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A SECRET STALKER

CHAPTER 1: A new player

Special agent Tony DiNozzo, was his annoyingly, upbeat, cocky self. How could he not? With an amazing team, or family? That line was blurred, but he wasn't one to complain… more then usual. After ten years of being with NCIS, he never felt so loved and needed.

Just like any other day, Tony strode into the bullpen all his confidence in his step. But was surprised at the decoration to his desk. A vase of flowers adorned his desk, roses and lilies. He stared at them for a moment before walking, hesitantly towards his desk.

"What is wrong Tony? The flowers are hitting, yes?" Ziva asked, breaking Tony out of his trace.

Tony laughed, "striking Ziva."

Ziva frowned, "What?"

Tony grinned, "The expression is striking, not hitting."

Ziva's face flashed with annoyance, "I hate this language and is insistent use of random and ridiculous idioms!"

Tony couldn't help the bark of laughter that escaped him, until the head slap came. He heard it then felt it.

"DiNozzo! You just got here and you already managed to annoy Ziva and me." A voice growled behind Tony. Tony jumped, and slowly turned around with a grin.

"Sorry boss. We all have our talents!" Tony said.

"I guess so. Yours is to get to work!" Gibbs barked.

"On it boss!" Tony yelped, and sat down. He finally got a good look at the flowers.

"Where'd the flowers come from?" Gibbs asked.

Tony shook his head, "I dunno boss. They were here when I walked in."

"Could they be from your date?" Ziva asked.

Tony looked up, "How could you possibly know that I had a date last night?"

Ziva rolled her eyes, "Seriously Tony. You have a new date every day of the week."

Tony gave her a hurt look, "Ziva… you wound me! Aw… who am I kidding, its true. But I know this isn't my date. Looks like I have a secret admirer!"

Ziva snorted, "Who would be interested in you?"

Tony grinned, "Oh come on! Who wouldn't?!"

"Hey you two. Back to work!" Gibbs barked, "Where's McGee?"

"Here boss!" McGee rushed into the bullpen, face flushed from running, "Whoo! That was a long run up the stairs!"

"You're late." Gibbs growled.

"Yeah Probie! I was here on time!" Tony quipped.

McGee huffed, "Sorry boss, couldn't find my keys."

Tony snorted, "Yeah! Sure."

"DiNozzo! Finished with those reports?" Gibbs asked.

Tony shook his head. Gibbs glared at him, "Well… what are ya waiting for!"

Tony nodded and placed the vase of flowers to the side before reading the note.

Hello my sweet special agent DiNozzo! You know me, but not personally, although I know you. Can you guess who I am?

Tony shivered as he read the note. It was really creepy. Who ever sent this letter new him, but he didn't know them. Dang! why did he have to attract the crazy people. Oh well, this was probably some love sick kid. No need to bring it up.

Tony was brought out of his reverie when Gibbs's phone rang.

"Gibbs." Was his monotone reply, "Got it."

"We got a case?" McGee asked.

"Ya. Grab your gear. Dead marine, about a mile outta D.C." Gibbs said.

McGee shook his head, "Just as soon as I got here. Perfect timing."

Tony grinned and put an arm around him, steering him forward, "That's what you get for being late!"

He felt another head slap, "That goes for you too, DiNozzo." Gibbs growled.

Tony scowled as McGee laughed, "laugh it up, Probie."

They worked hard that day, since it was a Friday they didn't want to be stuck in the office. It was a surprisingly easy case, the marine was rich and the butler did it. How messed up is that.

Tony voiced his opinion while everyone was finishing their reports.

"I mean come on! This is like some eighties movie! The butler did it? That is really messed up!" Tony exclaimed.

Ziva grounded her teeth, "Tony! Shut up!"

Tony looked at her with a grin, "Why Ziva?"

"I am trying to work, and your insistent talking is driving me into the wall!" Ziva said.

McGee cracked up, "up the wall Ziva."

Ziva glared at him, "Up the wall, through the wall, around the wall… it doesn't matter! The point is Tony is annoying!"

Tony raised his hands, leaning back in his chair, "guilty as charged.

"DiNozzo!" Gibbs barked, "Where's your report?!"

Tony jumped, "On your desk boss."

Gibbs nodded, "Alright. Go home people, it's five and we need a break."

Tony whooped and gathered his stuff, and began to walk out when he was met with an armful of Abby. Abby Sciuto crashed into Tony with one of her famous "Abby hugs" that left you needing an oxygen mask.

"Tony!" she squealed, with her white lab coat, flowing behind her. She was dressed in a black shirt and skirt with platform shoes that looked like torture racks.

"Abby! Can't… breath!" Tony gasped, and she let go. He tried to get his breath back.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry Tony! I can't help it, I like hugs they make me feel good, and most of the time they make the other person feel good! But they can really hurt when you catch someone of guard, oh I don't know. Do the consequences out weigh the benefits and-" Abby rushed though her rant, pig tails swinging around her like propellers.

"Abby!" Tony shouted, "How much Caf-Pow have you had today?"

"Oh about five or six mega cups." She mumbled.

Tony gave her a brotherly glare, "Abby… we talked about what that much sugar intake does to your already hyper mind."

Abby gave him her best puppy dog eyes, "I know! But I can't resist the alluring aurora of my Caf-Pows!"

Tony laughed, "I know. So what's up?"

"Oh. I just wanted to know if you were doing anything this weekend. I'm not doing anything and I don't want to be bored and you always manage to make my day special!" Abby rushed out.

"No I'm not doing anything. How about you come over tomorrow and we'll order some pizza!" Tony said.

Abby nodded vigorously, her pigtails following her, "it's a date!"

Tony stared after her as she moved into the bullpen to talk to the others. He sighed happily and made his way to his Comoro. He opened the door when he saw a letter on his windshield.

"What the…?" he muttered.

He opened it to find another letter, "Okay… this is weird."

Did you like my flowers? There is plenty more from where that came from. Don't be surprised, you said it yourself… how could anyone not like you?

Sincerely, your secret admirer.

Tony shivered again. This was getting creepy, he took the letter and flung it into the back seat. He started his car and began the drive back to his apartment. When he got there and was at his door he spotted another note attached to his door. This one was even more creepy, it was his name with a heart around it then secret admirer written on the rest of the space.

Tony stared and pulled out his gun. Whoever this person was, knew where he lived and that was creepy enough!

He slowly unlocked and opened his door, and cautiously searched it. Finding nothing he began to relax, grabbing a beer from the fridge he flopped on the couch and searched the channels.

After hours of watching T.V. Tony drifted into his bedroom, and got in bed in his boxers and a t shirt. He drifted into a dreamless sleep.

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