The Cascade Effect Chapter Two/???
The Cascade Effect
Summary: One Event, One Minor change in the way something happens can change a lot of events in the future.
Disclaimer: I don’t own so no sense suing.
Previously
“Oh, this isn’t good.” He said while looking at the plans on the computer.
“What?”
“Isopropyl methylphosphonofluoridate. B.S. in Bio-medical Engineering, Johns Hopkins. You?”
“Ohio State, Phys Ed. I was a jock. What is that in my language?” Tony told the younger agent before asking what he was talking about.
“Sarin gas. He’s planning to introduce it into a submarine’s air conditioning system. Doesn’t say how.”
“It wouldn’t take a lot, would it?” Tony asked, holding the small cylinder he’d found up to inspect and show McGee.
“Must have been a prototype.”
“If it was filled with Sarin gas, and distributed through the air system?” Tony asked.
“It could kill the entire crew.”
Chapter Two
Tony started cursing in his head. That was NOT good. He wouldn’t let that happen. He wouldn’t let Gibbs die. He didn’t want to have to explain to Kelly how her dad died. He could remember exactly how he’d found out about Gibbs’ Daughter. He knew that only he knew about Kelly. It was a secret that Tony and Gibbs shared. Especially since his meeting Kelly was a result of a secret that not even HR knew.
%Flashback To 2002 %
The day had started out fine. Tony was getting married to Wendy after 8 months of stressing over everything. Of course he’d originally planned to ask Danny to be his best man but, after finding out that he was Dirty he had no intentions of wanting to see the man again. Instead he’d asked Gibbs, who had quickly become not only his Boss, but also a stand-offish friend when Tony had needed to vent. The headslaps hadn’t stopped, they had actually grown in frequency the closer the wedding day got.
Gibbs was helping him straighten his tux when there was a knock at the door to his dressing area. Gibbs went over and opened it while Tony finished up.
“It’s Time, DiNozzo.” Gibbs told him as he left and took his place at the altar. Tony wasn’t far behind. Once Tony was in place the preacher gave the signal and the Bridal March began to play. Tony stood there nervously waiting for the doors to open and Wendy to come out. As the minutes ticked by Tony began to worry. He looked at Gibbs who gave a barely noticeable shrug then turned back to the doors the bride was to enter through.
After twenty minutes and still no bride Gibbs turned to the groomsman next to him and whispered into the man’s ear “Go check on the Bride, make sure she’s okay.”
Less than five minutes later the man came back and told Gibbs something. Tony watched the proceedings with curiosity and a bit of worry.
Gibbs turned to Tony and the look on his face had his heart in his throat.
“Tony, Wendy’s not here. Briedsmaids said she never showed up or called but her father said he talked to her on his way here and she seemed fine.” He whispered into his ear. Tony nodded dumbstruck and just stood there in shock.
Gibbs turned to the preacher who was watching everything with a look akin to pity. Gibbs growled in anger before walking over to the man and whispering to him.
“Bride’s a no-show. Tell Everybody to go home.”
As the preacher cleared his throat Gibbs grabbed Tony by the back of his neck to snap him out of his shock. “Let’s go DiNozzo.” He said and dragged the younger man out of the chapel and to his car.
Tony was still in shock but that shock quickly turned to anger.
“Just drop me off at my apartment Boss.”
“Ya sure, DiNozzo?” Gibbs asked.
“Yeah. I’ll be fine.”
Gibbs shrugged and headed to Tony’s apartment in DC before heading home himself.
Gibbs was once again down in his basement when his phone rang.
“Gibbs.”
~“Uhm…Sorry to disturb you, sir. Tony DiNozzo’s here. He asked for you to be called since he’s to drunk to drive home and we are refusing to let him walk there.” A man said. There was loud music in the background.
“Where’s he at. I’ll come get him.”
