It had been three years since Senior had been sentenced to life imprisonment and he had, had enough. While being inside had its advantages there was still things he needed to get finished.
Senior looked around the exercise yard and waited for a certain inmate to come and see him.
"Mr. Colomba, Sir?" The man walked up flanked by two prisoners that senior 'paid' to work for him.
"Did you get the up to date information for me?" Senior asked knowing the man wouldn't dare say no.
"Sir, here is all the information we were able to get on Antony and Tonia DiNozzo." He took an envelope from inside his jumpsuit and handed it to Senior.
Senior took the papers out and looked them over. He sniffed the air and smiled, soon the air he breathed would be free air and his plans to get revenge on the boy would be underway. Senior dismissed the other man with a wave of his hand and he laughed to himself. As if Junior was that naïve to think that putting him inside and stripping him of his assets would really make him powerless. He was Antonio Colomba Sr, head of one of the United States' biggest crime families, and he hadn't got there by being overestimated. Junior hadn't counted on the fact that the Colomba family had as much pull inside prison as outside. Of course it had been harder since his assets were seized but Antonio Colomba had never done easy.
He walked to his cell and settled on the bunk.
So, Junior had gotten his hands on his mother's' inheritance and had settled in a wealthy neighborhood and Tonia was now a junior at Georgetown. He rolled his eyes upon reading that Junior was still an NCIS agent.
He looked up as there was a small cough from outside his cell.
"You...wanted to see me Sir," The prisoner said nervously.
Senior smiled his most disarming smile, "Charles Sterling, we need to have a talk. I hear you have had a somewhat disturbing past with my son."
"Your son?" He asked confused.
"Anthony DiNozzo." Senior said and watched as first a light of recognition and then a look of terror crossed the younger man's face...yes...he would be useful indeed.
"Yes Sir, I...I'm sorry sir." Chip stammered.
"Nonsense my boy, I fully understand. What I wanted to talk about was how you are going to help me by framing my boy again and this time we will not fail." Senior smiled at the stunned look on the other man's face.
Chip smiled for the first time in years.
All he'd been able to think about his entire time inside was the fact that he had failed in his attempt to get Agent Antony DiNozzo incriminated for murder and more than anything else he wanted another crack at the man and possibly Abby Scuito seeing as she had tied him up with duct tape and had left him hog tied on the floor when the other agents had come running in to arrest him.
"I hear you are due to leave us at the end of the week." Senior said smiling.
"Yes, what do you need from me?" Chip asked totally willing to help Senior in any way he could.
"Well it's like this..." Senior started and let Chip in on his plan.
Charles Sterling in all his years of courtroom appearances and his time working with NCIS had never heard of a plan like it, it was inspired.
"And the best part is when we have finished he'll lose his finances, his job his child and his liberty. He'll be homeless and friendless first and by the time he goes to jail, he'll be begging me to take him in." Senior smiled maliciously.
"Sir, you are awesome." Chip said with undisguised respect.
Tony and Ziva walked into the bullpen and Gibbs looked up at them.
"Did you get it?" He asked.
"Full confession, he's being transferred today." Tony said about their latest arrest.
"Good, we might actually be able go get away early tonight." Gibbs smiled.
Tony sat at his desk and decided to finish off his paperwork. While Gibbs disappeared walking towards the elevators with a grin on his face.
"Hey Abbs," Gibbs said walking into her lab.
"Gibbs!" Abby grinned at him, "Has Tony found out yet?" She was practically bouncing around the room in excitement.
"Not yet, have you got everything ready?" Gibbs asked.
"Nearly Tonia's on her way here with the cake." Abby said.
Gibbs looked over his shoulder as he walked out, "You'd better hurry up then." He said.
Gibbs got in the elevator and it stopped halfway as Tonia got in, "Grandpa," She smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek, he grinned back at her, "I can't believe your dad has forgotten about his birthday," Gibbs said amazed.
"I don't think he did but I know he hasn't celebrated in years, if it wasn't for his diary I would never have known." Tonia admitted and then yelped as she got a slight tap on the back of the head from Gibbs, "What was that for?" she asked.
"For reading your fathers diary." He said mentally grinning to himself and filing away the fact his SFA kept a diary like a girl.
Tony looked up and smiled at his daughter as she came out of the elevator with Gibbs carrying a large box.
"Oh God, What's she brought now I'll need a mortgage t this rate!" He mock groaned.
"Not for this dad," Tonia said and opened the box. "Happy birthday" She said and showed him the cake.
For less than a second a flash of sadness crossed his eyes and he hid it quickly. "Thanks, how did you find out?" he asked.
"I read your diary," Tonia said unashamedly.
"It's a journal..." Tony bit back the momentary flash of anger he felt, this was after all his daughter and he could no more harm her than anyone else, and he realized that this was done out of love for him and no other motive.
"DiNozzo, with me." Gibbs said, "We'll only be a moment." He said to the others and took him to the elevator.
Within seconds of the door closing he hit the emergency button to stop the elevator. "What's wrong?" Gibbs asked him.
"Nothing?" Tony said looking confused.
"Tony, you looked like you were going to lose it in there, although I don't think anyone else noticed, but then they haven't known you as long as I have." Gibbs said and waited for Tony.
"Boss...I don't celebrate my birthday, the last time I did; my father disowned me and sent me to military school, not really happy memories." Tony said
"Well you have a new family now and a daughter who wants to make some new memories so shape up and get out there," Gibbs growled, "Remember, I have a granddaughter out there who spent her allowance on that cake."
"What allowance?" Tony asked, he knew he never gave her money as she had all she needed.
"The allowance I give her each week." Gibbs admitted. Tony laughed as they left the elevator together, "She doesn't need the money you know," He told his boss while walking up behind his daughter.
"That's true DiNozzo, but being her grandfather means I get to spoil her my way." Gibbs said pulling Tonia into another hug,
While they had been in the elevator Abby had joined them and they all shared Tony's cake.
Fornell sat at his desk in the Hoover building and looked at the email that had just come up on his computer.
"Crap!" He exclaimed as he read the Email. "Hell, Jethro's gonna kick my ass."
He picked up his phone and dialed Gibbs' number.
"Jethro, Charles Sterling was released from prison this morning; I know you'd want to know." He listened as Gibbs asked him if there was any danger to his team.
"None that we know of but I will have someone keep an eye on Chip for a few weeks just to make sure he's behaving himself." Fornell said and looked at the phone realizing that Gibbs had hung up on him again.
Gibbs sat and watched the others crowd around Tony all happy and contented and he decided that now wasn't the time to let them know about Chip, although he did feel his gut start churning.