decide that when we get there."He says with a slight laugh and I can't help but join in. After a few minutes we start running, gathering distance quickly from the alleyway in which we slept in, and somewhere along the line we joined hands.
But little did we know that we were being watched by two different people…
Okay a bit of a cliff-hanger there. More action will be coming and so will answers, I hope you like it and please tell me what you think. I really would like to know what you guys think of Alexis and the situation they are in. Your opinions always matter =)