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sinfulslasher ([personal profile] sinfulslasher) wrote in [community profile] crack_van2011-10-27 08:47 pm
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Five Moments to Remember by Kayla Shay (FR13)

Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: None. Gen. Tony DiNozzo-centric.
Length: 6,400 words
Author on LJ: [livejournal.com profile] kaylashay81
Author Website: http://www.kaylashay.com/
Why this must be read: I love this fic, plain and simple. It's told from an OC's POV, namely Tony's old elementary school teacher. She recalls several very memorable moments she shared with Tony as a child. Please be aware that Tony's father doesn't really come across as a loving person, but this story was written before we were introduced to Senior on the show, so here be warnings for allusions to some child abuse. This is not at all the main focus of the story, however. This fic is all about a wonderful OC who has made such a huge impression on Tony as a child that he still keeps in contact with her through the years, sharing tidbits of his life with her. His letter to his teacher is absolutely adorable and written perfectly in character, and the OC, Mrs. M, is an absolute delight.

Excerpt:
“Can people still catch the plague from other people?”

Mrs. M. never would have thought that was what was bothering the boy, but she indulged his curiosity none-the-less. ‘At least he’s opening up to me,’ she thought to herself.

“No. People don’t get the plague anymore and even if they did, the doctors could fix them right up.”

“Oh,” Anthony responded back. “But-- But my nanny said that my mother was sick and the doctors couldn’t fix her. I thought that meant she had the plague then, because you said the doctors back then couldn’t fix it.”

Mrs. M.’s heart leapt out for the little boy. She wasn’t sure what his mother had or if he even understood his nanny correctly, but it didn’t sound promising. “Oh Anthony, there are other diseases that even our doctors today can’t fix.”

“But if they can’t fix her, does it mean she’ll die like the ones with the plague did?”

“I don’t know the answer to that question Anthony,” Mrs. M. said quietly, wanting nothing more than to pull the young boy into her arms.

“Who does?” he asked with tears in his eyes.

“I’m not sure,” she answered truthfully before the chauffeur who picked Anthony up at the end of each school day interrupted them.


Five Moments to Remember

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