New NCIS Fic: After Lost and Found
Title: After Lost and Found
Fandom: NCIS
Series: The Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer
Characters: Tony DiNozzo and Maddie Tyler
Prompts:For 12_stories#11 Truth
Word Count: 546
Rating: T (touches on abuse)
Summary: “Do you want to talk about it?”
Author's Notes: The third in a series of post-eps from Requiem to Judgment Day focusing on a budding relationship between Tony (the bachelor) and Maddie (the bobbysoxer)
Why, you may well ask. 1.) The first time I watched “Requiem” I was struck by Tony’s line about wanting to get to know Maddie. The line was supposed to be leering and obnoxious, but Tony has grown a lot the last year and I thought it would be interesting if there was a relationship between them. By the next morning, I’d talked myself into being a huge Tony/Maddie shipper. Granted it is a dingy surrounded by aircraft carriers in the NCIS shipper’s ocean, but I’m always up for a challenge. 2.) My parents had nearly twenty year age difference and were the happiest couple I even knew, so I believe it works and like to explore it in fics.
“This kid even had a Ferrari bed just like the Ferrari that Magnum drove. How cool is that?”
Maddie laughed for what seemed like the two thousandth time during Tony’s retelling of the last couple of days. Every new description of the child or his room or his habits made her explode in laughter.
As much as Tony loved hearing Maddie laugh, he was getting annoyed that he wasn’t in on the joke. “What? What is so funny about this kid?”
“You really don’t get it do you? This kid is you. He’s your mini-me. He’s a skirt-chaser, charming, movie and TV addicted nine year old version of you. I’ll bet you were just like him at his age.”
“Trust me, I was nothing like him at nine. At least he’s got parents that actually like and love him,” Tony’s voice turned quiet and emotional as he moved from Maddie’s futon. “Want a beer?”
Reaching out, she caught his wrist before he could move too far from her, “Tony, I’m sorry. I… Do you want to talk about it?”
“Not really,” he gently extracted his hand and moved to her kitchenette, wishing they were at his place so that he could actually go into another room at the moment.
Pulling her knees up to her chest, she sighed, “When I was little I used to wish I was a Gibbs. I thought Kelly was so lucky, cause her dad never beat her mom.”
“What,” Tony spun and stared at the beautiful young woman across the apartment from him. He thought he knew her so well. “Your dad beat your mom?”
“Until we were old enough for him to wail on us.”
Two long strides and he was across the room, pulling her into his arms, “Maddie, I’m so sorry. I never knew. You… you don’t seem like… I don’t know… You just…”
Wrapping her arms around his waist, she smiled up at him, “We don’t wear signs, Tone. We don’t stamp on our foreheads, ‘My father used me as a punching bag’ or ‘My father didn’t care if I was left alone.’ We carry the scars, the pain, the anger and the resentment on the inside. Until, we find someone we trust enough to share it with. My dad’s dead and I’ve been to enough therapy to work out my issues, so it isn’t something I talk about with everyone.”
“Why me, Mads? Why tell me?”
“Cause, I’ve already trusted you with my life, now I think I can trust you with my soul.”
Looking directly into her eyes, he gently caressed her cheek, “My mother died when I was eight years old, three months after that my father called me useless for the first time. I’d gotten a B on a math test that I was really struggling to understand. During my nightly report, while he was having his scotch, I told him. He called me useless and told me I’d wind up in the gutter. Until that moment I’d been damn proud of that B. The next time he called me useless….”
As Tony continued to talk, Maddie shifted them slightly, so that she could hold him as he told her the hard truths about the fool that hadn’t loved a young Anthony DiNozzo.
Fandom: NCIS
Series: The Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer
Characters: Tony DiNozzo and Maddie Tyler
Prompts:For 12_stories#11 Truth
Word Count: 546
Rating: T (touches on abuse)
Summary: “Do you want to talk about it?”
Author's Notes: The third in a series of post-eps from Requiem to Judgment Day focusing on a budding relationship between Tony (the bachelor) and Maddie (the bobbysoxer)
Why, you may well ask. 1.) The first time I watched “Requiem” I was struck by Tony’s line about wanting to get to know Maddie. The line was supposed to be leering and obnoxious, but Tony has grown a lot the last year and I thought it would be interesting if there was a relationship between them. By the next morning, I’d talked myself into being a huge Tony/Maddie shipper. Granted it is a dingy surrounded by aircraft carriers in the NCIS shipper’s ocean, but I’m always up for a challenge. 2.) My parents had nearly twenty year age difference and were the happiest couple I even knew, so I believe it works and like to explore it in fics.
“This kid even had a Ferrari bed just like the Ferrari that Magnum drove. How cool is that?”
Maddie laughed for what seemed like the two thousandth time during Tony’s retelling of the last couple of days. Every new description of the child or his room or his habits made her explode in laughter.
As much as Tony loved hearing Maddie laugh, he was getting annoyed that he wasn’t in on the joke. “What? What is so funny about this kid?”
“You really don’t get it do you? This kid is you. He’s your mini-me. He’s a skirt-chaser, charming, movie and TV addicted nine year old version of you. I’ll bet you were just like him at his age.”
“Trust me, I was nothing like him at nine. At least he’s got parents that actually like and love him,” Tony’s voice turned quiet and emotional as he moved from Maddie’s futon. “Want a beer?”
Reaching out, she caught his wrist before he could move too far from her, “Tony, I’m sorry. I… Do you want to talk about it?”
“Not really,” he gently extracted his hand and moved to her kitchenette, wishing they were at his place so that he could actually go into another room at the moment.
Pulling her knees up to her chest, she sighed, “When I was little I used to wish I was a Gibbs. I thought Kelly was so lucky, cause her dad never beat her mom.”
“What,” Tony spun and stared at the beautiful young woman across the apartment from him. He thought he knew her so well. “Your dad beat your mom?”
“Until we were old enough for him to wail on us.”
Two long strides and he was across the room, pulling her into his arms, “Maddie, I’m so sorry. I never knew. You… you don’t seem like… I don’t know… You just…”
Wrapping her arms around his waist, she smiled up at him, “We don’t wear signs, Tone. We don’t stamp on our foreheads, ‘My father used me as a punching bag’ or ‘My father didn’t care if I was left alone.’ We carry the scars, the pain, the anger and the resentment on the inside. Until, we find someone we trust enough to share it with. My dad’s dead and I’ve been to enough therapy to work out my issues, so it isn’t something I talk about with everyone.”
“Why me, Mads? Why tell me?”
“Cause, I’ve already trusted you with my life, now I think I can trust you with my soul.”
Looking directly into her eyes, he gently caressed her cheek, “My mother died when I was eight years old, three months after that my father called me useless for the first time. I’d gotten a B on a math test that I was really struggling to understand. During my nightly report, while he was having his scotch, I told him. He called me useless and told me I’d wind up in the gutter. Until that moment I’d been damn proud of that B. The next time he called me useless….”
As Tony continued to talk, Maddie shifted them slightly, so that she could hold him as he told her the hard truths about the fool that hadn’t loved a young Anthony DiNozzo.