NCIS

Anthony DiNozzo
Pre-Series
Undercover – Philly
Song Fic: Dylan’s Darkest Hour

“Darkest Hour“
It’s the tenth of January and I still ain’t had no sleep
She comes waltzing in the nighttime, made of wings

Maria, dear sweat Maria
A true wrongful romance

She is dressed up like a bandit with a hundred sparkling rings
Looking for my company to keep

I had been the guard at her father’s masquerade
And she had been the belle of the ball

Coming closer to me, she doesn’t say a word
In the shadow of the carved rock tower

Shadows played on her dark hair
Moon Shadows from the clouds

Where the sounds of the night were the only things we heard
In my darkest hour

There isn’t anyone in this part of the complex
But she must have ditched her own guards for the night

She don’t want to hear no secrets, she would guarantee me that

A finger to my lips
Ensures my quiet acceptance

She knows there ain’t no words that can describe her
With her white silk scarves and her black Spanish hat

A new memory will be my partner
From now on as she climbs in with me

She knows there ain’t no way I can deny her
Yes, her blue velvet perfume, filling up the night

All is quiet now
Except our breath

The guards are all asleep that watch the tower
The moonlight held her breast as she easily undressed

In my darkest hour

Silent bliss
Comes to us that night

Her father’s in his chambers with his friends all gathered ’round
They are plotting their enemy’s demise

The Don is planning a raid
To take place the next day

With their last detail done, they await the coming sun
While I am staring in my lover’s eyes

Murmured bliss
Between the two of us

Her brothers and her sisters are all through for tonight
Pretending that they’ve just come to power

Never knowing
Outside forces will interfere

But she, far most of all, knows that they can only fall
In my darkest hour

The raid now known
By my ultimate bosses

Hungry wings, their melodies, while my love awakens me

The household
Will soon awaken

In the midst of the sunburst first light
And her hands are holding up the skies as I hid my opened eyes

FUCK!
I hate my orders

Every move just for herself, and that’s so right

The dancer in her
Showing off

Soon I went along my way with no words that could explain

That there would be
No Tomorrow

As she began descending to the tower
Her safety now concerns me, her circumstance to blame

The end
Was soon for all

In my darkest hour