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slutforsilverfoxes · 6 months

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Agents DiNozzo

[A/N #1 TLDR version: Got busy with an externship, got hospitalized for a cat bite, I missed u all v v much

A/N #2 for realsies: Would Tony and his wife be allowed to work together on a team? Probs not. Would Gibbs be crazy enough to voluntarily work with both of them? Even more probs not. But it makes my lil heart happy so here you go :)]

Pairing: Tony DiNozzo x wife!agent!reader

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There are two things in your career that satisfy you to no end: 1) Getting justice for the victims whose case files come across your desk and 2) Working with your husband every day. The latter presents complications, of course- the occasional conflict of interest, quibbles over theories following you home from the office, an added level of anxiety during contentious takedowns- but it also allows you the distinct privilege of spoiling and, arguably more importantly, embarrassing the hell out of one Anthony DiNozzo, Junior, on a daily basis.

Your head lifts on its own volition, guided by your nose tuning in to the sweet smell of hazelnut creamer and woodsy cologne permeating the air of the NCIS bullpen. Your partner, both in and out of the field, has evidently returned from a midday coffee run looking as delicious as the pastries you’ve spotted by the to-go cups on his desk. Checking to make sure your boss is still nestled securely in the Director’s office, you cross over into Tony’s space just as he lays his suit jacket across the back of his chair. Slipping your hands into the back pockets of his tight-fitting slacks, you can’t help but serenade him with the ten-second clip of brain rot that plagued your social media for a ridiculous number of weeks. “Can I get to the yams?” you whisper-sing through a giggle, pinching his favorite cheeks of yours, maintaining your grip even as you attempt to dodge the hand nearing the back of your head. “Sweet ya-am- ow!” Darting out of his reach, you drop into Tony’s seat with a pout, arms crossed petulantly. “You have hereby been demoted from Very Special Agent to just Special Agent for that.”

“You-” Tony sneaks a glance at McGee and Ziva who are trying- and failing- to hide their smiles before crouching to meet you at eye level and lowering his voice to carry on, “You are the reason we had to sit through that inappropriate conduct seminar for three hours last week.” He maintains an even tone, but you can see his lips twitching with amusement.

“I’m sorry everyone in this office is jealous I can touch your butt and they can’t,” you huff with an eye roll.

“Literally no one is jealous of you for that,” McGee calls from his desk across the aisle.

“Well, you guys are missing out,” you respond with an exaggerated sigh.

Shaking his head, Tony fixes you with as stern a look as he can muster. “Save it for later, Bee,” you intone in an imitation of your husband’s voice, “I know.”

“You would think,” he begins, offering you a hand to help you up and walking you back over to your desk by Ziva’s, “that you’d have moved past the infatuation stage at this point in our relationship.”

“And you would think you’d have stopped calling me ‘Probie’ by now, Anthony.”

“I have! ‘Bee’ is different than ‘Probie’. It’s a nickname and it’s cute.”

“Says who?” you challenge, eyes narrowed.

“Says the-”

“If you say ‘Senior Field Agent,’ I swear to God, Tony, you’re sleeping on the-”

“DiNozzos!” Gibbs’ gruff voice puts an immediate stop to your squabble as he descends the steps two at a time. “Ziva, McGee, all of you, front and center. Whaddya got? Besides too much time on your hands.”

“Coffee and a suspect,” you supply with a smile, turning on the plasma display as Tony presents Gibbs with a cardboard cup. “For once, Agent DiNozzo’s go-to theory seems to hold water.” Raising an eyebrow at your husband, you playfully mock, “It was the wife.”

Tim picks up the next leg of your shared insight. “Credit card history has the Lieutenant Commander’s wife meeting with our hit man at a hotel in Anacostia two weeks before the murder, Boss.”

“We also traced these calls from the burner found on our victim’s body,” Ziva indicates for Tim to highlight the outgoing calls on the phone logs before continuing, “…to his sister in law, Anna.”

The redhead’s photo pops up on the TV, and your husband lets out a low whistle that has your hand instantly connecting with the back of his head. “You are my light, my sunshine, and the very air I breathe, my dear,” he speaks through a grimace, trying to gauge your reaction through his peripheral vision.

