Talking about the past
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The next day, I woke up a little late. It was 11 am. Father was gone, but he left a note on the kitchen table to tell me to enjoy today since it was going to my last relax day until my 1st day at work.
Last night was a little fun, almost all of NCIS had went out after the case was closed and filed. Director Morrow had invited Ducky, Abby, Tony, my father, and I out to a bar, close to NCIS, for a victory party. Morrow had bought the 1st 3 rounds of drinks of our liking. Abby and I were dancing on the dance floor having fun. Tony came to join us, being silly, and trying to get every girl in the bar. He had a few dancing on him but it didn't last. I had spoke in Abby's ear to tell her to watch this.
I walked over to Tony, put my hand around his neck and started dancing on him. I rubbed my ass all over him, while I was watching Abby's face, snickering. It was quite funny and fun all at the same time.
Tony leaned down close to my ear and spoke. "What are you doing? Gibbs will kill us." He told me.
I looked over to where my father was, he was just watching me do my thing on Tony. He looked fine about it. "No he won't." I told him.
"Why do you say that." He asked.
I turned around to look at him. "Because if he was, he wouldn't just sit there and watch us. He would got up and done something about it. Plus he's letting me have some fun. So enjoy it while you can before I don't want to f**k with you again." I told him at first.
He just stare at me like he was trying to hear me. I rolled my eyes and went to walk away, but Tony grabbed my hand, spun me around then dunked me back. He done a whole dance move on me and I wasn't even prepared for that s**t. I smiled at him as he was lifting me back up.
"Nice moves, DiNozzo" I told him as he set me on my feet again.
"Thanks." He told me.
After our little dance, I had gone back to our tables with the others. We set, drink, and talked. It lasted I don't know how long. I was ready to go, so was my father. Ducky and Abby left. Morrow left during mine and Tony's dance. And my dad couldn't leave I drove. As Tony told us our goodbye's and good nights we all left and went home.
After getting up, from thinking about what had happened last night, I got in the shower to get ready for today. After washing my body and hair, I got out and started looking for some clothes.
While looking for some clothes, I started thinking about when I called Renee last night when I got home. She was excited that me and Joey were taking her out to lunch. She was telling me that Joey was a nice man. And he was, so far. I smiled at that, as I found the perfect outfit. I found a dress I haven't worn since college, it was my favorite dress, I was always wearing it at college at least twice a week. It was a blackish purple strapless dress. I put it on and grabbed my black sparking pumps that I use to wear with it.
After getting dressed, I done my makeup and hair and loose curls. I grabbed my purse and put my gun and phone in there. I grabbed my keys and headed out to my car. After I lock the house up, I opened the garage and got in the car.
I headed over to Renee's house, where I saw her sitting on the porch swing with a book. I parked the car in her drive and headed up to her porch. Joey wasn't here yet, which we have plenty of time still.
"Well hello, my dear. You look nice." Renee told me.
"Why thank you, Renee." I told her. "You don't look bad your self." I said smiling.
"Thank you my child."
"Joey, had told me that you received Ryan's metal of honor, may I see it?" I had asked her.
"Yes, child." She said as she sat the book down and we walked inside the house, went up the stairs to a bedroom. At first I thought it was her room, but it was too boyish. So I'm guessing it was Ryan's. "This is Ryan's room. I haven't touched a thing in this room, since he last left it. I added his metal of honor and his flag." She told me.
She showed me a shadowbox of the flag and all his metals.
"Ryan was in the army?" I had asked.
"Yea, he went into the army at 17 right after high school. He was only in for a few years, until he was discharge." She told me.
"Why was he discharge?" I asked.
"Got hurt in combat. He got shot a few times in the chest and on his left arm. It didn't do a lot of damage but it was enough to send him home and be out for at least a year. When he got his feeling back in his arm, that's when he joined the NCIS." She told me.
"I was 13 when he joined NCIS." I told her. "Joey said he didn't start liking me til I was about 17." I said.
"That's one thing about Ryan, he didn't like ones around his age or the same age. He either liked them older or younger." His mother had said.
"I say younger, you what 21 now, Kelly." Joey had said as he walked into the room.
"Yea," I said as I turned to look at him.
"Ryan would have been 26 this year." Joey had said. "26 in a few months matter of fact." Renee added.
While we were talking, I was looking at Ryan's shadowbox. I had touched it for a moment. Trying to remember the good times with him.
(Pictures of whats Ryan's metals, dog tag's, and flag would look like.)


I started to tear up a little bit but whipped it away. Renee had saw it and wrapped her arm around my waist.
