NCIS:
TONY, I WOULD LIKE YOU TO MEET...
DISCLAIMBER:
NCIS and characters do not belong to me.
SUMMARY:
A few days after Kate Todd's funeral, Tony dose something and now it's been a little over seven years. What happened in the past comes back to him...with a shock! What did Tony do and why would it come back to him now?
Little TIVA, MCABBY and maybe a love interest for Leroy Jethro Gibbs
CHAPTER 13: SOMEONE FROM THE PAST...
TUESDAY MORNING...
ZIVA'S P.O.V.
I watched as Tony came into the Bullpen and threw his bag onto the floor. I knew he was angry at his dad for not showing up last night to have dinner with Jessie, him and me. I saw Tim look over a Tony.
"What are looking at, McStare?" Tony asked.
"Nothing, everything okay, Tony," Tim asked.
"If by everything you mean, besides the fact my father never showed up last night, Jessie was disappointed she didn't get to meet him. So yeah everything is fine." Tony growled.
Then Tony picked up a piece of mail. He opened the envelope and I got a glance at what the envelope had said.
'Junior'
It was from Tony's dad. After Tony read it, he began to rip up the note and threw it away.
"Tony?" I asked.
"He couldn't make it, because of a business deal. Jessie wanted to meet him and was disappointed when he didn't show. He chose a business deal over meeting his granddaughter. I never should have told her he was coming..." Tony growled as Gibbs came walking through with his cup of coffee.
Gibbs looked over at Tony.
"Another hard day of leaving, Jessie," Gibbs asked and Tony looked over at him. "No, my dad didn't show up for dinner last night." Was all Tony said.
I thought it was going to be another long day of paperwork until...
Gibbs phone rang and he didn't talk long.
"Gear up! Dead marine," Gibbs called and we gather our gear.
TONY'S P.O.V.
We grabbed our gear. Gibbs and McGee walked in front of me, while Ziva walked beside me.
"Maybe, its better she didn't meet him." I said to Ziva just before we reached the elevator.
The ride the elevator was quiet and I was in the back seat with Ziva as we made our way to the crime scene. Ziva tried to talk to me, but I didn't say anything.
I was still mad at my dad for disappointing Jessie. I didn't care anymore if he disappointed me, but to do that to Jessie...I don't know; it was something else.
THE CRIME SCENE...
Finally, we reached the crime scene and I got out of the car. I looked a few houses down to see a girl with blonde hair, a woman with chestnut hair and... Jessie. The marine just happened to live down the street from Colleen Parry.
"DiNozzo," Gibbs gave me a head slap and I looked at him.
"What?" I asked I hadn't been paying attention.
"Photos," Gibbs told me and I grabbed the camera.
"Tony, what...?" Ziva began.
"That's Colleen's house." I said pointing to a house that was three houses down.
"Where Jessie spends the day?" Ziva asked and I nodded.
Then as if she knew I was looking Jessie looked up and saw me. She started to come down the sidewalk only to be stopped by, Colleen. Jessie pointed at me and said something to Colleen.
"What do you have, Duck?" Gibbs asked as I looked at the scene.
"This young man was..." He stopped.
"What's going on?" A voice started and I looked at Ziva who had a clear view to see who it was.
"Z..." I began.
"It's Jeanne..." I had known who it was as soon as I had heard the voice, but I had been hoping Ziva would tell me, that it wasn't her.
When I got outside, I was shocked to see Jeanne Benoit standing at the end of the driveway. A lot had changed in the four years since I have seen her. She had with her a little boy and he looked no older than a year, and she was very pregnant.
"Tony?" Jeanne asked looking surprised to see me.
"Jeanne, what are you doing here?" I asked still in shock at seeing her.
"I live here. What's going on?" Jeanne asked and there was no easy way to break it to her.
"We got a..." I began.
"Daddy," Jessie yelled and was running down the sidewalk, Laura, and Colleen right behind her.
"I tried to stop her, but..." Colleen began and Jeanne looked from Jessie to me.
"Tony...?" Jeanne began.
"Jessie, I'm working and I need you to go back with Colleen, okay?" I asked and Jessie just had to stubbornly shake her head.
"I want to work to with you." Jessie told me.
"Jessie...you need to go back to Colleen's house for now and I'll come and get you right after work." I told her.
"Jessie, why don't we go back we can make cookies for your daddy, okay?" Colleen asked and Jessie finally agreed.
Jessie gave me a hug and then I watched as Colleen, Laura, and Jessie made their way back down the sidewalk.
"You...have a daughter?" Jeanne asked.
"I found out about her a couple of weeks ago. Looks like you've moved on too." I said as she opened the door to her car and sat down in the driver's seat facing me.
"I have and I lo...I had to move on. This is my son, Charley." Jeanne said her voice sounding bitter toward me picking up the boy and putting him on her lap the best she could.
"I know this is hard on you, but...I need to ask you a few questions." I began.
"Why would someone want to hurt, Carlo?" Jeanne asked.
"Do you have anywhere to stay?" I asked her and she nodded numbly.
"Carlo has a sister who lives across town." Jeanne said as the tears began to fall.
"I'm going to help figure out what happened." I said, but I don't think she heard me as she pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number.
With one last look, I made my way back inside.