“Go pick our hitman up,” Gibbs instructs, cutting off your bickering before it can begin by dangling the sedan’s keys on his index finger in front of you.

You snatch them up, sharing a catlike grin with Ziva. “My pleasure, Boss. I might be needing his services soon, anyway.”

“Uh uh,” your boss calls as the two of you start collecting your things. “Take Tony.”

Your husband flashes you a sheepish smile while you grumble at him over the lip of your coffee cup. “Let’s go, Dick-Nozzo.”

“It’s your last name, too,” he points out astutely, holding out his hand for the keys.

“Shut up. I’m driving.”

As the elevator begins its descent, Tony slips two fingers under your chin and turns your face towards him, concern muting the typical sparkle in his olive green eyes. “Are you really upset with me, babe?”

You count the seconds ticking away in your head, relishing in the way he squirms under your stern gaze, before relenting at second fourteen. “No, you big dummy,” you say with a nudge to his side. “She’s hot.”

Tony lifts your hand to his mouth and presses his lips against your wedding band before asserting, “You’re hotter.”

Curling your free hand around his tie, you tug him closer and land a sound kiss on his lips. The elevator dings to indicate you’ve reached the parking garage, and you reluctantly release your husband from your grip with a satisfied smile and a murmured, “I’ve taught you so well.”

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luccettis · 7 months

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anthony dinozzo senior might be tony's father but god gibbs is his DAD. the way he asks if gibbs missed him or was worried. when gibbs talks about him. the way tony and gibbs find a pretty lady and flirt with them while interrogating them. jethro gibbs is tony dinozzos DAD!!!

#ncis #tony dinozzo #leroy jethro gibbs #i am in agony.#im only on season 2

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novastories · 1 year

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Repercussions

Title and chapter inspired the song “repercussions” by Bea Miller.

Summary: Aurora loves working for NCIS, but this case will uncover a lot of what she’s been trying to hide.

Disclaimer: This story is fictitious. All works are written by me and only posted here. Please do not copy, repost, or plagiarize on any other platform without my permission!

Warnings: Mentions of dead body, torture (not in graphic detail), and language.

Word Count: 3.5k

A/N: Sorry this chapter is a bit late! I’ve watched all the original NCIS seasons (20 seasons), and a few episodes of NCIS: New Orleans. I’ve had this idea for a long time, and have been waiting for this chapter. I hope you like this as much as I do. Also to note, there are no more huge time jumps!

Thank you to my editor and beta reader, @reginleight. I made her watch an episode of NCIS to help understand the character dynamics. 🤭💛

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“Give it back to me Tony!” a voice yells out across the NCIS bullpen.

Anthony Dinozzo was holding a postcard out of reach from Aurora as she was trying to grab it from his hand. She reaches for it as Tony holds it up, trying to read it from his height.

“Why are you nosy?!” Aurora grunts, trying to reach for it still.

“Because it is my job as senior agent to know what you’re up to, and this postcard seems suspicious.” Tony answers, trying to get a read of the postcard. Aurora, then deciding to take matters into her own hands, stomps on his foot causing the man to bend over in pain. Taking the opportunity, Aurora grabs the postcard and turns away from him.

“What did you do, Tony?” asks Ziva David walking into the bullpen alongside Timothy McGee.

“DiNosy over here tried grabbing and reading my mail!” Aurora hisses, pointing to Tony who was still recovering from the attack.

“Well you shouldn’t have shown it to me.”

“It was laying on my desk!”

“Well that’s just irresponsible, leaving it there.”

Aurora groans, as she puts the postcard into a drawer in her desk making certain to lock it. Her charm bracelet was also safe in the drawer, as she didn’t ever want to lose one of her prized possessions. Aurora’s desk was on the other side of their team leader’s desk, Gibbs, who still had yet to appear in the bullpen. Across from McGee, they had made an open room for her desk when she had officially joined the team.

“Why are you so worked up over a postcard?” McGee asks, setting down his go bag near his desk before sitting down.

“Because it’s my business and no one else’s!”

“What are you trying to hide?” Tony walks to Aurora, still sitting at her desk.

“I value privacy, something YOU should learn!”

