NOTES: Only 4 more chapters to go including this one. Glad you are all still enjoying my little trip into my warped mind :)

Thanks for those who pointed out my error - corrected now.

Chapter 15:

"Damn," McGee said. He wasn't on the phone long enough to get him; it was only 32 seconds, we need at least 40.

"He probably knows that, that could why he hung up." Tony said, desperately hoping that was the reason.

"Try him again, DiNozzo," Gibbs said.

Before Tony could dial the phone rang again. "What the hell Dad, why did you hang up?"

"I had to think for a minute. I don't want you to come to me. You just need to run and save yourself. What name are you under. I will try and find you later when things settle down. Where are you heading?"

That threw Tony. "What do you mean I can't come to see you? You understand that you may never see me again don't you. If they catch me I am done for."

"I understand that son, but it isn't safe, you could put us both in jeopardy."

Tony knew he needed to get his father to agree so he let all his pent up emotions bubble up and hoped it would work. It was his last chance. Tears sprung from his eyes, his throat closed up and when he spoke the pain and fear was all to clear to everyone. Hopefully to his father as well, and hopefully he had some genuine feelings left for his only child, "Please Dad. I can't just walk away and never see you again. You are all I have left. I am turning my back on my entire life … a life you forced me to live! I don't think I can just start all over again." He paused for a moment, then said, "I don't think I can go on like this."

Tony's head was down and resting in one of his hands but Gibbs could see the tears dripping freely down onto Tony's pants. He suspected Fornell was just admiring his acting ability, but Gibbs knew he was seeing the real emotions of not just Anthony DiNozzo Jr but also young Michael Brooks who was forced to live a life no child should.

"Can't we meet somewhere, even if it is just for a minute." He waited a moment and then quietly, "Please Dad. I have to say ... goodbye." He left the meaning of 'goodbye' ambiguous, but he hoped his father would understand the implications of that word and that it would strike at the paternal feelings Tony hoped his father felt.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm not sure, I was going to fly to Florida because that is where you said you were last time we spoke. Are you still there? I don't know where else to go if I can't see you, maybe… Oh God maybe I shouldn't run, I should hand myself in … I don't know…"

"No you can't do that!" Senior snapped, he continued on in a calmer voice, "You are just scared now son. I understand that. I've been there too. I'm up North, how about you go to Canada? I can help you get across the border. From there you can go to Cuba or the UAE or someplace they can't get to you." It had worked.

"I don't have a passport."

"I can get you one. What's your new name and the date of birth?"

Tony supplied him with the new identity he had picked out.

"Ok, give me a while to get this ready for you. Head up to Boston and wait at the airport; do you have anything you can use as a disguise? Wear some glasses and a hat or something. But look inconspicuous. And don't stay in one place too long; move from gate to gate and try and stay in larger groups of people; don't sit alone. I might take a while but I will find you, Ok?

"Ok, but if the BOLO is country wide, they will be looking for me. I'm not going to fight them."

"Those airport guards have hundreds of things to look for these days. Blend in and they won't even see you. Now promise me you make any rash decisions like hand yourself in. I want to see you too son."

And just like that Tony had managed get his fathers to not only agree to meet him, but insist he promise him he would. McGee who was the only one listening to both sides was impressed with how Tony managed to manipulate the manipulator. Impressed and a little scared.

"OK, I promise." Tony said.

"See you soon, Son," again senior ended the call.

Got him! McGee said. McGee pointed out a flashing green dot on a map of Rhode Island. "Looks like he's in Providence."

Fornell got out his phone and spoke to one of his agents. They were sending the closest agents to Providence to try and find him but they were to follow and observe only.

The four men watched the dot on the screen for a couple of more minutes before it disappeared from the screen. He had no doubt destroyed and dumped the phone. Nothing they weren't expecting, but it was disappointing.

"Call it again." Gibbs suggested.

Tony called the number for John Smith again but knew what to expect. That same electronic voice telling him once again the person he was calling was unavailable.

There was no return call this time.

"Now what?" McGee asked.

"Now we go to Boston," Fornell supplied.