روايات وقصص ضمن Ncis Fanfiction Tony Has Friends In High Places

Then, he chuckled warmly and said, “Oh, well; I’ll be going back to Bradfort City soon. I suppose it’s only right for me to make it up to you all for the trouble my sister caused. Old Master Hart would probably only punish her for a bit. Our families go way back, so I don’t think a small mishap like this would be worth the tension.” When Tony made no reply to this, Gideon’s face grew stormy. “I’m starting to get really curious about Miss Stark.” Indeed, he wanted to know the kind of person who could make Tony go to such extreme lengths, so much so that the latter was willing to disregard their years of friendship just so he could defend her. However, the friendship that he had thought he sha

“Then, call Reynold. He can help us. I already used his services eight years ago. He knows where to start.” Tony’s frown deepened. I could sense the distaste for Reynold in Tony’s expression. I don’t know why he does not seem to like Reynold when my other best friend is a very likable person. “He knew about her. He was the one who helped me track her down eight years ago.” I admitted, and much to my bafflement, Tory’s eyebrows met and formed a straight line. “What’s with that look?” I asked. “I don’t like your friend. He’s too arrogant for my taste.” Tony admitted.

“I’m about to call cleaning services to come take care of the mess. It’ll be much better in an hour or so.” I’m about to decline again when one of Tony’s friends appears beside us. He’s a guy I don’t recognize, probably a few years older than us, and he has this knowing smirk on his face that makes me uncomfortable. “So this is the girl you’re always talking about,” the friend says, looking me up and down in a way that makes my skin crawl. Tony’s face immediately turns red, and he looks mortified that his friend just said that in front of me. “Dude, shut up,” Tony mutters to his friend, but the damage is already done.

’ His mind snapped back to a month ago—Beth’s convenient explanations. And the way she acted. It was all over the top—like she was reciting her prepared lines. ‘Is Nick in this too?’ Remembering Nick calling him about a higher up in the CIA that wanted to talk to him in Piazza Navona. Tony was more bitter at the thought of Nick—his superior—being one of them. Nick, who always invited him over for thanksgiving. The only one that Tony could call his friend. But then—Bernardo stepped forward, cutting into Tony’s line of sight like a curtain of arrogance.

Tony was not his friend, he was an opportunist who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. As Nathan sat in silence, his mind racing, he realized that he had to warn Miranda and the others. They needed to know the truth about Tony, and they needed to be prepared for any move he might make against them. The next morning, Nathan met with Miranda and their team, laying out the evidence he had uncovered about Tony's connections to Jacob's organization. At first, there was disbelief and shock, as they struggled to come to terms with the fact that someone they had once trusted could be working against them.

"But Tony, remember what you told me at the hospital? You said that if I ever needed a friend to talk to, you would be there for me. How can you break that promise by leaving me now? Who will I turn to when things go wrong?" Tony's heart ached at Maya's words, realizing the impact his departure would have on her. He pulled her into a tight embrace, trying to offer solace in his arms. "Maya, I promise you that I will be back before you know it. Distance may separate us physically, but our friendship will always remain strong." Reluctantly, Maya broke away from the hug, her eyes pleading with Tony. "Tony, I don't want you to go. I'm scared of what you might do to blow off steam over there. At

"Fine, you should be happy that Craig is leaving for good." "Leaving for good?" Roe asked him, Tony smiled. "Chat me, if you want details or if you want to be part of my plans." Roe sighed and walked passed Tony, he smiled. "I can't kill my blood but he will kill his brother, I am not the one doing all the bad stuff but his close blood." Tony Titter, the receptionist is looking at him. "Get back to work idiot." "Sorry, sir!" The receptionist said, Tony dart upstairs, Whitney and George are cooking, Cathy is lying on Flora's leg

Tony threw the almost burned cigarette on the ground and stepped on it to put it off before he spoke in an emotionless voice. “Bro, I need a favor.” “Yoh, what happened? Why do you sound like the world is coming to an end in a few?” Tony did not entertain his words as he went straight to the point, “Can you hack into someone’s phone and find pictures or chats? Anything that could show what they have been doing for the past few years?” “Bro, what happened? Although I am a hacker, I don’t work with the dark side. I am sorry that I cannot help you.” Jack said in a serious voice.

Vien hadn't been expecting her to be worried, she had been expecting her to be angry. “I'm sorry, Gold. Something came up and I completely forgot." “Something like Nate?" She teased. Vine rolled her eyes, shaking her head at her best friend. “I wish. Tony's sick and he's in the hospital." “Woah, is he okay? What happened?" “It's nothing really. It's just low sugar. The doctors said he'd be fine." As she said that, that unsettling feeling she had came up again and it made her stomach turn. “Thank God. I can't let anything happen to the only guy that genuinely loves me." Gold joked. Everyone knew that Tony had a huge crush on Gold.

Tony said, radiating hostility. Eistibus, meet Tony, my best friend, Tony meet King Eistibus of the second sector, and an old friend.” Tony reluctantly stretched out his hand. Eistibus still stood where he was, sizing up this new creature. He probably sensed the shard energy from him, and none from me. “You’re a human.”, he concluded. “A human with a shard.” He shot me a conspiratorial look. “You. Explain this later.” He walked into the throne room, leaving me and Tony behind. “What’s his problem?” Tony asked, still staring daggers at Eistibus. He didn’t like him, one bit. They’d eventually fight. And Tony would lose.....badly. But I’d rather not think about that again. “Just ignore him. He’