A/N: I don't cry over much but Swan Song made me tear up. The team scene where they were all hugging was amazing, they handled Mike's death very well. They really showed what he meant to the team, which was nice. I also like how they had Gibbs and Vance admit to each other they considered one another friends.
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A/N2: Spoilers for Swan Song. Review and let me know any feed back, but try not to be to mean.
Ghost
I stared down at my body, it didn't look like me. It looked old, weak, cold, and dead. I felt the pain in my chest, I wanted it to stop. Poor Probie, he looked so broken inside. I knew he felt me, I knew he was talking to me.
The doors opened, letting me see an openly upset Ziva. I wanted to wrap my arms around her, protecting her shield. Her voice was broken as she spoke. I fallowed, leaving probie and his thoughts alone. Fallowing them into elevator, I stood as she cried. Hating the stabbing pain in my chest. "I don't think I can do this-" I heard her say. I wanted desperately to reach out and slap her.
"You stupid girl." Was all I could mutter out of my mouth.
Tony and her shared an embrace, they should've shared long ago, for a better reason. The elevator opened showing a young man holding a young woman both equally upset.
"Bring it in" I heard one of them say, not really sure who. I watched as they grabbed each other as a family. The embrace they all should share all the time, but why they are so damn blind to each others love is beyond me. The pain in my chest increased.
I was now in the director's office. I saw the backs of two equally stubborn men. They were talking. Studying each other once again. They were admitting everything to one another. I looked up to no where, "Why me?" I asked. I was never afraid of death, but I did not want to be everyone's reason to admitting to one another that they cared. I sighed, the pain growing. I watched the clear dim room start to fade. Everything became fuzzy; the pain in my chest became too strong. I kept shaking my head, the last things I saw were Vance and Probie racing to the phone.
There was a dull ocean sound. I looked as the sun's last rays were disappearing over the horizon. My granddaughter was in her mothers arms on the deck. I rubbed my chest, lowered my head and let out one final breath.
"Hurts doesn't it?" I hear a voice behind me. I see my ghosts, the ones that fallowed me everywhere. The son I never knew, the mother and child I couldn't protect, and the women that died for my best friend in my watch. I walked towards them, yet something pulled me back, something made me walk away, back to DC. My Job wasn't over. I needed to know they were ok, before I finally join the ghost.
A/N: Hope you liked it please review, I was just trying to touch base on the episode and what mike could've been thinking. I'm going to miss him so much. Muse Watson did a great job playing him. Thanks for reading.
