Don’t Forget to Remember Me - NCIS
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strangevisitor7Title: Don’t Forget to Remember Me
Author: Strangevisitor7
Rated: G
Fandom:NCIS
Prompt Special Occasions - Anniversary. written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
ncis_flashfic
Characters: Tony DiNozzo and mentions of others
Spoilers: Kill Ari
Disclaimer: All things belong to their respective creators
Summary: Tony forgets an important Anniversary.
A/N: Once again I attempt the angst. I won't get better at it if I don't at least try.
Don’t Forget to Remember Me
Tony wasn’t having a good morning. He’d woken up feeling unsettled; like he’d tossed and turned all night. Heading into the bathroom, he’d nearly broken a toe. Then on the way to work, he’d had a flat, in the rain. By the time the tire was changed, he was soaked, his coffee was cold and he was late. The world definitely hated him today. He wondered if he shouldn’t just call in sick, go home and hide under the covers until tomorrow. No, he thought, the way things were going I’d be dead before I got home. Best to keep moving forward and work though it. He sighed heavily as he maneuvered the car back onto the road.
Miraculously, he was able to make it to his desk before running into any of his teammates. Tony grabbed a clean shirt out of his drawer and changed quickly. He was settled in and began working through some meaningless paperwork. It was just 8:30 am, maybe he could pretend he’d been here all along. By the time his watch showed 9:00, he’d yet to see any of his teammates and he began to panic.
Were they already on a case and had they left him behind? Would Gibbs really do that? Tony glanced at his cell: no calls. “Nah, Gibbs wouldn’t do that,” he assured himself.
He snapped his fingers as the answer came to him. He raced down to Abby’s lab, ready to explain his tardiness. He skidded to a halt in the empty lab. He was about to leave when one of the floater lab techs walked by.
Tony searched his brain for a name and gave up, going with, “hey you, where’s Abby?”
The tech looked at him like he was crazy.
“This a tough question, lab rat?”
“No sir,” the lab tech stammered. “I was just surprised to see you. I thought you be with everyone else.”
“With them, where?” Tony said testily. Why were all the newbies so dense?
“At the remembrance ceremony. I didn’t know her but-”
Tony was out the door and gone before the tech could finish his sentence. “Holy crap,” he said to the empty elevator. How had he forgotten? He felt a ghostly Gibb’s slap resonate against his skull. He had taken up a silent mantra of shit, shit, shit…, as he raced to grab his jacket and keys. Checking his watch he saw that it was almost 9:30. He should be able to make it by 10:00 if he didn’t kill himself getting there.
Once on the road, Tony allowed himself a moment to catch his breath. That gray feeling he’d woken up with had finally found it source. Glancing heavenward, he murmured a heart felt, “Sorry, Kate.”
He wondered again how he could have forgotten the anniversary of her death but truthfully he knew. When Abby had told him about the remembrance ceremony, he had promptly pushed it out of his mind. He had purposely not thought of Kate often. She’d been his partner and his responsibility. He smiled ruefully knowing that Kate would have denied that she was anyone’s responsibility. The truth was, it still hurt too much to think about her and it was alien to his nature to even admit that let alone dwell on it.
He’d made it on time. His friends were gathering around the grave site. As he stepped up to join them, he noticed that the rain had stopped and the sun was beginning to break through the clouds. He stood beside Gibbs, who acknowledged his arrival with a curt nod.
Abby smiled at him and began reading the tribute she’d written. As Abby spoke, Tony felt his mind wander. Kate had been the first woman he’d ever called friend. He knew he owed her memory more than avoidance. Tony took a deep breath and forced himself to really think about the partner and friend that he’d lost.
He’d been so caught up in his memories that it wasn’t until Abby flung herself into his arms that he realized it was over. “Aw Tony, you’re crying. See, I told you this ceremony was a good idea. It’s important for everyone to remember. It’s cathartic.”
Tony reached up to rub his eyes. “It’s just allergies, Abbs.”
Abby threw him a conspiratorial grin, “right, it seems everyone has allergies this morning.” Without giving him a chance to respond, she’d moved on to hug the next team mate.
After a few more routine exchanges with the rest who were assembled there, Tony found himself standing alone at the grave site. He rubbed his eyes again trying to push back the emotion and prevent the tears from leaking down his cheeks. He looked at the stone that contained the cold statistical summary of Kate’s life. His voiced cracked a little as he whispered quietly, “I miss you.”
