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(Very) Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo (little_ozzo) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2013-09-29 11:56:00

Entry tags:

martha jones, tony dinozzo

Who: Tony and Mattha
Where: Tonys place
When: Backdated to when Luci was a douche and told Tony Kate didn't make it to heaven
What: Cuteness and feels?

Tony started out sitting on the couch, flicking through he channels on TV, hoping for something mindless to take his attention. But there was nothing on, and he ended up standing in front of the shelf that held his immense collection of DVDs, finger tracing over the titles. For the first time in a long time, he couldn't decide on one. He couldn't stop thinking about what Lucifer had said, about Kate. That she hadn't made the cut, suggesting she was in hell and not heaven. He knew the devil could lie, and probably did endlessly. But yet he couldn't let it go. The thought left him sick to his stomach. That someone with so much goodness, and more importantly so much faith, hadn't gotten to heaven. What good was all that belief if it got you nowhere? Frustrated with the lack of answers, he dismissed his search for a movie, going to the kitchen and taking a beer from the fridge. He set it down on the bench and opened the drawer, looking for the opener. When he didn't find it right away he slammed the drawer shut in frustration, gripping the edge of the bench with both hands and leaning his weight on it.

How much shit was this place supposed to throw at them, anyway? First it had taken Ziva, and he'd only just been getting the chance to know her properly. Then the director. And then Abby. Abby, who out of all of them he'd known the longest and was the closest to. He was so grateful to have met someone as smart and funny as Martha, but sometimes he longed for someone from home. Someone who knew him, knew his past. He and Kate, for all the teasing, all the torment, had grown close. He'd come to think of her as a sister, and felt a fierce sense of protectiveness of her he couldn't explain any other way. When that first shot had hit her in the chest, and he and Gibbs had seen the vest she was wearing, the relief that had washed over him had been immense. And then. And then, that bullet had come from nowhere and hit her right between the eyes. Even now he could feel the sickening touch of her blood and brain matter hitting him across the face in a warm spray. God, he missed her. And now he was supposed to come to terms with this strange new knowledge that despite everything, she'd ended up to an eternity of damnation and persecution, or whatever the books called it. It wasn't fair. None of it was.

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drjones_unit
2013-09-29 08:39 am UTC (link)

Martha couldn't deny, she was more worried about Tony than she had let on. While it was easy for her, or indeed anyone outside the situation to dismiss what Lucifer had told him as lies designed to rattle him, it was more personal for him. That had been the entire intention, after all. Lucifer, Prince of Lies and all that, knowing just how to get at someone, to hurt them with words and make them doubt everything they might have believed in. He wanted to hurt them all, and it seemed he was doing a damn good job of it.

So when Tony had asked her over, Martha hadn't hesitated. She wasn't needed in the Medbay for a while, and there were enough people in the TARDIS if anything happened. She was free to go and check on the guy who had come to mean an awful lot to her over the past few months. Martha wasn't sure quite how or when it had even happened, but Tony had become one of the people she cared about most, and if there was anything she could do to help, even just keep him company, she would.

When she reached the door of his apartment, she knocked lightly before easing the door open, sticking her head around. "Hey, you there?" A quick glance around and she saw him standing in the small kitchen, leaning against the bench, the unopened bottle of beer on the side. And she wasn't sure what to make of the sight, on the one hand there were not empty bottles scattered everywhere, but on the other, the look on his face caused a flash of concern. She entered the apartment properly, moving over to join him, keeping her expression fairly calm and neutral while she tried to read the situation. "You alright?"

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little_ozzo
2013-09-30 08:20 am UTC (link)

When she spoke it startled him out of his thoughts, and his eyes flickered over to her momentarily before he seemed to become aware of how he was standing, and he let go of the bench, straightening up. "Yeah," he cleared his throat a little awkwardly. "I'm good." Rubbing the back of his neck he turned to look at her properly. "Sorry, forgot you were coming over." The beer sat forgotten on the counter. He hadn't really wanted it anyway. And now that she was here, it was only her company he wanted. That thought alone was nearly enough to make him laugh aloud. God, if Kate could see him now. He was as good as in a relationship, and this one had been going on for a lot longer than two weeks. How pathetic. One hint of the end of the world and his entire world view did a back flip.

"She used to give me hell for the women I dated," he commented out of the blue, without really thinking about it. "About everything really. And I gave as good as I got. But I think she'd have liked you, Jones." His voice cracked when he finished the sentence, and he closed his eyes in frustration. "God he's a bastard. I mean I know he's the devil and all but..."

