NCIS ::: Set Me Free CH 5 & 6
Chapter 5: Stars: TATU
STARS: T.A.T.U.
CH 5
Set Me Free
BY Wolfa Moon
SUMMARY: It hasn't always been this way for DiNozzo. He remembered brighter days. Before the dark ones came Stole his mind and wrapped my souls in chains
DISCLAIMER: No own. Just passing through. Own none of the music but I love it.
STARS: T.A.T.U.
It hasn't always been this way
I remember brighter days
Before the dark ones came
Stole my mind
And wrapped my souls in chains
Gibbs paced the office. His team or what remains trying to cower and stay out of sniper sight. David talked to ever contact she could trying to find Tony. McGee ran all of Dinozzo's cards. Bolo on his car, not knowing of his storage locker of motorcycles. The two of them teamed up going over everything they could get on their lost agent, friend. David snuck away to go downstairs to check their secret sneaky specialist, ABBY.
Abby had music blaring trying to keep herself pumped. She had played Frank Sinatra until everyone ears bled. Well until Gibbs screamed at her to shut that damn music off. Knowing it is DiNozzo's favorite hits she is playing. One of her constant things thou is a screensaver of snapshots of her beloved Tony. A man she didn't truly know. For she had looked through every resource. Everything. Still no Tony DiNozzo.
David stopped to stare at the pictures that flew across the screen. She had to admit she missed the man. A man a while ago she would have not second glanced at. Now this feeling. This regret.
McGee did his work. And did work that Tony, he thought sometimes, did. Never realizing all of what he did. Finding more paperwork that Tony had on his plate. Seminars that he led in undercover that had to be postponed till later. His double agent con he was working now he had to take on. And to tell himself truthfully he sucked at it. All he could do is send emails that he had a ruptured appendix and couldn't make in for a while. No one knew this. And when he told Gibbs.
Nobody knew all of what Tony did. So did they ever really know him? Did they deserve him back?
Chapter 6: Start Again : RED
START AGAIN: RED
CH 6
Set Me Free
BY Wolfa Moon
SUMMARY: It hasn't always been this way for DiNozzo. He remembered brighter days. Before the dark ones came Stole his mind and wrapped my souls in chains
DISCLAIMER: No own. Just passing through. Own none of the music but I love it.
START AGAIN: RED
And I remember everything,
Everything I loved,
I gave it away like it wasn't enough
All the words I said and all you forgive
How could I hurt you again?
"Do you wanna go back?" Jackson looks over at his boy resting beside him. The thought had passed through his head once or twice. He needed to knock some sense into his blood son. But he couldn't leave Tony. Tony chimed in then, "Gibbs is your son. I understand." That hurt Tony to say. But knew about obligation and such. Obligation he upheld but others let slip through the cracks.
Jackson had to shake his head. Had he been letting Tony think that he was doing this for Jet. Just going up and abandon him. Reaching over he grabs Tony's arm in a firm hold. Waiting for his son here to look him dead in the eyes.
"I am here for you. And yes I want to go back. Only to knock some sense into my other kid. Son, I am here for you. For your are my son, too."
"More like grandson," Tony piped up. The half smirk. Always making a joke, his defense, and his shield.
"And I would be just as proud if you were either." Tony looks over to see the truth in the man. The man who has done so much and didn't need to. In those eyes he sees. "I am here with you. Till thee end." Tony relaxes under Jackson's hands. His smile growing wider.
"Ok grandpa."
"That's pops to you." Jackson smiles as the air became clearer between them. He would never hurt Tony.
Tony looks to the clouds. He would have to go back. But he would do it differently this time. He would not play the jock, the frat boy, the unknowledgeable computer person, and the womanizer. He would no longer play his shield. He would be himself. Proud, computer hacker, loyal to his family and friends (a trait of both), Fight for what he believes in (it bled through on Shield Tony. But real Tony he would state what he wanted. No holding back.), be the fighter he is.