“Please, we’re a team, we know everything about each other! And if we don't, we should.”

“You don’t have to know everything.” Ziva chimes in, backing Aurora up.

“Yes, I do. We know almost everything about each other.” Tony explains.

Little did Dinozzo know, Aurora’s profile wasn’t all the way transparent. When Aurora had applied for the NCIS internship position, she had left out her father’s last name and kept her mother’s maiden name. She didn’t want to be treated any differently by nepotism.

The only one who knew her full background was Gibbs and the director of NCIS. Having an uncle as an Admiral, who was also the Commander of the Pacific Fleet is useful at times, especially when you want to work at NCIS without being compared to your brother. Or father. The Mitchell name became popular in the Navy, so Aurora didn’t want to carry that burden. Her father agreed with it, as did her mom and brother.

“Rifling through my mail is a federal offense.”

“Well it’s not if it’s just laying there.”

Aurora rolls her eyes, leaning on her desk. “Can we talk about something else?”

“Yeah, like, what about where the postcard came from?” McGee asks, curious why she was making this postcard a big deal.

“Oh my gosh!” Aurora exclaims.

“Dinozzo, McGee, leave Artemis alone.” Walking in with a coffee in hand, Gibbs was quick to shut the situation down upon his entry proceeding straight to his desk.

“Yes, boss!” “Shutting up boss!”

Aurora was given the nickname Artemis her first week of her NCIS internship. She had rambled on about Greek mythology during a case, but had coincidentally helped them close it. Tony had nicknamed her Artemis after the goddess of hunt, due to how she’d been very persistent in the hunt of the killer during that case. Plus the throwing knife she usually had strapped on made Tony name her that. It didn’t help that he also happened to be on the receiving end of the knife at one point.

Coincidentally, Peyton was given a nickname between his navy friends and the naval aviators he worked with. Due to a fire he set on accident during a training exercise, he was nicknamed Apollo. The twins laugh about their work nickname being the Greek twin duo coincidentally, as no one knew the connection between them.

“Grab your gear, dead naval officer in Norfolk,” Gibbs says, grabbing his gun and badge. With those words, the team quickly sprung into action.

“It’s a postcard from Japan, by the way. What do you have hiding over there?” Dinozzo wonders aloud as they all get in the elevator.

“Your dead body if you don’t shut up about it.” Aurora turns to him with a menacing smile on her face. The startled look that had gotten out of Tony had the other three of their group in the elevator laughing as the elevator doors shut.

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They get to the crime scene, each team member doing their designated job that Gibbs had assigned for them that day. Tony and Ziva were interviewing witnesses, McGee taking crime scene photos and IDing the body, Aurora collecting evidence, Gibbs talking to local law enforcement officers who were on the scene first.

The medical examiner, Ducky, and his assistant, Jimmy Palmer, had just gotten to the scene and were approaching the body.

“Who do we have here?” Ducky asks McGee.

“Petty Officer Derek Hayes, arresting gear operator assigned to the USS Seahawk.”

“Cause of death Ducky?” Gibbs asks, as he approaches them.

“Blunt force trauma with the pipe that happens to be next to the body,” Ducky recounts, “I’ll know more once I get him back on the table.”

Aurora sighs. “Another murder. Whoopee.”

Gibbs gives her a look that makes her cringe, going right back to bagging and tagging evidence.

“Time of death, Duck?” Gibbs asks.

“Well, let’s see here.” Ducky examines the body. “I’d say about 12 to 14 hours, rough estimate.”

“Alright. Get the body out of here.” Gibbs tells Ducky.

“Get the gurney, Mr. Palmer.” Ducky calls out to his assistant.

“Right away!”

“Boss!” McGee calls out.

“What d’ya got, McGee?” Gibbs asks, turning to him.

“Hayes was reported UA about two days ago.”

“You and Dinozzo go to the USS Seahawk and talk to his shipmates. Benjamin, David, head back to the Navy yard after you’re done processing the scene. Give me everything you got on our petty officer.” Gibbs shouts the orders out to them.

“Got it boss!” They all reply in unison.

“Looks like it’s girl time for us, Ziva!” Aurora smiles at her. Ziva winks, giving Aurora a high five.

