NCIS: Tony/Maddie The Very Thought of You (1944)
Title: The Very Thought of You (1944)
Fandom: NCIS
Series: The Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer
Characters/Pairing: Tony DiNozzo/Maddie Tyler, Jethro Gibbs, and Abby Sciuto
Prompts:For 12_stories Miscellaneous B Table #4 Thought
Word Count:
Rating: K+
Summary: She’d spent most of the night silently staring out into the inky blackness of night over the Anaconda, trying not to picture Tony DiNozzo in a coffin.
Author's Notes: The third part of The Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer series. This is Maddie’s POV during Tony’s assignment to the USS Reagan.
The dingy that was the Tony/Maddie ship has actually grown. Pretty soon we might get our own fishing trawler!
The lightening skies and the lengthening shadows found Maddie Tyler sitting cross legged on one of the NCIS conference tables.
After calming down from her earlier outburst towards Vance, she’d spent most of the night silently staring out into the inky blackness of night over the Anacostia, trying not to picture Tony DiNozzo in a coffin. It was a more difficult task than she ever imagined. In her mind she had arranged nearly everything. Except telling his father, which she hoped Jethro would handle. And what exactly she was going to do with her life, which she suddenly realized she couldn’t fathom without Tony by her side.
Abby had spent a good portion of the night convincing her that she should think positively and making statement about Tony’s amazing ability to come out of things unscathed. But as the hours wore on and the news from the USS Reagan came in short and increasingly horrible burst, even Abby’s eternal optimism started falling. Abby had left the room an hour earlier trying desperately to hide her tears, leaving Maddie in solitude and silence. Frankly, Maddie was grateful for both.
As actual sunlight filtered into the room, Maddie moved her stiff and tired body to check the clock on the wall. It read just a few moments before 6 AM, but considering she was supposed to be at work by 6:30 she figured it would be safe to call her boss and let her know what was happening. Climbing off the table she slowly made her way to the door that she’d dropped her purse next to a few hours earlier. Pulling her cell phone from the outside pocket she always kept it in, she also pulled out a folded piece of paper. Scooping up the paper, she nearly dropped the phone when she realized that it was the first letter she’d written Tony after his assignment to the USS Reagan. By the wear on the letter Tony had read it several times before he sent it back with little notes and things scribbled all over it. She was positive that she had put this in the box where she kept all his letters. She sat on the floor rereading her words and his.
Reading the last lines (Come home to me, Tony. I will, Maddie) the door opened and Maddie smiled up at the figure of Jethro Gibbs, “He’s alive, isn’t he?”
“Yes,” Jethro blinked down at her. “How did you know?”
“I just thought so,” she kissed the paper before slipping it back into the pocket of her purse.
Fandom: NCIS
Series: The Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer
Characters/Pairing: Tony DiNozzo/Maddie Tyler, Jethro Gibbs, and Abby Sciuto
Prompts:For 12_stories Miscellaneous B Table #4 Thought
Word Count:
Rating: K+
Summary: She’d spent most of the night silently staring out into the inky blackness of night over the Anaconda, trying not to picture Tony DiNozzo in a coffin.
Author's Notes: The third part of The Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer series. This is Maddie’s POV during Tony’s assignment to the USS Reagan.
The dingy that was the Tony/Maddie ship has actually grown. Pretty soon we might get our own fishing trawler!
The lightening skies and the lengthening shadows found Maddie Tyler sitting cross legged on one of the NCIS conference tables.
After calming down from her earlier outburst towards Vance, she’d spent most of the night silently staring out into the inky blackness of night over the Anacostia, trying not to picture Tony DiNozzo in a coffin. It was a more difficult task than she ever imagined. In her mind she had arranged nearly everything. Except telling his father, which she hoped Jethro would handle. And what exactly she was going to do with her life, which she suddenly realized she couldn’t fathom without Tony by her side.
Abby had spent a good portion of the night convincing her that she should think positively and making statement about Tony’s amazing ability to come out of things unscathed. But as the hours wore on and the news from the USS Reagan came in short and increasingly horrible burst, even Abby’s eternal optimism started falling. Abby had left the room an hour earlier trying desperately to hide her tears, leaving Maddie in solitude and silence. Frankly, Maddie was grateful for both.
As actual sunlight filtered into the room, Maddie moved her stiff and tired body to check the clock on the wall. It read just a few moments before 6 AM, but considering she was supposed to be at work by 6:30 she figured it would be safe to call her boss and let her know what was happening. Climbing off the table she slowly made her way to the door that she’d dropped her purse next to a few hours earlier. Pulling her cell phone from the outside pocket she always kept it in, she also pulled out a folded piece of paper. Scooping up the paper, she nearly dropped the phone when she realized that it was the first letter she’d written Tony after his assignment to the USS Reagan. By the wear on the letter Tony had read it several times before he sent it back with little notes and things scribbled all over it. She was positive that she had put this in the box where she kept all his letters. She sat on the floor rereading her words and his.
Reading the last lines (Come home to me, Tony. I will, Maddie) the door opened and Maddie smiled up at the figure of Jethro Gibbs, “He’s alive, isn’t he?”
“Yes,” Jethro blinked down at her. “How did you know?”
“I just thought so,” she kissed the paper before slipping it back into the pocket of her purse.