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Tony's OOC-ness in "Obsession" made me really wonder what was up. So I wrote this awhile ago, and I thought it'd be nice to share it with آپ guys.
Rough word count : 1,000
Today was a long and exhausting day. We just arrived back at the naval base after closing up the case at the bookstore; we strolled out of the elevator entering the bullpen.
I trailed along behind the rest of the team, McGee had instantly tuned out and his full concentration was now on his computer; groaning when he found that Tony had put glue on his keyboard, I smiled as I watched him struggle. Gibbs had smirked at this then grabbed a Caf Pow and headed towards Abby’s lab. Then my eyes fell upon Tony.
He wasn’t himself during this case; the usual sparkle in his eye seized to exist and his smile did not reach his eyes. It was usual of him to take interest in some of the “girls” we were investigating, but this was too much. He was obsessed. He pushed us all away, he pushed… me away.
I realized I was still standing in the middle of the bullpen staring at Tony, when he glared at me with cold eyes, asking me “What?”. I shook my head and returned to my desk, making a start with my report.
After what seemed like hours, I concluded my رپورٹ and was shutting down my computer. McGee had finished his and headed ہوم nearly an گھنٹہ ago. I looked up to see Tony packing up as well he looked up, his face stern and expressionless; I gave him a slight smile. Nothing, instead he hurried with his bag and walked, مزید like hastened towards the elevator. Disappointed as I was, I unhurriedly packed my gear and then finally heading towards the elevator. I made a mental note to talk to him tonight.
I sighed as I arrived outside his apartment, I check the time it was 10:15. I did not know why I was so nervous. I got out of my car and casually made my way up to his apartment. I was about to retreat and head ہوم but my body took control and my hands with its own mind knocked on his door; I sighed there was no backing out of this now. There was no answer, so I knocked again.
Finally he opened his door, he greeted me and I could smell the liquor in his breath. I gestured for my entrance, and he made his way towards his couch. I closed the door and took a deep breath. This is where I am now, I am not sure what I will say, but I know it had to be done.
I walk over to his couch, sitting on the opposite side of the سوفی, لٹانا to him.
“Holiday with Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn,” I note the movie playing.
“Ahh, so you’ve been studying!” He جوابات with a smile. A genuine smile, that he hasn’t shown the team for days. We continue watching the movie for a few منٹ more; the silence between us was awkward and painful.
“I’m sorry,” I کہا mustering up the most sincere apology I could.
“For what?”
“Dana… I know what it’s like,” I wasn’t really sure where this was heading and I could sense the tension in his voice over this topic.
“Hmmph, I don’t think آپ do Zee-vah,” he reply ignorantly, spitting my name out like it were foul.
“Don’t آپ remember Roy? I involved myself way too deeply, and don’t آپ dare mock me,” I reply, a little مزید ferociously then I had intended. He looks at me, his eyes دکھانا a glimpse of whatever he was hiding. I took advantage of this.
“I am also sorry for Michael, for doubting your actions and our trust, and آپ are correct… I wasn’t mad at what آپ did but rather that I may have been fooled سے طرف کی my own father’s loyalty, I did not want to believe that it was true, that the few people that I had trusted from the start had been using me, and because of my stupid pride… we fell apart,” I کہا and his eyes now fixed on me; I hesitated for the rest that I was about to reveal, “When… when I got captured, I could’ve easily دیا up but a part of me wanted me to suffer, for the pain and sins I had done… and that دن when Saleem entered my cell and hurled a bag over my head then dragged me to your cell, I was ready… ready to die, I had found my resolution, and… an”.
“You don’t have to go on,” he stops me, pain etched on his face and concern in his eye.
“I want to… I want آپ to know,” I paused, “when I saw آپ sitting in front of me, I finally saw the truth… آپ had come to avenge me, thinking I was… dead, آپ still crossed the ocean to come and avenge me, dead, it was then that I could not deceive myself anymore… to rectify who is my family and who is my enemy,” I turn towards the window, hiding the tear that manage to slip past the barriers. How ironic it was that it was raining. I could feel his eyes on my back. I stiffen at the sudden contact, he held me in his strong and familiar arms, his warmth most welcomed on this cold evening and slowly I find myself relaxing into his arms.
“I am sorry… for everything that has happened and for this case, I don’t really know why I was so caught up in Dana, I guess… she just reminded me too much of my mum, she was like superwoman,” he let out a laugh. I looked up at him smiling. Then suddenly feeling like an idiot for being jealous over his obsession; for that was what brought me here tonight.
We continue watching the movie for about another half گھنٹہ more, in comfortable silence, but I could feel his jaw moving as he recited the lines of Cary. I could feel my eye lids getting heavier سے طرف کی the منٹ and before I knew it, I had fallen into a light slumber. He shifted and lowered the volume as he realized I had fallen asleep. Before I succumbed to a deep slumber, he whispered every so softly, “I still can’t live without you”.