The two women had gotten very close, along with Abby, their forensic scientist when Aurora first started at NCIS. Ziva had taught her many tricks and how to fight, while Aurora helped her with her English and American culture. The trio became so close, Aurora considered both her and Abby older sisters, since she never had one.

“Aww don’t miss us too much, Arty.”

“In your dreams, DiNutsos.” Aurora sticks out her tongue at him. He copies the gesture back, as Gibbs smacks him on the back of the head.

“Now Dinozzo.”

“Right boss!”

Dinozzo hussles after McGee as Ziva and Aurora wrap everything up. Gibbs passes by Aurora and smacks her on the head. She hisses from it while he walks away as Ziva chuckles.

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“So a Japanese postcard?” Ziva questions Aurora, leaning on her desk.

“Let it go Ziva,” Aurora says in a singsong voice as she sits in her chair.

“Oh c’mon, Arty. No secrets, remember?”

“Some things are kept private.”

“Well, I want to know every private thing about our dead petty officer,” Gibbs says as he walks into the bullpen. Ziva and Aurora get up as Ziva gets the remote for the tv screen to display information that they had found.

“What do you got for me?” Gibbs asks.

“Petty Officer Derek Hayes, assigned to the USS Seahawk. Works as an arresting gear operator. In the Navy for five years after graduating from the Naval Academy.” Ziva presents the background.

“No misconduct charge, or any strikes. No parents, wife, or children. Has a girlfriend who is coming in soon.” Aurora adds on from her desk.

“There’s not much on this guy, Gibbs.” Ziva tells him.

“Well, then find me more, Ziva.”

“I got something.” Tony announces as he and McGee walk into the squad room.

“I think you mean we, Tony,” McGee interjects.

“Yeah, whatever. Anyways! Turns out our petty officer got into an altercation with another person on board.”

“Why wasn’t it reported?” Gibbs asks.

“It just happened yesterday, paperwork hasn’t gone through.” McGee replies.

“Who did he have a fight with?”

“A naval aviator on board the USS Seahawk, he should be coming in soon.”

“Good,” Gibbs nods. “While McGee interviews the petty officer’s girlfriend, you and Artemis can interview him.”

“Wait, Gibbs I don’t think-” she pauses as he turns to stare at her. She bites the inside of her cheek, then caves.

“Right, okay, fine.”

Gibbs heads upstairs to update Director Vance about the case. Tony smiles at Aurora.

“Aww what? Are you scared of me?”

“More like what I will do to you if you keep getting on my nerves.” Aurora mumbles as she goes back to work.

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Aurora heads to the restroom with the postcard she had received earlier in her hand. She wanted privacy to read it, and the bullpen was not an option. She heads to a stall and locks it. She sighs and begins reading the postcard.

‘Dear Rory,

Life at sea is a bit rough. Still don’t understand how dad does it. But I guess it helps to have a friend on board! Missing you tons, wish you were here. Hope you’re doing well.

-Pey’

She lightly chuckles at the paragraph as she moves on to the next one, who she knew who had written it.

‘Hi princess,

Who knew life at sea with your brother would make me miss you more? I hope you’re doing well. The view may be great at sea, but nothing beats being near you. Hopefully we will be back soon for the holidays. I miss you lots. Be safe.

-Love your knight in shining armor, B’

She weakly smiles at his words and gently brushes a finger over his writing. Aurora missed both her best friend and brother so dearly. If only they knew all that she’s been through. She didn’t like talking about her job with them, because she knew they would worry. In fact, she doesn’t talk to any of her family about her job, except maybe her Uncle Ice, but that’s only because he’s the Admiral of the Pacific Fleet and would hear about her through scuttlebutt, aka Navy gossip. No one in her family knew about the one case that had changed her.

A slap sounded through the air. Aurora was tied to a chair, covered in her own blood, grime and dirt. Her hair was matted a bit from being pulled on by the man in front of her.

“That all you got?” she remarks, spitting out the blood that had begun to fill her mouth. She looks up to her attacker as he chuckles before landing another slap across her face. The man was a murderer that the team was looking for. Apparently he had an eye on the team and took their weakest link, Aurora.

