Gibbs sat in the car for what seemed like 2 minutes but when checking his watch he found two hours had passed. He held his palm against his forhead as he tried to rub out an increasing migraine. He squeezed his eyes shut and kept his head down as he considered his next move. Surely it wasn't that hard. He wanted Tony on his team with a doubt; he just had this niggling in his famous gut telling him that DiNozzo could create problems.
"Ah hell." Gibbs hit the steering wheel in front once more before clambering out his car and swinging the door shut. "You better be worth it DiNozzo."
Gibbs strolled into the large building and signed in before following two detectives, deep in conversation, down the hall.
"You saw Tony's face?" Gibbs ears pricked up as DiNozzo's name was mentioned.
"Aye. Looks like he has another bruiser to his collection." The two police officers laughed steadily as they moved past a double set of doors.
"He mentioned something about doing it again, if it meant catching his guy." The other snorted and spoke in a low voice.
"Probably will as well!" They both chuckled amongst themselves. "Shame... he's a tight bastard." The two officers turned off as they approached the large door showing rows of desks with people busying themselves around each of them.
Gibbs pushed the door open with a slight smirk before stepping into the compact room. He spotted Tony sitting at a rather central desk piled with sheets of paper that DiNozzo seemed to be scurrying through. Instead of reaching across to slightly smack him on the back of his head, Gibbs braked suddenly and reached a small flight of steps to the left. He climbed them two at a time and reached a wide door with 'Captain Turner' embedded in the glass on the door. The Special Agent knocked sharply and stood patiently as ever.
"I said NO! Don't you understand that, Jeffers?!" The rough bark was thrown from inside the room. Gibbs, already bored, entered the room with a strong shove of the door.
Turner's eyes followed Gibbs into the room and watched as he sat carefully in the chair opposite him. It was about mid-day so the sunlight streamed in through the spectacular window at the end. The blinds covered half of the window but the view was still clear of the car park and Gibbs' car.
No words were spoken as Gibbs placed his hands out front and interlaced his fingers before glaring intently at the plump man. Turner grinned, showing his yellow teeth.
NCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCIS
2 hours later
Tony meandered into the familiar building. To someone who hadn't been there for a few months, it looked magnificent. It was an old but nice looking building that often caught everyone's eye that walked past. To Tony, it had never felt right. His last place, Philly, was the same and he had never settled.
When Tony was younger and in the military academy, he had found a job which let him pay for his degree. Sure, it was only a Phys Ed but it had furthered him in finding his dream of being a police man.
Ever since Tony was young, he had wished of stopping men like his father from dealing in business he wasn't supposed to know about, yet still did. He had been naïve though and had learned far earlier than he should have that being a policeman wasn't as easy as it had sounded when his father talked about them. Although, it had only been negative stuff, Tony was able to read between the lines and learn about the real dealings that happened in every day life. The things that he hadn't experienced in his fancy lifestyle. Things that chomped away at him whenever something was brought up, that he could relate to.
Tony hated having no place where he could call home. The older coppers often discussed their families with the other detectives around them and, even if Tony wasn't ready to settle down to that level, he knew he had to protect those people so that they were able to talk about their families peacefully. He couldn't change the world, he was well aware of that, but Tony knew he could help it along, even if it was just a little bit. By putting away people like Poppa and Matheus, he helped someone who could have been killed and that was what Tony relished more than anything.
"Nice bruiser there, DiNozzo." A sturdy voice broke through his reverie. Tony glared at his captain standing in front of him. "I was wondering when you were going to clock in."
"Well I'm here now aren't I?"
Turner snorted briefly before gesturing for Tony to walk beside him. DiNozzo obeyed if only to keep his job, since he was already walking on a fine line.
"I'm surprised Gibbs isn't behind you somewhere."
"I doubt that, Captain." Tony grunted out. The captain turned to stare at Tony.
"You upset someone again, DiNozzo?"
"By phoning you probably. There was no need to get involved."
"Tony, I already explained this to you." He said curtly.
"That's BS, Turner. There was no rich daddy… I'm not a detective for brownie points." Tony added after seeing the raised eyebrow.
"Good point," Turner let slip a tiny smile before covering it up again and reaching up to grab Tony's face. "That guy really punched you, hey?"
"I'd do it again to catch him Turner, you know that." Turner laughed aloud.
"Yeah, I know." There was a brief pause before Turner continued, "Now get back to work. You should see the pile of work on your desk." The captain grinned at Tony's scowl before scampering off to his office, detective Jeffers following him in.
NCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCIS
"Surprised?" Gibbs lifted an eyebrow at Turner's vacant stare. A snort escaped the plump face. Turner put down the pen he had been holding and mimicked Gibbs casual pose in his chair.
"Hardly. The only thing I'm surprised is you not turning up earlier."
"Really? Well then I-"
"Let me guess. You," He pointed at Gibbs for extra emphasis "want Tony," He pointed out his door "on your team?"
Gibbs tilted his head and smiled chillingly at Turner. The plump man let a large howl of a laugh escape before he held up his index finger indicating for Gibbs to wait one minute. The Captain leaned down to the bottom drawer of his hollow desk and pulled out a large brown file. Turner flashed it at Gibbs before placing it on his desk as if a special occasion and opening it up.
