A/N: For queenbee1711 thank you for the idea. I hope you like it.
Tony really didn't mind guarding Kayla, he wouldn't have volunteered if he did. She was a young woman still learning and still growing. Without a mother to teach her it was going to be harder. Giving up a night wasn't a big price to pay to see her smile.
She came to the gym and he taught her basic self defense. Enough to strike and run, for now it was enough.
He stood on the sidelines and watched her as danced and mingle with her friends. When she moved he moved always keeping her with in his sight. He stopped to talk with some of the other agents that were there, some of the security was hired by the school, others were hired by the parents of the children.
Tony smiled as he talked to some of the private security that were hired by the parents. He made sure his playboy frat boy mask was firmly in place. He did what he always did he took things in dismissed the irrelevant , but kept the important. He did it without thinking.
The smile that was gracing his face never left but it also never reached his eyes as he watched Kayla move her date's hands once again from roaming, back to her waist.
When the couple split up Kayla went to talk to her girlfriends sipping her fresh drink. Tony nodded his head just once noticing the way she was holding the plastic cup. It was not going to leave her hand. She remembered, he was glad about that.
He strolled up to the boys not far away from where the girls were talking. He pulled her date to one side still keeping Kayla within his sight.
" Keep smiling kid we have an audience. Hey Marcus, you let your hands roam on her body and touch her ass again, I'll break your hands, understand? Her dad can't touch you but I can, get it?"
"Yes sir."
"Good remember that. I have no problem carrying out my threat, you can consider it a promise." Tony wrapped his arm around Marcus shoulder and gave it a squeeze, a nice tight one as they walked back to the group of boys.
He went to Kayla and whispered in her ear. "Do you need the ladies, little lady?"
When she shook her head no, Tony went back to the side and kept watch.
An hour or so later he started to get a funny feeling. He scanned the room looking for anything different. It was then he noticed three new security guards, but they looked different. Tuxes were not the best, clean but ill fitting, their hair and nails looked unclean, too. They were armed you could see the outline of the weapons if you knew what to look for. It was the shoes that gave it all away, they were old and they were dirty. No private security company worth their reputation would let any employee leave looking that way.
He was with a group of agents they knew each other by name and by reputation. Tony laughed at something that was said. Keeping his smile firmly in place he told them what he saw. The men and women were experienced enough to trust his judgment, Tony had a reputation around the agencies as a good agent and someone you could always count on.
It didn't take long to formulate a plan little by little the group broke away and continued on their rounds keeping watch on the students. While they were talking it was decided that only the agents would take part in surrounding the three newcomers then pulling them away from the students. One of the agents went out to call for back up, lots of back up with all of the students having parents that were important in the politics and goings on in Washington. They were going to need it, just in case.
In a blink of an eye the three men were hustled out of the dance and brought into a side room. Cuffed and patted down the weapons were removed as well as the list of the students and their parents. Cell phones and a two small cubes of c-4 and wire. Soon the FBI had everything under control, as far as Tony was concerned his job was done.
Tony walked a very angry Kayla to her door. She hadn't said a word to him since they dropped off Marcus. He stood by her side as her father opened the door to let her into the house.
"Kayla aren't you going to thank Agent DiNozzo?" Vance asks.
"Because of him I'll never get a date with Marcus again. I hate him."
"You had better come in DiNozzo and explain." Vance orders.
Once in the house Tony watched as Kayla flops herself on the couch. "I'm not sorry Kayla I did it for you."
"What did you do?" Vance asks anger seeping though his voice.
"Her date had wandering hands, I watched her move his hands away from her bottom more than once. I told him that if he did it again, I'd break them. That you couldn't but I would have no problem doing it."
"See. He admits it. Marcus hates me now."
Vance sigh in relief, in fact he is rather pleased with Tony. He watches as Tony kneels in front of his daughter and take her hand in his.
"Kayla look at me, please. You're too good for him. A real man, or in his case young man would have listened and paid attention when you moved his hands the first time. He as no respect for you at all, no respect for himself either. One day you'll thank me. But right now hate me all you want, I still like you."
He stands and tips his head. "Good night Director Vance."
"Good night Agent DiNozzo and thank you, thank you for everything." Vance says then watches as Tony closes the door behind him.
Vance came into the bullpen Monday morning carrying a file in his hand. He stops at the threshold and slaps his thigh with the folder.
"DiNozzo." Vance says
"Sir?" Tony responds then stands.
"You left out a thing or two about the dance."
"Nothing for you to worry about sir, It was all taken care of."
"What did you do now, Tony?" Ziva asks with a smirk.
"He stopped a attempted hostage situation."
"How?" Gibbs asks
Vance read the highlight off of the report that he received not more than an hour ago. Then he handed the file to Gibbs.
"Some of the parents want to meet you."
"Can you tell them no thank you, Director. I still do some undercover work. I'd like to keep it that way."
"I'll take care of it."
"Thank you sir."
"Good job Tony." Gibbs says after Vance left.
"Thanks boss."
"Tony. How did you know?" McGee asks.
"Never underestimate the power of good grooming and a spit shine on your shoes, McGee." Tony answers with a million watt smile.
A/N: eh not sure if I like it. My muse has taken a vacation I'm struggling to find the right words... Until next time.