“Your team will never find you. And if they do, it will be your dead body that they find.”

“They’ll find you, and they’ll kill you.” Aurora grunts from pain as he tugs on her hair.

“Not before I have a little fun with you.” Another slap echoes through the air.

Aurora is brought out from that flashback, feeling herself shake from the memory. That day, Aurora became a different person. She was still herself, just a little bit stronger and tougher. The team had found her and shot the man who had her held captive. The only one who knew about her panic attacks and nightmares was her team. She kept her family in the dark, even Bradley. The only thing she had to show for what she had gone through were the scars and the mental trauma.

Reigning in the emotions that those memories had stirred, she began focusing on regulating her breaths. Counting from one to five on each breath she takes in, and the same as she breathes out. Slowly beginning to calm, she wipes the tears from her face. Minutes pass by until Aurora hears a knock coming from the bathroom door.

“Artemis, are you okay? Tony is looking for you.” McGee calls out from the restroom door.

“Coming, McGee!”

She walks out of the stall, splashes water on her face from the sink, stuffs the postcard into her jacket pocket (that fell on the floor during her small breakdown) and she grabs her eye drops she has in her pants pocket. She gets dry eyes on occasion and usually has them in emergencies.After putting some in her eyes, she checks herself over once more in the mirror before letting out a sigh and walking out of the restroom.

“Sorry.”

“You alright? I thought I heard you crying.” McGee asks, concerned for the girl. He always looked out for her, as she became a younger sister to him.

“Fine, McGee. Tony in the conference room?”

“Yeah, just try not to strangle him so much. He may be irritating but that’s just how he is.”

“I know, McGee. Besides, if he irritates me anymore, I always have my knife,” she smiles and winks at him before heading to the conference room.

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Aurora walks into the conference room where Tony and the person they were interviewing were. “Sorry, Tony, I had something to take care of.”

“About time, probie,” Tony turns to her.

“Not a probie anymore, Tony.” She points out.

She looks and sees the person that Tony was sitting across from, the one that they were supposed to be interviewing. Aurora had to admit, he was really handsome, but had a stupid smirk on his face that she would love to slap off. He had brown-blonde hair and green eyes. His energy reminded her of her dad, with a mix of her Uncle Ice. As he stood up to shake her hand, she noted that he was about 6 feet, which was the same height as Bradley.

“Lieutenant Jake Seresin, ma'am,” he puts his hand out and winks at her. She looks at him incredulously. She shakes his hand.

“Aurora Benjamin.”

She lets go of his hand, and sits down next to Tony.

“So, what did I miss?”

“Well probie, Lieutenant Seresin here was just about to tell me his alibi for the night of the petty officer’s murder.”

“Look, like I said I had nothing to do with his murder,” Jake replies as he sits back down in his chair. “I was on board the USS Seahawk at the time. I was tired after a flight routine check, so I passed out in my bunk.”

“Uh huh, and what exactly do you do for a flight routine check that made you tired?” Tony asks.

“Making sure the aircraft is up to date, checking the mechanics, and depending on the mission, they’d perform overall mission exercises,” Aurora replies, as she looks down in her notepad, reciting what naval aviators normally do, since she had practice whenever anyone asked about her father.

The two men stare at her as she still had yet to make eye contact, as she was still looking through her notepad. Feeling eyes on her, she looks up and sees them looking at her.

“What?”

“How do you know that?” Tony questions.

She freezes. “It’s naval aviator common sense, Tony. You’ve been with NCIS for a long time, and you don’t know what naval aviators do?”

“Well not like that. You said that as if you know it.” Tony eyes her skeptically.

“Can we please just get back to the case?”

“You look familiar,” Jake says, as he looks at her, trying to figure out how he knows her.

Aurora chuckles. “I have a feeling I don’t.”

“So I haven’t slept with you before?”

“Trust me when I say, highly doubtful,” she scoffs. “Now can we get back to the murder we’re trying to solve.”

“Right. So, why did you fight with Petty Officer Hayes?” Tony questions.

“He came onto me. Accused me of sleeping with his girlfriend.”

“And did you?” Aurora asks.