~FIN~
Tony's OOC-ness in "Obsession" made me really wonder what was up. So I wrote this awhile ago, and I thought it'd be nice to share it with آپ guys.
Rough word count : 1,000
Today was a long and exhausting day. We just arrived back at the naval base after closing up the case at the bookstore; we strolled out of the elevator entering the bullpen.
I trailed along behind the rest of the team, McGee had instantly tuned out and his full concentration was now on his computer; groaning when he found that Tony had put glue on his keyboard, I smiled as I watched him struggle. Gibbs had smirked at this then grabbed a Caf Pow and headed towards Abby’s lab. Then my eyes fell upon Tony.
He wasn’t himself during this case; the usual sparkle in his eye seized to exist and his smile did not reach his eyes. It was usual of him to take interest in some of the “girls” we were investigating, but this was too much. He was obsessed. He pushed us all away, he pushed… me away.
I realized I was still standing in the middle of the bullpen staring at Tony, when he glared at me with cold eyes, asking me “What?”. I shook my head and returned to my desk, making a start with my report.
After what seemed like hours, I concluded my رپورٹ and was shutting down my computer. McGee had finished his and headed ہوم nearly an گھنٹہ ago. I looked up to see Tony packing up as well he looked up, his face stern and expressionless; I gave him a slight smile. Nothing, instead he hurried with his bag and walked, مزید like hastened towards the elevator. Disappointed as I was, I unhurriedly packed my gear and then finally heading towards the elevator. I made a mental note to talk to him tonight.
I sighed as I arrived outside his apartment, I check the time it was 10:15. I did not know why I was so nervous. I got out of my car and casually made my way up to his apartment. I was about to retreat and head ہوم but my body took control and my hands with its own mind knocked on his door; I sighed there was no backing out of this now. There was no answer, so I knocked again.
Finally he opened his door, he greeted me and I could smell the liquor in his breath. I gestured for my entrance, and he made his way towards his couch. I closed the door and took a deep breath. This is where I am now, I am not sure what I will say, but I know it had to be done.
I walk over to his couch, sitting on the opposite side of the سوفی, لٹانا to him.
“Holiday with Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn,” I note the movie playing.
“Ahh, so you’ve been studying!” He جوابات with a smile. A genuine smile, that he hasn’t shown the team for days. We continue watching the movie for a few منٹ more; the silence between us was awkward and painful.
“I’m sorry,” I کہا mustering up the most sincere apology I could.
“For what?”
“Dana… I know what it’s like,” I wasn’t really sure where this was heading and I could sense the tension in his voice over this topic.
“Hmmph, I don’t think آپ do Zee-vah,” he reply ignorantly, spitting my name out like it were foul.
“Don’t آپ remember Roy? I involved myself way too deeply, and don’t آپ dare mock me,” I reply, a little مزید ferociously then I had intended. He looks at me, his eyes دکھانا a glimpse of whatever he was hiding. I took advantage of this.
“I am also sorry for Michael, for doubting your actions and our trust, and آپ are correct… I wasn’t mad at what آپ did but rather that I may have been fooled سے طرف کی my own father’s loyalty, I did not want to believe that it was true, that the few people that I had trusted from the start had been using me, and because of my stupid pride… we fell apart,” I کہا and his eyes now fixed on me; I hesitated for the rest that I was about to reveal, “When… when I got captured, I could’ve easily دیا up but a part of me wanted me to suffer, for the pain and sins I had done… and that دن when Saleem entered my cell and hurled a bag over my head then dragged me to your cell, I was ready… ready to die, I had found my resolution, and… an”.
“You don’t have to go on,” he stops me, pain etched on his face and concern in his eye.
“I want to… I want آپ to know,” I paused, “when I saw آپ sitting in front of me, I finally saw the truth… آپ had come to avenge me, thinking I was… dead, آپ still crossed the ocean to come and avenge me, dead, it was then that I could not deceive myself anymore… to rectify who is my family and who is my enemy,” I turn towards the window, hiding the tear that manage to slip past the barriers. How ironic it was that it was raining. I could feel his eyes on my back. I stiffen at the sudden contact, he held me in his strong and familiar arms, his warmth most welcomed on this cold evening and slowly I find myself relaxing into his arms.
“I am sorry… for everything that has happened and for this case, I don’t really know why I was so caught up in Dana, I guess… she just reminded me too much of my mum, she was like superwoman,” he let out a laugh. I looked up at him smiling. Then suddenly feeling like an idiot for being jealous over his obsession; for that was what brought me here tonight.
We continue watching the movie for about another half گھنٹہ more, in comfortable silence, but I could feel his jaw moving as he recited the lines of Cary. I could feel my eye lids getting heavier سے طرف کی the منٹ and before I knew it, I had fallen into a light slumber. He shifted and lowered the volume as he realized I had fallen asleep. Before I succumbed to a deep slumber, he whispered every so softly, “I still can’t live without you”.
~FIN~
