Disclaimer: Buffy and NCIS do not belong to me, they are not apart of my imagination but the situation that they are found within this fic is.
A/N: Takes place during Watcher, DiNozzo
Tannah ran home from Fordson High School, leaving Melissa following in the distance. She was quite openly distressed by something and didn't want to talk to Melissa about it on the short walk home. She reached their house and tore inside, no longer trying to hide her abnormal speed as she blitzed passed Tony and into her room. The bedroom door slammed shut with a loud bang.
Tony paused, with an eyebrow raised as he tried to work out what had just happened. Shrugging, he waited for Melissa, hoping she would be able to tell him what was wrong.
Before long, Melissa walked inside with a grim face. She was worried for Tannah, purely because she had never seen her act that way before. Seeing Tony's questioning face, she shrugged. She had no idea what was wrong.
Seeing Melissa's shrug, Tony sighed. Looked like he was going in blind. He approached Tannah's door and gently knocked before ignoring the “Go Away” yell from inside. He opened the door and headed straight for Tannah's curled up form on the bed. He could hear her sniffing, trying hard not to seem like she was crying.
“Tan,” he said as he sat down next to her. “You want to tell me about it?”
“You wouldn't understand,” she replied as she straightened, swiping a hand across her eyes.
“You wanna try me anyways?” he offered.
She nodded uncertainly before beginning in a shaky voice. “Because I'm the new girl, I keep getting asked in most of my classes to introduce myself and tell them something about myself. I had been trying to keep things impersonal while changing what I said since most people in the class are in all my classes, so they would have heard it all before. So the first time, I mentioned that I was from LA. The second time, I mentioned I played basketball. The third time, I mentioned I just moved from England after living there 6 months... but with the fourth class, the teacher specifically asked me to mention something about my family. So I told how I lived here with you and four other girls.”
“So what happened?” Tony prompted when she took a break.
“Nothing during the class, but afterwards the girls started talking about me behind my back. Eventually I asked them what their problem was. They called me a freak. Saying that not even my parents had wanted a freak like me.”
Tony pulled the crying girl into his arms.
“Listen to me Tannah. I know you don't believe me when I say this, but just listen anyways because it's the truth. You are better than they are. You have survived some of the most horrific things that could be thrown a young girl's way. You not only survived but you thrived in parts. Yes you are different, but that makes you special. You aren't a clone, a popular princess who faints at the sight of blood. You are a skilled basketballer, a talented fighter and extremely beautiful. Yes, your family life is unconventional but really, would you change it after living it?”
She shook her head. She loved Tony. He treated her like an adult and made sure she was comfortable around him after hearing of her childhood. She knew he respected her opinions and never failed to ask for her input while on patrol. He did it with each of the girls. He was so much better than her father had ever been.
The other girls were brilliant with her too. Yes they teased her because she was the youngest but never with malice. They always made sure to take her with them to the movies or out shopping, even for ice cream. Jordie would help her with her biology homework, Skye with her mathematics and physics. Ella helped her with history and English homework while Melissa was her study partner since she was only just a year higher than her at school.
She knew what Tony was saying, but still... she had hoped to make the right kind of impression at her new school. Unfortunately she hadn't.
“Now, I know you wanted to make friends today but friendships take time to build,” Tony advised, knowing what she was thinking. “Give it a bit of time. Ignore those girls who laugh at you, it will confuse them to see it has no affect on you, they want you crying and upset. This way, you have the upper hand. I know it is hard especially when they attack those you love but believe me... we don't want you any other way.”
She nodded and he gave her a tight hug.
“Now how about some ice cream?” he offered to bring a smile to her face.