“No. I didn’t sleep with another man’s girlfriend. I may be a dick sometimes, but I’m not that much of a dick,” he explains. “Are you sure we haven’t met before? Have you ever been to the Academy?”

“Lieutenant, trust me. I’ve never met you before nor have I attended the Naval Academy,” she sighs, as she writes notes down in her notebook.

“Maybe you know me by my callsign,” he flashes a smile at her.

“Which is?”

“Hangman.”

Aurora stills for a moment then shakes her head.

“Nope, still don’t know who you are.”

Of course she knew who he was. Peyton and Bradley wouldn’t shut up about him. Peyton knew him from the Naval Academy, and Bradley knew him from Top Gun. Both of them would complain about him, Bradley specifically.

Peyton would always say, “I would love to ride his airplane,” and “He may be an ass, but with an ass like his I wouldn’t mind--” and that was when she would cut her brother off. She just prayed to God that Jake really didn’t know her from them. She didn’t want her background to be revealed, let alone due to a case.

“Well, I think that’s all the questions we have. But if we need anything else, we will call you back in. The USS Seahawk isn’t set to sail for another couple of days, to which we should have solved this case by then. Shouldn’t affect your deployment.” Tony tells him, as he stands up from his seat.

Jake and Aurora do the same. They all walk out the door as they lead Jake back to the elevators to let him out of the building. As they pass the bullpen, Ziva looks at Aurora and gives her a stare and a motion to go next to her. Aurora walks to Ziva and sighs.

“What, Ziva?”

“He’s hot,” Ziva whispers. Ziva always wondered why Aurora never dated, so she always tried her best to get Aurora to open up to dating someone.

“Ziva, he’s a suspect.”

“Still hot. He flirt with you?”

“Oh big time.”

“Interested?”

Aurora scoffs. “In his dreams,” she rolls her eyes as they spy Tony and Jake who were by the elevators.

“Thanks again for coming in on such short notice, Lieutenant,” Tony says, shaking Jake’s hand.

“Not a problem. Sorry I wasn’t much help.”

The elevator dings, and out walks McGee, a security guy, and a woman who was presumably the petty officer’s girlfriend.

“Oh hey Tony, hold on real quick. Miss, you can follow this gentleman to the conference room and I’ll be there shortly.”

The lady nods, her eyes watery and still quite obviously deep in her grief. The security man helps guide her to the conference room, as McGee talks to Tony.

“Do you know where Art is?”

“At her desk, just making sure Lieutenant Seresin finds his way out.”

McGee and Jake nod in hello at each other.

“Hey Artemis!” McGee calls out causing Aurora to groan. Apparently unaware he was interrupting her conversation with Ziva.

“What do you want, McGee?” She asks, turning to him.

“Gibbs is asking for you down at Abby’s lab.”

“Well shit McGee, why didn’t you say that earlier?!” She gets up from her desk and panics as she runs to the elevators to go down to Abby’s lab.

“Artemis?” Jake asks, as he and Tony all walk into the elevator.

“Oh yeah, it’s a nickname we gave her.” McGee replies, as he holds the elevator door for Aurora.

“Yeah, plus the knife she always has on her, and loves to throw kind of sealed the deal on her nickname.” Tony adds.

Jake hums in thought as Aurora runs into the elevator.

“Thanks, McGee.”

McGee nods and walks to the conference room to interview the petty officer’s girlfriend, as the elevator door closes. Aurora chooses the floor number where Abby’s lab is.

Jake chuckles to himself.

“What?” Aurora questions him.

“Nothing, nothing. I think I know how I know you.”

“Like I said Lieutenant, you and I have never met before.”

“You’re right we haven’t.”

Aurora nods as Tony just stands awkwardly. The elevator dings and music blasts as soon as the door opens on the floor to Abby’s lab, an indication of Abby hard at work.

“Well, have a nice day Lieutenant,” Aurora smiles at him as she walks out.

“You too,” Jake smirks at her.

Just as she was about to walk away, she heard him mutter, “Tell Apollo and Rooster I said hi.”

Aurora froze, turning to face him just in time to see him wink at her before the elevator doors shut.

Well shit.

