The Story Of Cassandra Gibbs (Tony Dinozzo Fanfic)

I Officially Hate Sleeping Now

Hey....

Well... um...

Okay.

I'm having an existential crisis right now!

Netflix isn't working and now I can't watch the Black Butler!😭

Yes, I love Sebastian Michaelis.

Got a problem with that?

ANYWAY.

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Tony's POV

I know Cassandra is a strong woman but I didn't know she was this strong. When we took her down to Ducky's lab all she did was stare at her Bradley. Didn't shed a tear. I started looking at her, thinking she is trying to trick us and that she killed him.

"Tony, when you have a job like mine, you learn fast that everyone close with you can be killed at any moment. I've had so many people die in my 27 years of living in this cruel world. I know a thing or to about not being surprised when people close to me have died. So stop looking at me like I'm a killer."

That's when I become overwhelmed in shock. How did she know what I was thinking?!? Cassandra looked at me for a while, smirking. I didn't listen to anything Gibbs, Ziva, or Cassandra were saying after that moment. I don't know why I'm this shocked. Maybe it's just her. I have no idea.

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Don't worry.

There's more.

I just thought I'd be funny to show what Tony was thinking.
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Cassandra's POV

It's been an hour and a half since Tony last talked or even looked at anything (except his computer). Which is rather odd, to me at least. I've never witnessed him being serious or doing work.

Time Skip Provided By My Netflix Finally Working

Gibbs told me that I can go home now. So I went home, if you can call a hotel room a home. I'm always so busy with work that I never bothered buying a house.

When I got there, I immediately changed into a black t-shirt and put on a pair of gray sweatpants. Then I went to bed because it was 12:00. The bed felt so much better than the cots on the Kennedy. But what followed my slumber wasn't as pleasant.

Cassandra's Dream

It was my 16th birthday. I was with my mom. She always made me happy, even on this 'special' day. I never liked celebrating my birthday. I was home schooled so I didn't have any friends and I never had contact with my family other than my mom. It was only her and I, like it's always been.

But this time, it was different. I don't know why but, it just didn't feel like the moment used to feel. It used feel more happy. Now it feels, sad or scary. I just ignored it. It was probably nothing.

Then, my mom screamed. I looked at her. She had been shot in her torso 7 times. She looked at me, crying.

The scenery suddenly changed. We were on the Kennedy in what used to be her office. Yet, she was still had 7 holes in her, gushing with blood. Something else was different though. She as looking behind me. I turned around and saw a man.

"No, it can't be." I said, beginning to sob.

There stood my missing best friend.

Jane.

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Just so you know, Jane is older than Cassandra so don't go bull shiting me.

Well.

I'll leave you to think about that while I watch my Sebastian senpai~

Yay~😝😊

Let me know if you want to be in this story.

Yeah.

I'm cool😎.

Just comment on this or message me and I'll put you in.

Just tell me your name (or what you want your name to be), what you look like (or how you want to look) and what you want to be doing in the story.

Please don't do anything silly though.

I want something in my life to be serious cause clearly I am so mature.

I'm just kidding.

I'm not mature at all.

But seriously, no silly things.

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