"Ryan wouldn't want us to cry over spilled milk. We would want us to move on. He was so much like his father on that." Renee said as we left him room.
"Yea, let's go get some food. I'm starving." Joey had said laughing a little.
I nodded and we all went to my car, Joey let Ryan's mother sit in the front while he sat in the back.
We drove to a nice restaurant, call Texas Roadhouse. I haven't been here since I was a kid with my dad and his 2nd or 3rd wife.
When we got out of the car, Joey opened the doors for us to go in. He was being a real nice gentleman. We walk up to a lady, in the front, to be seated. I had told her 3 people and I wanted a booth. She took her head and walked us to a corner booth and handed us menu's.
It was about 5 minutes after being seated when another woman had came over to take our orders.
"Hello, I'm Heather and I'll be your server for tonight. What can I get y'all to drink?" She had asked us.
"I looked at them. "Order whatever you. Its my treat." I said.
"Kelly, no. Don't pay for us. I'll get us." Joey said.
"The military didn't pay me good enough for serve this country to let you pay for you guys. I'm the one the offer about going out to lunch so I'm paying." I said.
"You were in the military?" Heather asked.
"Yes, ma'am. 4 years. I just got out Friday, and now I'm working as a cop." I told her.
"Well thank you for your service and I'll give you a military discount." She told me.
I nodded. "I'll take a mountain dew to drink and to eat I'll have the medium rare steak with a side of fries and popcorn shrimp." I told her.
"Hmm, it all looks so good. I'll have Dr pepper to drink and I'll have the 1/4 pound popcorn cheeseburger hold the tomatoes, pickles and lettuce with a side of season fries." Joey told her.
"Kelly, are you sure. The food here is pretty high." Renee asked me.
"Yes, I'm sure." I told her.
"Okay. I'll have sweet ice tea with a lemon on the side to drink and I'll have the country fried steak with corn and bake potato. And can I have a small salad with ranch on the side before my meal please."
"Yes, ma'am. Did you want you side of popcorn shrimp before the meal or with the meal."
"Before it fine. And can you make it a large so I can share with him." I told her as I pointed to my left towards Joey.
She nodded and walked away with the menus.
Joey looked at me smiling. "Thank you. I'm gonna have to pay you back by taking you out to lunch or dinner." He told me.
I smiled and nodded. We all sat and talked about random things well, Joey and I were talking about random things. Renee was talking about life about me. She had a lot of questions, where was my mother what happened to her. Where was my father.
I told her what happened with me and my mother, told her that she died in front of me when I was 8, in a car crash. Told her my father was overseas when it happened. Told her he stayed home in DC to take care of me while he was working at NCIS. When I wasn't being babysit, I was at NCIS hanging out with everyone. Told her that everyone there was like family. Also told her when my father got remarried like 3 more times, I stayed home with his wife's. But after the 4th wife, he stopped dating, expressly how bad his 4th wife was. She used him for his money, and was a bad person general.
Joey had asked me about high school and college. How it went. Told them that, I graduated top class with honors in high school and same with college with my masters for art, forensics, and military police experience. In both high school and college, I was in ROTC. High school it was called JROTC (Junior Reserve Officer's Training Corps) and in college it was ROTC (Reserve Officer's Training Corps). And after college I went into the military; marines. I done that 'cause of my father and ROTC.
"I had 8 years of military police experience that's why I had graduated top class and got my Masters in that and got the rank of Major fast. Everyone thinks it was because of my father, but it wasn't." I had said as our main food had arrived.
God all this food looked good.
Still talking about everyone's life while eating Joey told me how he met Ryan.
Joey said Ryan was like a jock/nerd kinda. He had saved Ryan's ass a few times because of his nerdy self. But once Ryan had joined the football team with Joey, no one picked on him. He had all the ladies.
We ate and talked about the good times and the bad. We talked about my life until I had met Ryan. Talked about Joey's life and how he met Joey. And Renee had talked about her life and family and the moment she had Ryan.
By the time the bill had came, I went to grab the check when Joey had reached it the same time. Something there had sparked. I started blushing when we touched but still grabbed the check. The bill came to $57.32. I slide my card in and handed it back to our waitress. When our waitress came back I gave them 20% tip, which was $12.
After I paid we left. I dropped Joey and Renee off and headed home. I was tired and full from all the food.
It was good to talk about Ryan and the past, just to get it all off the plate. I need to move on and find someone like Ryan or close to it. Ryan would wanted that for me, to move on and not cry over spoiled milk. Meaning him.
Hope everyone like this so far, I know I did.
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