Chapter 6
For the whole flight back, not once did Tore close his eyes.
Tony looked over at him a few times; he tried to talk to him. But Tore stared at the window, watching first Israel and then the Middle East disappear below them.
Finally, when he could stand it no more Tony reached up and pulled his bag down from the storage compartment he had stored it in and he pulled out the envelope and tipped the contents onto the table that was between him and Gibbs.
"What's this?" Gibbs asked.
"Dunno, Z…she gave it to me, say's it's his papers." Tony said not wanting to mention her name within Tore's earshot.
He opened an envelope and stared stunned… "Boss...it's his birth certificate. She translated all these into English for me…" he was now confused she had made it plain that she didn't care about him but she had done all this?
"Oh…." Tony looked up with tears in his eyes, "He has my initials…." He passed the paper over to Gibbs.
"Adam David DiNozzo, D.O.B. 11th March 2014." Gibbs was stunned. "Adam?" he called.
Tore didn't answer; he clearly didn't know that was his name.
"Wait…B…boss, there's a…another…." Tony held out another two pieces of paper tears falling down his face, "Amelia Danielle DiNozzo, D.O.B. 11th March 2014…and a death certificate for the 15th March the same year. She had twins." He whispered. His heart breaking for the daughter he would never know.
He wondered was this the reason Ziva was the way she was with Tore…Adam…?
Tony decided he wouldn't mention his daughter to his son yet, maybe he knew and would tell him in his own time, maybe he didn't know and right now two much information would overload him, he could see he was barely holding it together as it was. He grabbed the certificate and walked down and sat in the chair next to his son.
"I found this," he said handing the boy the paper, Adam looked blankly at it. "Can you read?" Tony asked.
"I not read so good not English and a small Hebrew." He said haltingly in English.
"Your name is Adam David DiNozzo." Tony said using the anglicized version of David.
Adam shook his head, "No…my name is Traitore."
Tony lightly touched Adam's arm and focused him on the paper. "ADAM….DAVID….DINOZZO." He said punctuating each word and pointing with his finger. Then pointed at his son, "Adam…you."
Adam smiled (After that Tony didn't need a DNA test) and said an excited sentence in Hebrew and all three men on the plane looked confused. "I…sorry, I say, that I have a real name…like you?"
Tony smiled back, "Anthony Dominic DiNozzo….A.D.D…Too!"
"Sir, how I live in the new country?" he asked.
"You will come home with me…I have a house and we will make a room for you. I am your father; you will live with me from now on." Tony told him slowly.
It was hard going talking between them on the plane, Tony knowing very little Hebrew and Adam knowing very little English.
Finally Adam settled down and fell asleep and Tony walked over to where Tim and Gibbs were drinking coffee.
"Did he take it ok?" Tim asked.
"No Tim, he jumped out of the plane!" Tony said tiredly and smiled as Gibbs put a coffee in front of him.
"I don't get it Boss, why did she treat him like that, call him that name so often he thinks it's his name and yet give him a nice normal name really and not tell him?"
"Who knows Tony, look…your son is asleep, I suggest we get some sleep in before we land, there's going to be a lot of questions." Gibbs said and settled back within minutes they were all asleep.
Coming into land Tony started to wake up and realized that Adam hadn't been asleep for long, nudging Tim who was reading a book he nodded in Adam's direction. "How long has he been like that?" he asked quietly.
"Pretty much since you fell asleep, he's been looking at the birth certificate and mouthing his new name a few times, I think he's been practicing his English and reading?"
"But he can't read English, he's never learnt?" Tony said and got up and walked over to Adam and strapped himself in the seat for a landing, he went to strap Adam in and realized that for the whole journey Adam had been strapped in.
"We will be landing soon," Tony said.
"In America…yes?" Adam asked.
"Yeah, we will be landing in Washington D.C, that's where we will be living." Tony said and placed his hand on top of Adam's as the plane landed.
Opening the plane door, Hetty was there with a limousine waiting for them, "Director Gibbs, Mr. DiNozzo, Mr. McGee and I assume you are Mr. DiNozzo?" she asked the shivering boy who stood closer to his father. "Oh, my poor boy, quickly get in and I will give you a blanket." She said.
Adam looked blankly and she repeated her sentence in Hebrew. He nodded and climbed in and sat on the floor as he looked around at the opulence inside the car.
Hetty handed him the blanket and he wrapped it around him.
"You didn't buy him new clothes?" she admonished the men.
"I wanted to just get him out of the country and home safe." Tony admitted.
"I passed the information onto Mrs. McGee." Hetty said.
"Bet that hurt," Tim said with a small smile.
"Quite." Hetty agreed, "Mrs. McGee has apparently gone over with Mr. Dorneget and Miss Baker to get your home ready so I assume that she will have got him some clothes."
"OH GOD!" All three men said at once, the other two looking puzzled.
"Gentlemen, I am sure Mrs. McGee has been tasteful, Also I arranged a Visa, but it still needs a name, I am to drop it off as soon as you are settled."
"Adam, his name is Adam David DiNozzo." Tony said.
"Ah Hyphenated." Hetty went with a pen to write it.
"No DAVID not Day Veed." Tony insisted, "She gave up all rights to him…she should never have had any." Tony looked out of the window as it started to rain.
Pulling up to the house next door to Gibbs' house on East Laurel Street they all saw Abby waiting with Ned and Clara on the doorstep.
"Boss?" Tony asked and Gibbs nodded and got out.
Tony looked at the floor and realized he would have to carry Adam in, he looked over to tell him and smiled, his son was finally asleep.
Gently he lifted him up and carried him in past Abby who looked wide eyed with Tim's hand over her mouth and looked in disbelief it was really true.
Of course Abby had heard the news when Hetty had arranged for Tony's son to come home and she had organized a work detail telling the team that Tony had a son and he was coming home. They had spent the whole time cleaning and emptying out the larger spare bedroom and got furniture and painted it blue. Abby had got books in Hebrew and in English and a laptop and music system. She had filled the music system with English and Jewish music. She hadn't known what food to get so had brought something of everything.
Knowing Adam was exhausted he looked to Abby who just said, "The room next to yours," and she followed him up the stairs while Ned and Clara were filled in by Gibbs and Tim.
Abby opened the door to the room and Tony lay his son down on the bed, "My God Abby, you've done a fantastic job."
Abby stared at the boy as he turned and the bruises on his torso became apparent, and she could see he had never worn shoes in his life.
"He was a street kid, but she kept him in the Mossad compound." Tony explained.
Abby gave him a hug, "What his name…Hetty said they called him Traitore…Italian for Traitor?"
Tony nodded, "Ziva gave me his birth certificate he was registered as Adam David DiNozzo…he was a twin…" he said knowing she would get upset if she learned about it later. "Amelia Danielle, she died at a few days old."
"So Ziva loved you really?" Abby asked.
"No," Tony said quickly, "I was a mark a way for her to get close to Gibbs, to infiltrate the team…she…God Abby…" He wrapped his arms around her taking strength from her presence, "She beat him, she neglected him, and she called him that…name…she….he was her son and he was terrified of her, he had her beaten as punishment to other agents. He ate from trash cans, I'm glad I've got him away from that, but I've pulled him halfway across the world what if he hates me?" he asked his voice wobbling.
"He won't hate you…you love him." She said looking at the sleeping boy. "You saved him."
