So I rewrote chapter four. You may want to read that again because this won't make sense. I realized my reviewers were right so I changed a lot of the chapter.
This still isn't a bash fic though. I never write with that intention. I love Tony, I think he is funny, a bit of an idiot, but funny.
This story is like the ones people wrote for dead air. Tim and Ziva made a mistake there and it could have cost Tony his life. Mine revolves around that idea but with Timmy. But hey, you don't have to read this if you don't want to.
This will be a short chapter.
Tony hurried out of the hospital, his mind whirling.
"Why Anthony? Why the hell did you act so stupid?" he asked himself. He had no answer.
He went to his car and picked up the book on his front seat. "I wish I could just blame you…but I can't…I am such an idiot." he said to it.
Tony went to his house and found a few boxes. "These will work" he said and left for the Naval Yard.
Tony went to the bullpen and packed his desk after going to the directors office.
"Where are you going DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked as he walked off the elevator with coffee.
"I know you know I was there Gibbs…so lets just save the bullshit…I quit"
Gibbs raised a brow. "You…quit?" he asked.
Tony nodded. "What else is there Gibbs? McGee will never forgive me…hell, I'd never forgive him…so how can we work together?" he asked.
"Let's go talk to the director"
"I already did…she said she'd put in my resignation" he answered.
"No Gibbs! Even if you suspend me a few months…how will that make Tim want to work with me?"
"Make him your senior…he did great when you left us…see ya boss…" Tony said and left the bullpen with his stuff.
Told ya it was short. But it's not over. I may bring Tony back but I am not sure yet.