A/N: Here's Chapter 2 of my best Tabby's friend story, smush68. Go and read her stories, she's amazing! Author I tell you!
A/N2: I'll just give you a hint about what you're about to experience. A new person comes in Tony's life, whereas an old person leaves from his life.
She arrived later than usual, trying to grasp her thoughts. That mad had crashed her car stole her heart and still managed to occupy her thoughts. Normally, she would decorate him like a Christmas tree with her words, but somehow he managed to get away, like she was the victim and she, herself, let the murderer go away. She slowly opened the doors and got in her work, ignoring everyone. Not that she or they cared, anyway. Her only friend from work, Jasmine, noticed her behavior and immediately got alerted. ''Ingrid?'' She looked star struck. Jasmine shook her, trying to wake her from the slumber she put herself in. ''Ingrid!'' She flinched and gasped, looking at her with questioning eyes. ''I…I met a g-guy…'' She gulped and looked at her friend who was now smirking. ''You'll tell me everything via message, but right now you need to fly to your desk, before the boss sees you, ASAP!'' She gasped again, fear in her eyes. ''Oh no!'' Jasmine smiled. ''I covered for you. Don't worry, I even said that you had an accident.'' Ingrid chuckled. ''That's not a lie.'' Jasmine raised her eyebrows.
The strange man was Special Agent Anthony D. Dinozzo, A.D.D mentally swearing that his father gave him an ''illness'' as initials. He was now in the elevator, waiting to arrive to his desk in NCIS. Navy Criminal Investigative Service. Something like CSI only if you're dyslexic, as he would always say. He was humming ''Luck, be a lady tonight'' keeping a note to hug Abby tight for giving him that amazing MP4. The elevator stopped in another floor to take someone who called it. The elevator doors revealed Abby, the forensic scientist/specialist or professional, the only woman that can kill you and leave no forensic evidence at all, wearing her usual dark clothes. He smiled widely. ''Here's my dark angel, there she is! I was just thinking about you!'' She raised her eyebrows questioningly. ''I hope not naked.'' He winked at her and the other people in the elevator looked at him with a weird expression. He touched his heart, pouting. ''That's hurtful, Abs.'' She looked at him. ''I hope you don't mind me coming at the bullpen, huh? I feel a sudden urge to entertain myself.'' He gasped. ''The angel of the darkness hurts me again. What did I ever do to you, baby?'' She was taken aback by his happiness. As the elevator doors opened and they exited, he grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, singing. She was shocked, but she wasn't the only one. Ziva was filled with jealousy and shock, whereas McGee left his mouth open and Gibbs was furious. Tony kissed her hand. ''My lady…'' The team looked at Abby who was now shrugging and looked profoundly shocked. He laughed. ''I met this woman…'' They looked at each other. ''Oh…'' They all said together as Gibbs continued looking at files piled up in front of him, whereas McGee continued his paperwork, Ziva continued making calls and Abby headed back towards her lab. Tony looked at them and then looked at the way Abby went. ''What…?''
Ingrid finished describing her incident with her friend and she glanced at her desk to see her expression and reaction. Jasmine winked at her, putting her thumbs up. Ingrid giggled, thank God who made her day and continued working. It was now 9 o'clock at night, work had been crazy all day, so many people to insure or THINK about insuring, not leaving her a moment to think OR relax. There were all now leaving one by one, so Ingrid and Jasmine packed their things and headed towards each other. Jasmine rolled her eyes. ''Jesus, I'm tired.'' Ingrid nodded. ''You have no idea how much I understand you. I regret every single moment I even thought about doing this job. I'll go and drink away my tiredness.'' Jasmine smiled. ''The bar across the street? Well, knock yourself out, sister!'' Ingrid nodded and Jasmine hugged her. ''Have fun, my single friend.'' Ingrid smiled. Jasmine was the only person at work who actually had more things in common than anyone else in there with Ingrid. Thank God!
Ingrid arrived at the bar and Barry looked at her and smiled. ''Welcome home, Ini.'' He would always call her Ini. They knew each other so many years and Barry was now old, still working. Ingrid sat down. ''The usual, Bar.'' He smiled and poured her the drink.
Tony was still at work doing paperwork and looked at his watch. Everyone left except from him and Abby. Abby came to see him. ''Hey, Tony. I'm leaving, want to crash at my place? Take some popcorn and watch a movie?'' Tony smiled but shook his head. ''I'm good, Abs. I'll go to the bar, don't feel like being in 4 walls.'' She smiled. ''Want company?'' Tony shook his head. ''I want to be alone, Abs, sorry.'' Abby smiled and nodded. ''Respected.'' How much he loved Abby, he couldn't describe. She wasn't like all those chicks not leaving him alone even in the bathroom, she was awesome. She was like the sister he never had. His best friend EVER. They could communicate without words. She knew him better than he knew himself. She was just amazing. Those two were the only ones to stay late in NCIS and he wouldn't lie, when he knew that she was there he would feel safer, close at home. So he stood up, kissed her cheek and left the building with her, watching her drive away. He would miss her like he always did when they left NCIS, even though if they would still meet up tomorrow again, it felt like they would never see each other again. He knew that she would move in another team, though. Something no one else knew. Maybe she wouldn't see her again, after all. He took his car and went to the bar, only to find a familiar face.
He went in, smiling. ''Well, if it isn't the girl with the name I love.'' His husky voice made her gasp and turn around, trying to pinch herself and see if it was a dream. She nearly fainted, but God knows how she managed to compose herself. ''Well, if it isn't my new client!'' He laughed. ''Mind if I join?'' She smiled and made room for him to sit. ''Of course.'' He ordered his drink. ''Her drink is on me.'' She gasped. ''No way, mister.'' He shook his head. ''Please, let me.'' She nodded, thinking that no woman could say no to him or resist. And that's how the night passed, until Ingrid looked at her watch. ''Oh, it's late, I have to go.'' He hated that sentence, he always had. ''Can I take you home?'' She nodded. ''Sure, I'll go take my car some other time.'' He laughed. ''You're the first woman that said that to me.'' She laughed. ''There's always a first time.'' He felt hot inside him when she said that, like the urge to grab her and kiss her, even make love to her all night. Instead, he put his arm on her waist and she let him lead her whenever he wanted.
The whole ride home has been awfully quiet which put Tony on edge as he couldn't even say any smart remark like he always did. Ingrid liked it better than saying something on her part that might ruin the night. She let herself dream some more. ''Oh, there we are.'' He smiled. ''Nice neighborhood.'' He mentally swore for that. Nice move, you idiot. The neighborhood is full of junkies. He was sad that their night ended already. He could hear this woman forever and never get tired or bored like he did with every other blonde chick. She nodded. ''Yeah, sure, if you like collecting crystals and listening to Yanni like a new-age guy. I'll-I'll see you again.'' He put his hands on his head and grabbed her wrist when she went to open the door. Their lips met in what seemed a never-ending dream. She was shaking. When their lips parted, he tasted her lipstick in what tasted like soft cherry and smiled in satisfaction. ''Goodnight, princess.'' She looked pale, must be because of the kiss. ''G-goodnight. Sleep tight.'' She exited the car and she nearly fainted when he drove away. ''Good God, Ingrid. Inhale, exhale, shut up and stop stuttering…''