No more head slaps. No more playing weak. He is stronger and better than what he has done. And if Gibbs thinks he can go back to the ways things were. Sadly mistaken.
If he goes back,
If…..
START AGAIN: RED
Closing his eyes he let the final rays soak in. Their latest kill on the spit. He would have to go back, eventually. If anything he owed them, nothing, a good-bye, maybe. He shrugs at the crossroads. Which way to go? The team in a way had become friends and family of shield Tony and partial real. Hell he had Jackson Gibbs beside him here. Yet they had hurt him time and again. He had to say good-bye to his grandfather, Ducky. The only one who saw through everything. Who knew real Tony. Who knew the phone number to this place.
And who is now walking up the steps of his secluded Cabin.
"Hello, my boy." Tony's eyes open. Hopping up he runs to the old gentleman. Enveloping him in a hug. Hugs that are so casually shared between the too.
Tony had become Ducky's grandson. Both on paper an informal adoption, his son. To keep him safe. To keep him protected. And most of all to ensure that he had family who care and love him. "Easy, Tony." Tony stepped back.
"You're late." Jackson spoke as he began to sit up. Ducky smiles at the other elder buck grooming the next in line.
"Yes well," he took Tony's seat then took in the scenery. "You have done wonders with this place."
"I had sick leave." Nodding in understanding. Silence expanding on the four words spoken. He had always fought through the hurt to return to his existence. To be surrounded by people he thought cared for him. To not be alone. They all knew what wanted to be sung on the winds.
"They miss you. But I am not sure for the right reasons. Abby is running your face through every camera for recognition on you. So I recommend sunglasses and baseball caps around cameras." Tony nodded leaning against the rail. There is only a few camera's in the closest town. ATM, Food Mart, and the Gas Station. He didn't want to be found. Or did he. He had already done those suggestions and even hacked in to shut them off when he went into town. He would ponder on that later. He had his family here. His true elders who cared for him. Ducky smiles at him.
"What?"
"You look good." It is true he had been relaxing, taking care of himself, enjoying life. He didn't have to go back. He had them here. But they would have to go back. Jackson said he would stay. For how long? How long could he stay away from the world? Tony has enough money to never work again. Skills in computer and watching stocks made him rich in a couple of years after being disowned. He could be. Start all over. Start with or without. Be real.
Yet this is hiding no matter what you call it. It now had become a cell of a sort with Abby everywhere. But then he could run. New everything. A new name but a lie. A new life. New lies he would have to learn to rearrange his past. Make up a new history.
START AGAIN: RED
After dinner Tony takes a seat outside to look up at the stars. Wondering what satiny is written up there for him. He loves the stars. Always there, always consistent. Photos to take with him along his journey. Things never needing to be packed. They would follow. Closing his eyes he tries to hide what some of those stars have become. Pleades, his lost sister, Kate. Andromeda had become Ziva. Fornix, had become Abby. And then Vulpecula had become Gibbs, the sly fox. His personal take with you album. Then he looks to the stars that represented his mother, Cassiopeia.
Looking up at her wondering what he should do. He could go back, to what? To more abuse? To them accepting him back into their fold, their fold. Not his. He had to be himself. No more playing the stupid frat to be picked upon. To be looked over once their leader came back. No! He would come back on his own terms or he would go to wherever. It wouldn't hurt to see them. Yes it would, who is he kidding. Kidding himself only.
Opening his eyes he looks to Perseus. The one he thinks upon to represent himself. The hero. The lone forgotten hero. Always there and easy to miss if not looking. But if you look for it you can find it.
Should he continue to look?
One more try,
Can we start again?
In my eyes, can you forgive me now?
(Can we start again?)
Can we start again (one more try?)
Can we start again?
Can we start again (can you forgive me?)
Can we start again?
TO BE CONTINUED MAYBE….
AUTHOR NOTE:
So any suggestions. Should he go back? Should the grandfathers ask Gibbs to make amends? Or should I just leave them to the wild. Reviews welcomed.
