Disclaimer: I'm not Bellesario or CBS, so I don't claim to own them.
Word Count: 5 x 100
Challenge: ncis_drabble; Challenge #95 - Magic
Note: This is kind of a song!fic as I wrote it as I read the lyrics. Also, I wrote this before reading donutsweeper's Decisions to Make response for the challenge. After I read, I kinda smiled because of how we both responded. :-)
Crossposted: ncis_drabble; ncisfanfic; ncis_haven
Summary: Magic... It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie.
When Gibbs said they were heading down to the forensics lab, Tony pictured some smallish room and an older man who would bore him out of his mind. The first hint he was wrong was the blast of music filtering through the closed doors. Then he saw her, a beauty in black, complete with tattoos. She captivated him as if a magic spell held him in its grasp. Her face was lit up with excitement as she spun around to face Gibbs. However, when she saw him, it shut down and he felt like daggers were being sent his way.
It took two months before Tony worked up the nerve to invite her over to his place for a little rest and relaxation after a tough case involving some dead kids. She was slowly warming up to him and he hoped to work a little magic on her to get her to be less of a stranger and more of a friend. They spent the night watching old-time movies, sharing pints of ice cream and ending the night with more happiness than either had felt in days. He had never felt that “at ease” with someone before. He liked it.
Tony wasn’t sure when it happened, but one day he realized that he compared all the women he dated to one Abby Sciuto. He had never gone beyond hugs and movie cuddling with her, but he felt closer to her than any of the women he slept with. There was something magical in the way her personality left a smile on his face even when he thought it was possible. Just watching her work gave him a boost of energy to keep going no matter what. He wasn’t sure when it happened, but Tony found himself in love with her.
After the realization, he was on edge for several weeks. Whenever he saw her, his heart threatened to jump out of his chest. Then Gibbs stopped the elevator and told him in no uncertain terms to ask her out and not to hurt her or there would be hell to pay. So screwing up the courage, he asked her out for a night of dancing. It was like magically being whisked away to their own world as the music played. No one else existed as they explored each other on the dance floor. Tony knew then they were right together.
The next night Tony found himself at her apartment and they danced again to a different tune. Everything fell into place and left a magical glow surrounding both of them as they lay together wrapped in each other’s arms. Tony watched her in awe as he ran his hand down her tattooed back. He felt like he had been allowed to see her soul and he wanted nothing more than to keep it safe forever. Then she leaned over and placed a chaste kiss on his forhead before asking, “Do you believe in magic, Tony?” He replied with a kiss.
Do You Believe in Magic?
Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart
How the music can free her, whenever it starts
And it's magic, if the music is groovy
It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie
I'll tell you about the magic, and it'll free your soul
But it's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock and roll
If you believe in magic don't bother to choose
If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues
Just go and listen it'll start with a smile
It won't wipe off your face no matter how hard you try
Your feet start tapping and you can't seem to find
How you got there, so just blow your mind
If you believe in magic, come along with me
We'll dance until morning 'til there's just you and me
And maybe, if the music is right
I'll meet you tomorrow, sort of late at night
And we'll go dancing, baby, then you'll see
How the magic's in the music and the music's in me
Yeah, do you believe in magic
Yeah, believe in the magic of a young girl's soul
Believe in the magic of rock and roll
Believe in the magic that can set you free
Ohh, talking 'bout magic