Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS nor do I own the song Gloomy Sunday (Sarah Brightman & Frank Peterson do)
Sunday is gloomy
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy Sunday
There we set together on the bathroom floor both cross legged I set in front of her I listen to her talk through her pain.
"I loved him." She told me. "And he you very much." I told her anything to break a smile across her face I looked at her and I saw the earrings they were the only colorful thing she wore, they were blood red tear drop diamonds that dangled slightly.
"Those are beautiful." I said "He gave them to me." she said with a sniff while she touched one slightly she started referring to Tim as he or him because his name choked her with sobs.
"I want the pain to stop the razors don't help anymore." she turned her wrist towards me I saw the dried blood and scars the bathroom door stood open Gibbs and Tony stood on each side, She looked at me her eyes blood shot and puffy, her face streaked with hours of tears her eyes pleaded when she looked at me and asked.
"Do you think they'll be mad if I join him?"
It took longer then it should of for me to understand what she meant she said it low enough so no one but I would hear but before I could answer…
Sunday is Gloomy
with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be flowers
And prayers that are said I know
Let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I'm caressing you
With the last breathe of my soul
I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
It was to late a shot rang out I felt someone pull me out by the hood of my jacket I felt arms around me hot tears burned my cheeks they didn't wash away her blood from my face it was Tony who held me he to began to cry Gibbs held her lifeless body in his arms.
But everything that happened was gone in a flash!
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday...
Abby woke soaked in sweat and tears the light by the bed was on she jumped when she felt a hand touch her arm she looked into a pair of green eyes almost as bright as hers
"Timothy!" She yelled "You're okay!" she cried out "Yeah Abigail." He said with a confused look as to why she used his whole first name and why he responded with her full name but she didn't notice she just clang to him and cried once she calmed she told him about the dream he assured her tomorrow was Sunday and it wouldn't be gloomy.
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Okay I wasn't going to post this story I was just going to keep on paper but three of my co-workers read it an they all had the same reaction they actually cried and told me that I did good because I showed how two people can really bond and how it effects them when one dies I'll have to say I rather enjoy this story because it is my first try at a song fic and a character death so I hope you guys enjoyed it.