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drjones_unit
2013-09-30 03:52 pm UTC (link)

The fact he had forgotten she was coming over, and the strange laugh he had was enough to tell Martha she had been right to be concerned about him, and she moved to stand just in front of him, lightly resting her arms around his waist. She always had to look up at him, being so much shorter than he was, something which was great when she was curled into his shoulder and using him as a pillow, not so ideal when she was trying to keep an eye on his face, read the emotions as they flitted across his expression.

When he talked about Kate, she listened with a small smile at first. "Sounds like I'd have liked her too. Possibly even teamed up with her because hey, female solidarity and all that. Plus it's fun to tease you." And it sounded like Kate had been good at that, the banter of partners. "Clearly she was smart, sounds like you dated crap women." At least before her and their dating without officially calling it that. When Tony's voice cracked slightly, Martha hugged him that little bit more tightly. "He knows how much you care about her." Care, present tense. Because even death couldn't stop that. "Knows it's the best way to get to you. But there's no way someone like her can be in hell, Tony. Just no way."

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little_ozzo
2013-10-01 08:59 am UTC (link)

That caused a reflexive smile he couldn't quite stop. "The two of you teaming up would be a formidable combination, that's for sure." It was an image he quite liked. They were two of the strongest women he'd known. It was just that in the end Kate's strength hadn't been what enough to save her. Little could have. He slid his arms around her in response to her hold, placing his hands on her lower back. It felt good just to have her there. For all the joking and the brushing things aside he might have done, sometimes he really just didn't want to be alone.

"You're right about her. And him. I know that. It just really sucks having that thrown in your face. Heaven or not she didn't deserve to die that day." Sighing, he shook off the depressing thought. "Thanks for coming to the rescue." He tried for jovial and pretty much missed the mark.

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drjones_unit
2013-10-01 09:13 am UTC (link)

"Formidable, terrifying, brilliant, all words that could probably apply." Her tone was on the lighter side, even though she was being serious in general. She did sometimes wonder if the Seal might bring Kate some day, she definitely hoped so. Martha wanted to meet the woman Tony respected so much. Also team up for the teasing, but mostly meet her and hope to win her approval. Kate always seemed like the kind of woman Martha would be friends with.

"Knowing it doesn't mean it doesn't seriously suck to have him coming out with that crap," she half nodded because really, no matter how well anyone might know something, Lucifer could and would have a way of making even the smartest person doubt things, question beliefs. That was his skill, after all. Placing doubt in the hearts of people. "She sounds like she deserved a lot, all of them good." Plus, really, so few deserved to be shot like that. "Hey, there's nowhere else I'd rather be right now." Martha could see the attempt for what it was, and she offered Tony a small smile in response. "Besides, you'd do the same for me. Do you need anything?"

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little_ozzo
2013-10-02 06:29 am UTC (link)

"Probably," he agreed with a small smile. He could imagine the two of them as friends. And despite all the teasing, he knew he'd like having her approval for the woman who had turned his eye for this long. Who despite himself he was fairly sure he was falling for.

"No," he shook his head when she asked if he needed anything. "Your company's all I wanted. I just want to shake this off and forget it. Moping is exhausting," he managed to joke genuinely. "What should we do tonight? Have you eaten?" He didn't think he'd mind skipping to dessert, personally. He really was grateful she'd come over. It reminded him how glad he was to have met someone so genuinely caring since coming here. It wasn't to everyone that he'd reveal this side of himself. The more vulnerable side.

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drjones_unit
2013-10-02 07:24 am UTC (link)

The fact he was able to make a more genuine joke made Martha relax slightly, some of her worry easing. Distractions she could do, hopefully very well. That was her plan anyway. "It's true, and when you mope you frown a bit, and no one wants lines on that pretty face of yours, especially right here," she reached up and playfully tickled the space between his eyes.

She turned so she could jump to sit on the counter, evening out the height difference between them slightly. "I ate earlier," she nodded. "Belle seems to think part of her job is to fuss over us and feed us on a regular basis. And she's remarkably pushy for a Disney princess." Martha was very fond of the woman though, and had to admit, she did cook well. "So I am all yours, with whatever you want to do." She tugged him closer again so she could reach over to kiss him. Because damn, he was a good kisser. Martha really hadn't been looking for any kind of relationship, but Tony had just managed to make her forget all of that, finding a place in her heart that she hadn't quite named yet, but made her happy all the same.

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