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Challenge: ncis_drabble; Challenge #74 - Body
Word Count: 300
Crossposted: ncis_drabble; ncisfanfic; ncis_haven; tonydinozzo
Summary: When she asked him the question, Tony couldn't lie to her.
Usually when he was asked the inevitable ‘getting to know the new guy’ question, he responded with what they wanted to hear. It was a gang member wanted for rape and one of his victims reached him before they did. It was a hit and run, the victim was in their early twenties and now they were looking for a red mini-van based on paint markings and witness statements. It was a little girl who died as he held her hand when they arrived too late for the domestic dispute call.
He had a bag full of stories to answer the question. He would judge the person asking and tell them exactly what they wanted to hear. Some wanted to hear how his first had been a criminal he had taken down permanently while still a patrol officer. Others wanted to hear how seeing the dead body of a child had made him into the detective he was today. None of them wanted to know that he had been touched by death before he had ever thought about strapping on a gun and a badge. None of them that is until he was introduced to Abigail ‘Call Me Abby’ Sciuto. One look at her, and the truth came spilling out.
“I was eleven years old. I remember this argument about not wanting to wear a sailor suit anymore and then there was this loud noise. I don’t really remember what happened then, not until this voice was asking me if I could hear him. When I said yes, he started telling me how they were working to get me out of the car. I don’t really know when I noticed, but I finally did. My mother was just lying there over top of me, not moving. She was my first.”