Hearing those words come out of his mouth, Hotch stares folding his arms across his chest he waits. Tony looks at him and smiles one of his million dollar smiles.
He points to himself. "Anthony DiNozzo Junior, formerly of NCIS, senior field agent to Gibbs; MCRT. Bullet tore through my thigh and my knee a year and a half ago. Can't work the field, I won't jockey a desk. Just so you know, Gibbs has a better glare. Now coffee, tea, or water?"
Rossi gives him the once over. "You're the one who spotted the origami."
"Guilty. The little animals just seemed out of place. So you still think I'm the unsub?"
"Until Garcia clears you, all bets are off." Is Hotch's retort.
"I would offer you wine but as you're all on duty, I do have ginger-ale I like it with chunks of fruit." He says as he puts a large bowl filled with salad and another with bread on the table.
It was Rossi's reaction that Tony enjoyed the most as they ate the food. The way he closed his eyes then licked his lips. The other agents just ate not really expressing any feeling for the food.
"You know Tony, my wife is going to angry with me if I gain anymore weight."
"I'm not forcing you to eat my food, eat the salad. I wouldn't want to be the one to make your wife angry."
Hearing the ribbing that can only come from a long friendship Morgan asks. "You two have known each other long?"
"College, Ohio state. We were in the same Frat house." Tony answers.
It was Matt who told them their history, leaving nothing out . He wanted the agents to trust both Tony and himself.
"I have a really bad sweet tooth, I have biscotti or shortbread if you like, with your coffee." He offers as he stands and starts to clear the table.
"You know better, get out Molly go lay on the couch." Tony nudges his cat out from under the table as he starts to paw Jayje's foot.
"Why is your male cat named Molly?" Emily asks as she scratches the cat behind his ear.
"Because he belonged to a three year old girl and she named him. The family moved to Oregon, dad got a job offer at a better hospital."
Answering his cell Morgan has to suppress a laugh when Garcia starts to babble. He put the cell on speaker so they can all hear her. "What's going on down there the computer system is down and I can't send you anything. I've been trying to get a hold of you for over two hours nothing is going through. I found IDs for five of the names. I've put them in the system and I'm looking for family. And to see if they connect somehow."
"There is a problem with the phone an internet system P.G., someone on the road crew cut the wires." Emily explained smoothly.
"Boneheads! How am I suppose to keep in touch with you and feed you information if I can't reach you? I also ran some of the people in the town starting with the local LEO's and their family and friends. All of them are clear as far as I can tell, I also found a surprise, a retired federal agent from NCIS, Anthony DiNozzo Junior, bullet in his knee ended his carrier. He has a long history of being a top notch investigator, and an undercover specialist. He has been offered jobs from every agency including ours, has been known to think outside the box finding clues and trails that make no sense until he points them out. His closure rate at some of his past postings before he became an agent were always in the high nineties, even before he became a detective. He got his gold shield in Philly before he was thirty working undercover, for us, he left Philly after the case was closed too hot for him, from there he went to Baltimore then Gibbs from NCIS, hired him after finding out his partner was dirty. All around good guy and good looking, has a reputation of being a player like Morgan, but from what I can find it's all talk just like Derek, with the hours you guys work who has time to serial date. He has a trust fund that he hardly touches, also he has two sealed files in our system. I didn't open them. He was exposed to Y-pestis in a bio-hazard attack while at NCIS, he survived, barely, left him with compromised immune system, and from I've been able find out scarred lungs. So how come I can reach you now your signal is very strong stronger than the one in the police station?"
Derek looks over at Tony with a Cheshire Cat smile before replying to Garcia. "Thanks baby-girl, we'll talk to you later." Derek tells her then ends the call.
"I can answer that, my former Probie came and revamped my system. I didn't ask and he didn't tell. Gibbs and the bosses want to make sure I'm okay. I'm on a lot of lists for criminals that want me dead. One group of people in Philly, the Macaluso family would like nothing more than to see or hear that I'm no longer alive,"
"I thought your name sounded familiar. You kept the federal prosecutors busy for almost three years bringing down that crime family." Hotch informs him.
"I like nothing more than to keep a bunch of lawyers neck deep in paperwork. Keeps them out of the way."
Rossi smiles before he says anything. "Not a fan of lawyers I take it?"
"They have their place in the system, I'm just not found of defense lawyers. They always like to cause trouble, try and poke holes in air tight cases. That's one thing I'm glad I no longer have to deal with. So are all bets off now, agent Hotchner?"
"Yes."
"Would anyone like some coffee?"
He didn't get a foot away before his cell started to ring. He laughs slightly looking at the expression on the faces of the agents in his dinning room hearing the ring tone of Chopin's Funeral march. "Gibbs was a sniper. The ring tone suits him."
Putting the cell on speaker he answers. "Hi Gibbs kind of late for a social call isn't it?"
"You have a serial killer down there and you didn't call me? One of the victims is a marine we thought had gone UA. McGee got a beep or whatever it's called on his computer. You talk to your buddy I want in, dead Marine; my case." Gibbs growled.
"Hey Gibbs I don't work for you anymore remember? As for the case you're too late the BAU is here working it."
"What the hell are the mind readers doing there? They will muck up the whole thing with their mumbo jumbo."
"Not just any mind readers as you call them, they sent their A team you know the same one that have a closure rate the same as yours ninety-eight percent. Good team as I recall you calling them before."
"You fix it and tell them I'm coming, bringing Ducky, McGee and Bishop, with me."
"I'll try, one thing call Fornell and ask him to point you to their tech analyst, they are going to need her here. The system is down here, road crew cut the lines, and they can't get through to her. She can use my system to do what's needed. Oh and Gibbs she sounds like a lady on the phone, make sure she has a seat, not just netting, on that military hop you're going to take." Tony closes the call before Gibbs has a chance to yell.
He shrugs his shoulders as he looks at the team. "Well you're going to need her here and Gibbs will make sure she gets here in one piece. She found out things about me that are suppose to be hidden."
"I'll call her." Jayje says turning away from the table only to have Molly follow her.
"She can stay here and room with Ellie Bishop if you like. Closer to the computers and if she is anything like all of you, closer to the coffee pot."
Just after nine A.M. Gibbs and company walked into the police station. He flashed his credentials to the desk officer then growled when he was told to wait. That someone would be out to get them.
The chief walked toward the desk with purposeful strides. "You knew they were coming and still you insist on playing games, one more stunt like this and you'll be back walking a beat. And from now on, you let Tony in when ever he comes, understand?"
"Yes sir." Joe replies sharply Garcia looks at him and sees a flash of anger in his eyes as he answers.
"If you agents will follow me, I'll bring you to the rest of the group." The Chief tells them before turning to lead the way.
Rossi happily take the bags she is holding out of her hands. "Kitten you made it."
"Agent Gibbs was very kind to me, made sure I had a pillow to sit on and that I was comfortable. Gave me some tea, he even stopped so I could use the ladies room. Somehow I got the impression from his team he doesn't do that too often."
Her team was use to her ramblings when she was nervous, they took it as a good sign that she was fine.
He gets a better grip on the bags then places a hand on her shoulder. "I'll bring Garcia over to Tony's place she can get set up. I'll get her started with what we know so far."