The captain reached inside his pocket and pulled out some reading glasses and placed them on his slightly crooked nose. His tongue played with his teeth as he read something before lifting out a white piece of A4 paper. Lifting up his pen, he wrote 4 simple letters down.
'NCIS'
"Okay. When Tony is being shipped off to another place you'll be the," Turner paused and counted on his paper. "Fifth agency we will call." Turner took off his reading glasses and stared at the blank face of Leroy Jethro Gibbs glaring back.
"Fifth?" Gibbs threw out sharply.
"Fifth." Placing his glasses back on, Turner read off his list. "CIA, FBI-"
"FBI? Agent Fornell?"
"You read my mind." Turner returned sardonically.
Gibbs chuckled to himself and looked to the side. Now he had to get Tony on his team. Gibbs turned back to the captain and looked serious once again.
"Tony won't join them." Gibbs pointed to the list in Turners hand.
"But he will join you?" Turner replied mockingly.
"Yep." Gibbs threw back instantly as if the most obvious thing in the world. Turner rubbed his hand across his face and sighed.
"Look Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. I'm tired and I really cannot be dealing with this crap right now." He threw the sheet on to his brown desk and placed his hand above it. "Who even says I want Tony to leave?"
"You hate him." Gibbs replied evenly.
"The man gets under my skin but it's painfully obvious he is a damn near brilliant cop."
"And could be an even better agent."
"Even if that were so Gibbs, what makes the department look good makes-"
"-You look good. Listen, I got that. Tony will fit right in at NCIS, even you could see that."
"However much he looks up to you doesn't change the fact he is on Baltimore P.D payroll, Gibbs. "
"You can change that easily Turner."
"Ah, that I can. But," Turner paused in mock thought; "do I want to." he smiled child-like at Gibbs as if tormenting a dog.
"It's in Tony's best interests."
"Like that is what you care about, Gibbs." Turner challenged.
"Damn right it is." Gibbs voice rose in anger. "Nothing is more important that the health and safety of my team." Gibbs stood up in protest. Turner glared up at him. "If you didn't realise that the first time you met me Captain Turner, I can guarantee you wouldn't be able to get into NCIS… never mind my team!" He sneered at the final part.
Turner followed suit and stood up straight as much as his stature would allow.
"How dare you! DiNozzo is a detective and I damn well hope you realise what you are getting yourself into with him. I didn't mention the fact the man is like a wasp to honey when it comes to trouble and I'll be damned if I see a detective leave here without proper back-up!"
The two leaders fumed at each other after Turner finished shouting. The captain's voice suddenly became much gentler as he talked to Gibbs.
"Do you really think that we would be having this conversation if I didn't believe Tony would be alright under your command? I think it is you that is mistaken if you think I cannot see your qualities Agent Gibbs." Turner finished, almost gasping for air as he threw himself back into his seat, causing the whole room to shake alarmingly.
Gibbs worked his jaw as he looked at Turner who was breathing heavily after his rant.
"So, you will let Tony join?" He asked suspiciously.
"Only, so I can get you off my back, Gibbs."
Gibbs nodded his appreciation and smiled slightly as he shook the other mans sweaty yet firm hand.
"And of course you allow Tony to help in any investigation I so desire." Turner added as an afterthought.
"Limited."
"I can't win with you, can I Gibbs?"
The ex-marine shrugged as he clasped the plump mans hand for a second time.
NCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCIS
Tony waved off all of his work companions bidding him farewell. 'Good luck' and 'see you again Tonester' were thrown at him as he left the large building, for what he hoped, to be his last time. Gibbs was waiting in the front seat of the blue sedan as Tony swung his backpack across into the back seat. He climbed in and made sure he buckled up before Gibbs had a chance to zoom off.
"Missed me that much, hey Gibbs?" Tony smiled across the middle of the car before looking back to the old building.
Suddenly, something connected with the back of his head. It jerked his head forward and he screeched out a squeal, showing his pain. His hand instinctively reached up to touch where Gibbs' hand had thumped and he massaged the spot gently.
"DiNozzo.. I have an awful feeling," Gibbs glared albeit playfully at Tony, still wincing from the pain, "that I am going to end up doing that a lot with you."
"Heh… could be worse, right." At Gibbs' glare he focused his attention back onto the road.
"Yeah, it could be." Gibbs laughed happily along with Tony, as they pulled out of the Baltimore P.D car park.
Tony had found his home and he was more than prepared to fight for it.
A/N Well guys.. That's it. It's quite sad really... but that is truly... it. I hope you enjoyed it, since I enjoyed writing it. Sorry if the grammar is not perfect but i have tried really hard to get the last chapter to be the best one which I hope it is. Think of it as a season finale... right? Anyway i would really appreciate a bit of feedback about it but if you haven't got the time to write down a few words... hey it's not my problemo right.
Thanks a bunch to the people who reviewed and stuck with this particular story of mine and I really hope you continue to read my other ones. I also hope this ending was satisfactory and in character, cos that's what I wanted. Keep writing... and reviewing of course and i hope to talk to some of you again!
All the best x
Leigh... Your Author.