I OWN NOTHING
*That Night*
"Okay Abby, I played nice for the day now I have a question." Tony said, as Abby sat on the couch he stood up.
"What?" Abby chirped, ignoring Tony's tone, the only person that could.
"Why do you think I'm Michael?!" Tony said, voice raising.
"Well, last night when we made that picture, well that's the one I sent out, I got 5 responses that's exactly were you went and they all said that Michael had brown hair, and well…I was playing around with the possibilities one looks exactly like you. I mean what we didn't take into account using morph pro was grandparents genes. Shannon's father had brown hair, and when Gibbs first joined the Marines he had brown-ish hair." Abby said slowly.
"So you think that I-I'm Michael." Tony said jaw dropping. "You know what my childhood was like, why would someone kidnap me, then throw me into that life?" Tony asked, pinching his forehead once he sat next to Abby.
"Maybe it was fate." Abby said, holding his hand.
"What if I don't agree with fate!" Tony asked, voice stoned walled so no emotion would pass.
"It doesn't matter, the past is the past and fate is fate. Who knows maybe, just maybe fate put this here, now so that a kidnapping scandal can be busted, or to keep someone fighting for the silver lining on a cloud." Abby said.
"But why, why would someone do that? Why would fate let a child get kidnapped?" Tony asked.
"Now we're going into God, and he probably did that so that you would become who you are today, and-" Abby started.
"What does God want with me?! I'm just a fuck up, that kills people, a killer fuck up!" Tony said.
"No your not. Tony your not a fuck up, and those people you kill, they killed others and had a gun pointed at an other person, you saved at least 1 life, that's justice." Abby said, "And yes, your not perfect, but no one is, not me, not Gibbs, not Ziva, no one on this earth is perfect. Besides, of you weren't kidnapped, then you probably would have died in that crash that we found out about. Then I wouldn't have meet you, and Gibbs wouldn't have the best senior field agent-dash- possible son." Abby pointed out.
"But if I were there I could have stopped the accident." Tony said, frustrated.
"How?" Abby challenged.
"I could have gotten sick." Tony said, staring her in the eyes.
"You wouldn't know when that would happen you'd be 12! You'd probably be dead!" Abby said coldly. "Besides I already sent the swabs to a close friend that does that kinda stuff."
*2 am*
Ring. Ring.
"Ugh who in their right mind calls at 2?" Tony said reaching over a peacefully sleeping Abby.
"Um, what?" Abby said dragging out the word.
"Hello?" Tony said sleepily.
"Agent DiNozzo. Due to the accident, you and Abigail have the off. I can't get her to pick up, so tell her for me." Jenny said.
"Yes Ma'am." Tony replied.
"Goodnight." Jenny said hanging up.
"What's left of it." Tony murmured, closing the phone.
"Who that?" Abby mumbled, back to Tony, eyes closed.
"Director Shepard, said we get the day off."
"Okay." With that Abby was asleep.
*8 am*
"So we really get to go pick up Gibbs and Timmy?" Abby said as she bounced into the elevator.
"Yup." Tony said nodding.
"Yea!" Abby said, tone similar to a 5 year old at Christmas.
"We're here to pick up Timothy McGee and Leroy Jethro Gibbs." Tony told the nurse.
"Thank God!" The nurse whispered, Tony chuckled.
"That bad?" Tony asked.
"When we wouldn't give him a hamburger he stared at us for 40 minutes. Then yelled at us to get him coffee." The nurse said.
"He's alright." Tony smiled, then the door opened.
"Yea!" Abby said running over to Gibbs and giving him a big hug. "Timmy!" Then moved on to carefully hug McGee.
*Later*
"Great! I drive the cripple bus!" Tony whispered as McGee and Ziva sat in back, with Abby up front.
"Drive faster!" Ziva ordered.
"Fine! Fast enough for you!" Tony said flooring the gas pedal.
"I guess." Ziva said, arm crossed, fake pout on her face as she fell back into her set.
"Damn Tony! Give me a warning!" McGee said.
"You just can't please people these days!" Tony said. "Now raise your hand if you want a caffeinated drink or snack."
"That's all of us." Abby said.
"Fine." Tony said parking the car. "Come on, I'm not gonna get it for you." He said ushering them out, then walking to the trunk to get out the crutches for McGee.
"Thanks." McGee said as he hoisted himself up.
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