STARS: T.A.T.U.
CH 5
Set Me Free
BY Wolfa Moon
SUMMARY: It hasn't always been this way for DiNozzo. He remembered brighter days. Before the dark ones came Stole his mind and wrapped my souls in chains
DISCLAIMER: No own. Just passing through. Own none of the music but I love it.
STARS: T.A.T.U.
It hasn't always been this way
I remember brighter days
Before the dark ones came
Stole my mind
And wrapped my souls in chains
Gibbs paced the office. His team or what remains trying to cower and stay out of sniper sight. David talked to ever contact she could trying to find Tony. McGee ran all of Dinozzo's cards. Bolo on his car, not knowing of his storage locker of motorcycles. The two of them teamed up going over everything they could get on their lost agent, friend. David snuck away to go downstairs to check their secret sneaky specialist, ABBY.
Abby had music blaring trying to keep herself pumped. She had played Frank Sinatra until everyone ears bled. Well until Gibbs screamed at her to shut that damn music off. Knowing it is DiNozzo's favorite hits she is playing. One of her constant things thou is a screensaver of snapshots of her beloved Tony. A man she didn't truly know. For she had looked through every resource. Everything. Still no Tony DiNozzo.
David stopped to stare at the pictures that flew across the screen. She had to admit she missed the man. A man a while ago she would have not second glanced at. Now this feeling. This regret.
McGee did his work. And did work that Tony, he thought sometimes, did. Never realizing all of what he did. Finding more paperwork that Tony had on his plate. Seminars that he led in undercover that had to be postponed till later. His double agent con he was working now he had to take on. And to tell himself truthfully he sucked at it. All he could do is send emails that he had a ruptured appendix and couldn't make in for a while. No one knew this. And when he told Gibbs.
Nobody knew all of what Tony did. So did they ever really know him? Did they deserve him back?
Chapter 6: Start Again : RED
START AGAIN: RED
CH 6
Set Me Free
BY Wolfa Moon
SUMMARY: It hasn't always been this way for DiNozzo. He remembered brighter days. Before the dark ones came Stole his mind and wrapped my souls in chains
DISCLAIMER: No own. Just passing through. Own none of the music but I love it.
START AGAIN: RED
And I remember everything,
Everything I loved,
I gave it away like it wasn't enough
All the words I said and all you forgive
How could I hurt you again?
"Do you wanna go back?" Jackson looks over at his boy resting beside him. The thought had passed through his head once or twice. He needed to knock some sense into his blood son. But he couldn't leave Tony. Tony chimed in then, "Gibbs is your son. I understand." That hurt Tony to say. But knew about obligation and such. Obligation he upheld but others let slip through the cracks.
Jackson had to shake his head. Had he been letting Tony think that he was doing this for Jet. Just going up and abandon him. Reaching over he grabs Tony's arm in a firm hold. Waiting for his son here to look him dead in the eyes.
"I am here for you. And yes I want to go back. Only to knock some sense into my other kid. Son, I am here for you. For your are my son, too."
"More like grandson," Tony piped up. The half smirk. Always making a joke, his defense, and his shield.
"And I would be just as proud if you were either." Tony looks over to see the truth in the man. The man who has done so much and didn't need to. In those eyes he sees. "I am here with you. Till thee end." Tony relaxes under Jackson's hands. His smile growing wider.
"Ok grandpa."
"That's pops to you." Jackson smiles as the air became clearer between them. He would never hurt Tony.
Tony looks to the clouds. He would have to go back. But he would do it differently this time. He would not play the jock, the frat boy, the unknowledgeable computer person, and the womanizer. He would no longer play his shield. He would be himself. Proud, computer hacker, loyal to his family and friends (a trait of both), Fight for what he believes in (it bled through on Shield Tony. But real Tony he would state what he wanted. No holding back.), be the fighter he is.