A/N: I know the prompt was for happy occasions but this idea wouldn’t let go.
Author: Strangevisitor7
Rated: G
Fandom:NCIS
Prompt Special Occasions - Anniversary. written for
ncis_flashficCharacters: Tony DiNozzo and mentions of others
Spoilers: Kill Ari
Disclaimer: All things belong to their respective creators
Summary: Tony forgets an important Anniversary.
A/N: Once again I attempt the angst. I won't get better at it if I don't at least try.
Tony wasn’t having a good morning. He’d woken up feeling unsettled; like he’d tossed and turned all night. Heading into the bathroom, he’d nearly broken a toe. Then on the way to work, he’d had a flat, in the rain. By the time the tire was changed, he was soaked, his coffee was cold and he was late. The world definitely hated him today. He wondered if he shouldn’t just call in sick, go home and hide under the covers until tomorrow. No, he thought, the way things were going I’d be dead before I got home. Best to keep moving forward and work though it. He sighed heavily as he maneuvered the car back onto the road.
Miraculously, he was able to make it to his desk before running into any of his teammates. Tony grabbed a clean shirt out of his drawer and changed quickly. He was settled in and began working through some meaningless paperwork. It was just 8:30 am, maybe he could pretend he’d been here all along. By the time his watch showed 9:00, he’d yet to see any of his teammates and he began to panic.
Were they already on a case and had they left him behind? Would Gibbs really do that? Tony glanced at his cell: no calls. “Nah, Gibbs wouldn’t do that,” he assured himself.
He snapped his fingers as the answer came to him. He raced down to Abby’s lab, ready to explain his tardiness. He skidded to a halt in the empty lab. He was about to leave when one of the floater lab techs walked by.
Tony searched his brain for a name and gave up, going with, “hey you, where’s Abby?”
The tech looked at him like he was crazy.
“This a tough question, lab rat?”
“No sir,” the lab tech stammered. “I was just surprised to see you. I thought you be with everyone else.”
“With them, where?” Tony said testily. Why were all the newbies so dense?
“At the remembrance ceremony. I didn’t know her but-”
Tony was out the door and gone before the tech could finish his sentence. “Holy crap,” he said to the empty elevator. How had he forgotten? He felt a ghostly Gibb’s slap resonate against his skull. He had taken up a silent mantra of shit, shit, shit…, as he raced to grab his jacket and keys. Checking his watch he saw that it was almost 9:30. He should be able to make it by 10:00 if he didn’t kill himself getting there.
Once on the road, Tony allowed himself a moment to catch his breath. That gray feeling he’d woken up with had finally found it source. Glancing heavenward, he murmured a heart felt, “Sorry, Kate.”
He wondered again how he could have forgotten the anniversary of her death but truthfully he knew. When Abby had told him about the remembrance ceremony, he had promptly pushed it out of his mind. He had purposely not thought of Kate often. She’d been his partner and his responsibility. He smiled ruefully knowing that Kate would have denied that she was anyone’s responsibility. The truth was, it still hurt too much to think about her and it was alien to his nature to even admit that let alone dwell on it.
He’d made it on time. His friends were gathering around the grave site. As he stepped up to join them, he noticed that the rain had stopped and the sun was beginning to break through the clouds. He stood beside Gibbs, who acknowledged his arrival with a curt nod.
Abby smiled at him and began reading the tribute she’d written. As Abby spoke, Tony felt his mind wander. Kate had been the first woman he’d ever called friend. He knew he owed her memory more than avoidance. Tony took a deep breath and forced himself to really think about the partner and friend that he’d lost.
He’d been so caught up in his memories that it wasn’t until Abby flung herself into his arms that he realized it was over. “Aw Tony, you’re crying. See, I told you this ceremony was a good idea. It’s important for everyone to remember. It’s cathartic.”
Tony reached up to rub his eyes. “It’s just allergies, Abbs.”
Abby threw him a conspiratorial grin, “right, it seems everyone has allergies this morning.” Without giving him a chance to respond, she’d moved on to hug the next team mate.
After a few more routine exchanges with the rest who were assembled there, Tony found himself standing alone at the grave site. He rubbed his eyes again trying to push back the emotion and prevent the tears from leaking down his cheeks. He looked at the stone that contained the cold statistical summary of Kate’s life. His voiced cracked a little as he whispered quietly, “I miss you.”
A/N: I know the prompt was for happy occasions but this idea wouldn’t let go.
