Title: Moving On
Fandom: NCIS (possibly crossovers)
Summary: Series of unconnected one-shots (possibly later to become first chapters of longer works but no guarantees) where Tony leaves, either Team Gibbs, NCIS as a whole, or his place as SFA.
Author’s Note: I came up with this idea when looking at the art I chose for this year’s NCIS Reverse Bang (created by Jilly James) but I already had a story written for the art (which will be posted in April on AO3), so this is inspired by the same art but will be a more open ended series which wouldn’t fit with the Bang concept anyway. I have it here on EAD because #1 it isn’t beta’ed and #2 some or all of the chapters may become longer works down the line but I have no idea when. Enjoy the torment!
Chapter 1: Ziva’s initial appointment to Gibbs’ team following Kate’s death
Tony walked down the basement steps at Gibbs’ house, following the sound of sandpaper on wood. He needed to have a talk with the older man and he knew his best bet was outside of an official meeting. Even attempting this conversation at NCIS would be counter productive. Not that Tony was confident in a positive outcome regardless but he had to do it, he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he didn’t.
Gibbs didn’t look up from his sanding of the boat as he grunted, “DiNozzo,” as Tony reached the basement floor.
Tony knew better than to wait for further acknowledgment from his boss. He also knew he had Gibbs’ attention, even if it seemed otherwise.
“So, I come in today and not only is Ziva still on the team, she’s sitting at Kate’s desk.”
Gibbs made no verbal acknowledgment but the sanding sped up in tempo.
“Ziva David has no place on the MCRT. And no place at that desk.”
Gibbs kept sanding but spoke, “Ziva said it best. It’s just a desk. Kate wouldn’t mind.”
Tony stared at the other man, incredulous. “Kate wasn’t stupid Gibbs. She certainly would mind! The sister of her murderer, the woman who profiled the team for the terrorist who killed her, taking her place on the team and sitting at her desk? Yeah, she’d mind the hell out of that.”
“Ziva’s not her brother.”
“No, she’s worse. She did his dirty work. She set us up. Set Kate up to be killed. Try to get him out of the country. Helped him appear innocent and set up a fall guy. All Ari did was pull the trigger.”
Gibbs spun around. “Ziva’s on the team. She’s not a terrorist. She’s a good person!”
Tony shook his head. “Just because she shot her brother doesn’t make her the good guy, Gibbs.”
“I don’t know what happened to you, Gibbs, to us. We used to be partners. You used to know the mask was just that. I’m not an idiot, I can work a crime scene and I am very good at figuring out ballistic trajectories. There’s no way it went down the way you claimed. You brought a woman whose side you weren’t sure of to have your back, you didn’t trust people that are your team to have your six and you’re just lucky that she was allowed to take out Ari.”
“She did what she did to save me.”
“Bullshit! That woman wouldn’t do anything from altruism. I doubt she even knows what the word means. She’s a spy and an assassin. A very good one from what my sources tell me. Her specialty, Gibbs, getting close to older men, getting on their good side, getting information, then neutralizing them when their use was gone. Often it was a honeypot but she’s also very good at playing the wounded little girl. She’s playing you and you’re so blinded by your own issues that you can’t or won’t even see it.”
“Again, Gibbs, not stupid. I was a cop for six years before we met and that wasn’t under the best circumstances. Danny burned me bad, Gibbs, I wasn’t about to just trust my gut after that. Not then. I researched you. And it wasn’t hard to find. I never brought it up when I realized no one at NCIS knew. Or at least, anyone who knew didn’t talk about it. You have a great tragedy in your past, Gibbs, but you’re letting it blind you to an Israeli agent’s manipulations. She knows the truth, too, remember.”
“You’re out of line, DiNozzo!” Gibbs took a step towards Tony, a move that would normally make him back down and placate the alpha male. But not this time.
“She’s a little killer, Gibbs, and she helped kill Kate.”
Gibbs narrowed his eyes and stood up straight. “She didn’t know what her brother was going to do, she thought he was a double agent.”
Tony shook his head. “Maybe at first they did but by the time she got here to NCIS? When we met her? No. She knew he was rogue, that he was Hamas for real. And I’ve got no proof but it owuldn’t surprise me if she’d been ordered to take him out and saving you was just icing on the cake. A way in.”
“You better stop talking, DiNozzo!”
Tony shook his head. “She doesn’t belong at NCIS, certainly not on an investigative team. It makes no sense, Gibbs! There’s no reason for her to want to be there. She’d fit at the CIA or even Homeland. Maybe NCIS CI/CT. But she’s got no experience in investigation, her experience in interrogation is more on the torture or seductions sides, and she’s got no business even working cases, legally speaking.”
Gibbs clenched his jaw and turned back to the boat. “My team, my rules.”
Tony huffed a bitter laugh. “More like your team, Madam Director’s rules. You didn’t offer a spot to Ziva. Our new boss did. An odd move for a brand spanking new head of an armed federal agency to do, too. Giving a prime spot on the top team to a foreign intelligence operative.”
“Ziva’s on the team, DiNozzo.”
Tony nodded. “I had to come. Had to try to get through your thick skull. Figured it was at best 20-80 odds that it would work. Now you’ve got your back up. To you, I’ve challenged your role, your status as the leader of our little pack and you won’t have that. I’m sure you’ll make me pay for this. Or – you would if you had the opportunity.” Tony sighed. “You won’t. I left my resignation on my desk with my ID, badge and sidearm. I figured if this actually worked I could get them in the morning. I won’t stay and work with Kate’s murderer Gibbs. I can’t.”
Gibbs stopped sanding but didn’t turn from the boat.
“Maybe with me gone, you’ll get your head out of your ass and actually think this through and investigate Ziva. But if not, you’ve brought whatever comes on yourself by letting her and Madam Director play oyu. An old lover as your boss, not a good thing, Gibbs. Good luck. It’s been – educational. Thanks for the memories.”
Tony gave one last look at the older man before he walked calmly up the steps and out of the house to face his new future, one where he could look at himself in the mirror and not work with the murderer of his friend.