Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine; I just like to make up situations for them.

It is set around season 5, but it will be AU and won't follow the story on the series. Another little warning it's a little dark, the director takes actions that you wouldn't normaly see but at the end of season 5 she did get into a gun battle, so i don't see why she couldn't do something like i have written. It was just a random story that came to me in the early hours of the morning.

Summary: AU. She controlled him; threatened him to do every mission. Will his friends notice before she gets him killed?

Here goes this new story then, I will get to writing the sequel to my other long fic at some point, this just wanted to get out and wouldn't leave me alone until it was written. Hope ya'll like it.

Final Mission

Chapter 1- Control

Tony had been wary about seeing Director Shepard when she called him into her office, it wasn't the first time he had been called up since Gibbs leaving, but he thought it would have stopped when Gibbs was back, he'd been back for over a year now. She told him he owed her, because of the mess he had made, and trouble he had caused for NCIS, the trouble he had caused his own team. He knew that she was manipulating him and controlling him, but he couldn't see any way out of it. Any time he had tried to tell her to stop or tried to tell someone, she would threaten his job and that of his friends. He didn't want to be the reason they all lost their jobs, he knew how much they loved them, he loved his job, but not what she had made it.

He knew that he should have told Gibbs about the missions, but she wouldn't let him. He knew that Gibbs would be able to help and set Jen straight. At the moment though, nobody could see anything out of the ordinary with him. Maybe, the masks he had put in place so long ago had become impenetrable. He sighed heavily at the thought that nobody had noticed anything different; they were trained investigators, weren't they? Tony's mind flashed back to the argument in the director's office the day before.

x-X-x

Tony walked cautiously into her office, hoping that one of her 'friends' wasn't there. He always ended up in pain each time her 'friends' became involved. He did wonder vaguely why anyone didn't notice them coming into her office regularly, he figured that she told everyone a whole bunch of lies to keep her secret safe.

As he looked around the elegantly furnished office, the darkness outside, creeping in creating shadows, causing a sense of foreboding within the room. He could she that it was only her this time, well at least it meant he wasn't going to play punching bag again, he thought wryly. Thoughts ran through his head at why he'd been called up. Was it another mission? Was she finally letting him tell Gibbs about all the missions? Maybe she had seen the error of her ways.

The flicker of hope caused by his last thought died when he saw the cold calculated look in her eyes. His inner voice would have started screaming at this point, telling him to get as far away as possible from her, if he hadn't of been through months of this. The voice had been silenced by her words, he wanted to believe that he was stronger than being controlled, but her lie had hit close to home, she had blamed him for things he blamed himself for, she was speaking the truth, wasn't she? Her lies and taunts had become a mantra in his head, telling him he deserved everything he had got and would get. The voice was no longer telling him to get help, it was telling him what she was, it had changed into her. He hated it, but his need to protect his friends was stronger.

Tony was forced from his thoughts, when the cold metal of an NCIS issue gun was forcefully pressed against the base of his neck. He shivered a little at its touch and her close proximity. Damn he cursed in his head, when the hell had she got behind him, was he so distracted that he couldn't do his job properly? Was he now a liability to his team? Her head now by his ear, she pressed the gun into his neck harder.

"I have a mission for you Tony" she sneered, the tone creating fear within him.

"With all do respect director, I'd rather not" Tony bite back defiantly as always. He wouldn't give her the benefit of seeming weak; DiNozzo's weren't weak, and also trying to show her that her words had meant nothing. But, if they didn't mean anything, then why was he following her orders?

What he didn't expect, was the swift punch to his kidney, sending him unceremoniously to the ground. As he tried to catch his breath from the sudden attack, she roughly grab his hair and dragged his head up to meet her icy gaze, he winced but stayed silent. This was the first time that she her self had hurt him, usually leaving it to her 'friends', this time he wouldn't fight back and she knew it, she knew he could never hit a women. This was what made this whole thing enjoyable to her.

"Oh but you will, unless you want your precious Abby to get hurt in a lab 'accident'" the malicious intent clear in her eyes, this was why he was following her orders.

"Y-y-you wouldn't?" he stuttered, half in fear, half still trying to catch his breath.

"Wouldn't I? Or don't you remember what happened the last time you tried to refuse" her tone dangerous, dragging her agent back up and putting the gun against his neck again until he winced at the pressure of it.

As she was looking right at him, she could see her words settling into his mind, he briefly looked scared, and pain passed through his once sparkling green eyes, before he controlled his emotions again. Her plan was working; she was forcing him away from his team, isolating him. This was where she wanted him, so he wouldn't, or rather say couldn't tell anyone about her unorthodox methods. She needed to get her revenge for him messing up the La Granoulle case.

The rest of the 'meeting' went the same way, she taunted him with threats she knew would get to him. She told him what the mission was, if he spoke up she would use his weakness, like the many times before, until he complied and went about preparing for her mission, one that she hoped would be his last.

x-X-x

This was why he now found himself dodging through the back streets, on the outskirts of the city, trying to keep away from the people would who surely chase him down, and kill him. Damn it DiNozzo, you shouldn't of let her do this, Gibbs is going to kill you, unless the people chasing you don't, he thought angrily to himself.

His body screamed at him to stop, to rest, but he had to move. The frozen night air, causing pain in his chest as he took large mouthfuls, the rubbish littering the ground causing him to stumble. However, the litter wasn't the only thing causing him to stumble, the blood loss was too. At least the cold had numbed the pain in his shoulder somewhat; it was still bleeding from where they had dug the knife in and literally twisted it. They did it so it would cause the most pain, but not damage anything vital. They knew what they were doing, and if they found him again, they would be sure to finish the job very slowly. He was not looking forward to that, so he kept moving.

He moved faster as he picked up on the sounds of people chasing him, they were getting nearer, and he was getting weaker and slower…

TBC

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