~“Crimson and Clover Bar*”
“I’ll be there in twenty.” Then he hung up the phone, ran up the stairs and grabbed his keys, wallet, badge and gun before heading out the door to pick up his wayward agent. He should have known that he wasn’t fine as he’d claimed. He’d been stood up at his own wedding after all.
Less than twenty minutes later he had parked and gotten a very drunk DiNozzo into his car before heading home.
“Where ya goin’ bosh? My ‘parshmens teh osher way.” Tony slurred from the passenger seat of Gibbs truck.
“Not going there DiNozzo. Shouldn’t be left alone. Who knows what kinda trouble you’ll get inta.” He told the younger man. There was no response. He shot a quick look only to find DiNozzo passed out.
~~Following Morning~~
Tony woke up with a pounding headache and the urge to piss. He took stock of his surroundings and realized he wasn’t in his apartment nor his bed.
“what the hell’d I do last night?” he mumbled to himself.
He heard the door open and looked up, startled to see a teenaged girl standing there staring at him in shock. Then her eyebrow rose much like Gibbs would at times.
“Who the hell are you? And what are you doing in my dad’s bed?” the teenager asked him, her voice causing his head to hurt worse.
“Tony and I have no clue how I got here.” He told her, receiving another raised eyebrow at that.
“Kelly, quit interrogating DiNozzo and get your ass down here!” was heard from somewhere below them.
Tony’s eyes widened when the teen replied “Yes, Daddy.” Before rushing away. He groaned as his brain tried to process the fact that his Boss apparently had a daughter.
Five minutes later Kelly was back with a tray and some pills.
“Dad’s gone to the store. Thought you might like some toast and aspirin.” She said as she set the tray down on the nightstand before holding out her hand revealing two white pills. He grabbed them and popped them In his mouth before taking the proferred glass of water and draining it.
“Thanks” he mumbled, still confused as to how he’d ended up at his boss’s house let alone in the man’s bed.
“Bathroom’s through there if you need it.” She said, pointing to a door off to the right. He nodded, got up and headed there since his bladder was screaming at him by now.
When he came back out Kelly was still there.
“So Gibbs is your dad huh?”
“Yeah.”
He nodded, unsure of what to say next. They sat in silence while Tony ate the dry toast. Taking the tray once he was done she motioned for him to follow her. Once downstairs she pointed to the couch. “Sit.” She ordered before taking the tray to the kitchen. He shook his head but sat anyway. It seems that Gibbs’ daughter expected orders to be followed like her dad did.
When she came back in she had another glass of water for him and a mug of coffee for herself. She handed him the water and sat down on the chair and faced him.
When Gibbs got back Tony and Kelly were talking about music and movies. He shook his head at the two. He should have known better than to let Tony and Kelly meet. Both were movie buffs and nothing good could come of that.
After Gibbs had explained why Tony was in his bed instead of the couch(in case he woke up in the middle of the night to puke) he’d taken the younger agent home and that was that.
%End Flashback%
Snapping himself out of his reverie he headed outside with McGee. They had to get this information to Gibbs ASAP.
After several worrying hours later they were all back in the bullpen safe and sound. McGee showed up to hand in his report to Gibbs personally, which Tony had to pick on the junior agent for. Finding out McGee had a lunch(Dinner?) date with Abby he headed for the elevator with McGee in tow to introduce him to Abby. He was left speechless by McGee’s comment about getting a tattoo on his ass; hopefully Kate wouldn’t mention it, though he’d heard Gibbs tell her what had made him speechless. Though the only reason it had was because McGee didn’t seem the type and, despite his voicing a protest over tattoo’s he knew they’d all be surprised if they knew about his own drunken little dare and the results of it.
TBC…
*Crimson and Clover Bar-I got the name from a song. Cookies for those who can guess the song Title AND Artist of the song.
AN: Comments, constructive criticsm and Reviews are greatly appreciated and welcomed; flames however will be fed to my dragon and flamers sent to Briarcliff Manor. Hope you all liked this first of several twists. Yeah, I’m not too proud to beg for feedback.
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