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theturnerfamily · 2 months

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@imighthavehorns

Name: Jason Dwight DiNozzo Alter: 19 Wesen: Dämon/Mensch Geburtsort: Palermo 🇮🇹

Sohn von:

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Bruder von:

'Chase' DiNozzo & Chiara Turner-DiNozzo

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chicagofanfictionfan · 2 years

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Birdman Part 4

Ducky entered the fray. “Let me introduce you both to Anthony Dimitri DiNozzo Jr. Graduated from Annapolis with honors and a degree in Chemistry as well as a mastery of multiple languages. His senior year he worked on his Master’s at John Hopkins University through the VGEP program offered. During his down time through the Navy he also received a degree in Criminology. He obtained his pilot’s license when he was sixteen and then went one step further and learned how to fly a chopper. While at NAS he sweet talked and cajoled his way into being vetted to fly both fixed and rotary wing aircraft. Of course that fact should surprise no one.”

He walked over and smiled at Tony affectionately. “And though he never mentions it he has several medals of distinction and with those medals are attached some very remarkable stories. Like Abby said there is so much more, but that’s best saved for another day and time.”

McGee not quite sure what to make out of all this tried to absorb all the information that was just thrown at him, but he managed to find his voice. “A Navy Pilot, Tony? Annapolis? John Hopkins? Seems like you and I have a lot to catch up on when this is over. Definitely a pizza and beer night, how about all of us and you can share stories and then Abby, Ducky and Gibbs can tell theirs. Can we start there? I for one would like to meet the real you. My fault for not seeing you as a whole and only allowing myself to see the tiny parts you shared. I should have, it was all there in front of me and regardless of it being a sign of weakness, and I apologize.”

Tony felt all the tension that had collected since all this began slowly start to leave, maybe it would be alright. “Sound like a plan Probie, I’d like that.” Tim smiled at the ‘Probie’ a sure sign that Tony was still Tony and he hadn’t screwed up too badly.

Ziva added her own thoughts. “I would really like that as well. Seems you have much to tell me. I’m certain we have stories to share and I also apologize for my lack of eyesight in not seeing you. It’s something that I should have never done, you are I think like a book. You see the outside cover and the pack may tell part of the story inside, but you have to open it and look at all the pages inside before you get the whole story. I looked at the, I believe you call the ‘Gorge Notes’’.

“Cliff Notes, Ziva, not gorge.” Tony chuckled.

Gibbs was relieved to see that they were going to get passed this new information. “Ok, let’s see if we can prove DiNozzo’s theories and get cameras set up in the hangers and test them out. Tony go suit up and check out your baby, I know you’ve been dying to get some air under your wings.”

A brilliant smile let up Tony’s face. “On it Boss. “As he ran out of the room.

Abby looked at the remaining group. “I’ll go gather the cameras and anything else that I can think of that will work.” She smiled. “You’re lucky, you’re about to see the most beautiful ballet I’ve ever seen.” And she ran out of the room intent on her task.

“Ballet?” McGee and Ziva asked at the same time.

Ducky answered. “That’s what she calls it when Tony flies. I have to agree with her, it’s beautiful, the aircraft and he are one and the grace in which he moves is really remarkable.” Ducky headed back down to autopsy.

Vance turned to look at Ziva and McGee. “We need those cameras set up so they can’t be seen but can view as much as possible. DiNozzo is going in undercover and will try to make himself the next target so we need full coverage on him. Get with him at the hanger and see where he wants them placed, understand there he’s not an NCIS Agent, you’ll need to address him by his rank.”

McGee and Ziva both nodded in understanding. McGee spoke up. “Makes sense and he’ll know where he’ll want them located and where the best vantage points are. So what is his rank sir?”

Vance answered with a smile. “Captain DiNozzo. He’s been in the Navy for over sixteen years and is still with them under Special Operatives making it near twenty. He has some really great stories to tell if you listen. Now get out of here and get him set up.”

Gibbs addressed the both of them. “Watch his six out there. We’ll meet at the Air Command center and set up an area to watch the video surveillance.”

“Got it Boss.”

As they headed out the door they heard Vance add, “And enjoy the show.”

Both Ziva and McGee were lost in their own thoughts as they headed down to the Bullpen, they’d learned a great deal about their team mate and were wondering how they missed it all.

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