No more head slaps. No more playing weak. He is stronger and better than what he has done. And if Gibbs thinks he can go back to the ways things were. Sadly mistaken.
If he goes back,
If…..
START AGAIN: RED
Closing his eyes he let the final rays soak in. Their latest kill on the spit. He would have to go back, eventually. If anything he owed them, nothing, a good-bye, maybe. He shrugs at the crossroads. Which way to go? The team in a way had become friends and family of shield Tony and partial real. Hell he had Jackson Gibbs beside him here. Yet they had hurt him time and again. He had to say good-bye to his grandfather, Ducky. The only one who saw through everything. Who knew real Tony. Who knew the phone number to this place.
And who is now walking up the steps of his secluded Cabin.
"Hello, my boy." Tony's eyes open. Hopping up he runs to the old gentleman. Enveloping him in a hug. Hugs that are so casually shared between the too.
Tony had become Ducky's grandson. Both on paper an informal adoption, his son. To keep him safe. To keep him protected. And most of all to ensure that he had family who care and love him. "Easy, Tony." Tony stepped back.
"You're late." Jackson spoke as he began to sit up. Ducky smiles at the other elder buck grooming the next in line.
"Yes well," he took Tony's seat then took in the scenery. "You have done wonders with this place."
"I had sick leave." Nodding in understanding. Silence expanding on the four words spoken. He had always fought through the hurt to return to his existence. To be surrounded by people he thought cared for him. To not be alone. They all knew what wanted to be sung on the winds.
"They miss you. But I am not sure for the right reasons. Abby is running your face through every camera for recognition on you. So I recommend sunglasses and baseball caps around cameras." Tony nodded leaning against the rail. There is only a few camera's in the closest town. ATM, Food Mart, and the Gas Station. He didn't want to be found. Or did he. He had already done those suggestions and even hacked in to shut them off when he went into town. He would ponder on that later. He had his family here. His true elders who cared for him. Ducky smiles at him.
"What?"
"You look good." It is true he had been relaxing, taking care of himself, enjoying life. He didn't have to go back. He had them here. But they would have to go back. Jackson said he would stay. For how long? How long could he stay away from the world? Tony has enough money to never work again. Skills in computer and watching stocks made him rich in a couple of years after being disowned. He could be. Start all over. Start with or without. Be real.
Yet this is hiding no matter what you call it. It now had become a cell of a sort with Abby everywhere. But then he could run. New everything. A new name but a lie. A new life. New lies he would have to learn to rearrange his past. Make up a new history.
START AGAIN: RED
After dinner Tony takes a seat outside to look up at the stars. Wondering what satiny is written up there for him. He loves the stars. Always there, always consistent. Photos to take with him along his journey. Things never needing to be packed. They would follow. Closing his eyes he tries to hide what some of those stars have become. Pleades, his lost sister, Kate. Andromeda had become Ziva. Fornix, had become Abby. And then Vulpecula had become Gibbs, the sly fox. His personal take with you album. Then he looks to the stars that represented his mother, Cassiopeia.
Looking up at her wondering what he should do. He could go back, to what? To more abuse? To them accepting him back into their fold, their fold. Not his. He had to be himself. No more playing the stupid frat to be picked upon. To be looked over once their leader came back. No! He would come back on his own terms or he would go to wherever. It wouldn't hurt to see them. Yes it would, who is he kidding. Kidding himself only.
Opening his eyes he looks to Perseus. The one he thinks upon to represent himself. The hero. The lone forgotten hero. Always there and easy to miss if not looking. But if you look for it you can find it.
Should he continue to look?
One more try,
Can we start again?
In my eyes, can you forgive me now?
(Can we start again?)
Can we start again (one more try?)
Can we start again?
Can we start again (can you forgive me?)
Can we start again?
TO BE CONTINUED MAYBE….
AUTHOR NOTE:
So any suggestions. Should he go back? Should the grandfathers ask Gibbs to make amends? Or should I just leave them to the wild. Reviews welcomed.