What's The Point? - NCIS Fan-fiction

Chapter 1

Summary: Tony’s not acting like himself, and nobody knows why. Will they save him before they’re too late?

WARNINGS: Dealing with self-harm, contemplating of suicide.

Pairings: Tony/Gibbs non-slash. Hurt!Comfort Tony. PapaBear Gibbs.

Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story apart from creative licence. All though, I would not object if anybody wants to hand NCIS over to me! :) All hail DPB.

 

What’s The Point?

Tony closed the door to his apartment and sighed sadly. He dumped his stuff at the door, and walked straight to the kitchen. Today was horrible. It was the anniversary of his mother’s death.

0700 hours

Tony was already at work when McGee and Ziva walked in at 0700, staring blankly at his computer screen. McGee and Ziva frowned at each other before greeting their friend, only getting a nod in reply. Tony had started showing up early for work about a month ago, and had stopped being his usual, cheery self. He had become distant from the team. He now didn’t let anyone but Abby touch him, no matter what the reason. He hadn’t down that since he had started at NCIS…over 10years ago. Not like Gibbs seemed to notice though.

“DiNozzo!” Gibbs barked, coming down from the director’s office. Tony stood up and stood in front of his Boss’ desk.

“Yes, Boss?” he asked, voice dull. Gibbs stared at him. Tony continued to stare at the floor. Gibbs shoved Tony’s report in his chest.

“Do your case report again. It’s rubbish.” Gibbs said demanded. Tony nodded.

“Yes, sir.” Tony turned back to his desk.

After about an hour, the elevator dinged, announcing the arrival of someone. Abby walked quickly into the bullpen, and Tony got up when he noticed she wanted to hug him. He rarely hugs her back, but today, he hugged her with equal force. When they pulled apart, they leaned their foreheads together, which caused the rest of the team to turn and look at them.

“You gonna be okay?” Abby asked quietly. Abby was the only one that new that it was his mother’s death anniversary today. He had accidently let it slip last year when he got drunk and ended up on her doorstep.

“I’ll be fine, Abs.” he said sadly, not looking into her eyes, knowing if he did, he would break down crying like a girl. No, he would do that later, in the safety of his apartment. Abby hugged him again.

“Call me if you need anything.” She told him. Tony nodded, reluctantly turning back to his desk to finish the last of his ‘new’ report. Abby kissed his head, and went back down to her lab. Gibbs started at his SFA, confused. He walked up to his agent’s desk, staring intently at him, before head-slapping him. Hard.

“Back to work, DiNozzo.” He said, even though Tony had continued his report before Abby had even reached the elevator.

The rest of the morning went relatively quiet. There were no new cases and Team Gibbs was thoroughly enjoying the quiet day. When the clock hit 1300, Gibbs told his team to go for lunch, but be back for 1400. Then Gibbs left. Ziva and McGee were collecting their stuff, discussing on where to go to eat.

“Are you joining us, Tony?” Ziva asked, seeing her partner still sitting at his desk, typing something. Tony shook his head.

“No thanks. I’m going to go with Abby. Thanks though.” He replied, before quickly leaving to go down the lab. Ziva shook her head and frowned.