PROLOUGE
Jackson Gibbs opened up the microwave and removed the soup cup. The store was slow this time of day so he could have a nice leisurely lunch some days he even closed and went out to lunch nut, today something didn't feel right so he decided to stay in. Suddenly he heard the door open and somebody entered.
"Good Afternoon." Jackson greeted.
"Its afternoon but, it's not good." Jackson heard a familiar voice reply.
Jackson looked up and saw that the voice belonged to one Tony DiNozzo.
"What brings you to Stillwater Tony?" Jackson asked.
Silence Jackson looked up again and saw Tony staring into space. "Tony" He said again. Slowly Tony turned toward him. When Tony faced him he was shocked by what he saw Tony's hair and clothes were a mess and he had hurt in his eyes which were red and puffy.
"Tony what's wrong?" Jackson asked alarmed whatever was making Tony DiNozzo silent and cry had to be bad real bad.
Tony took several deep breaths before he finally found the strength to speak. The words he spoke brought the most pain Jackson would feel in his life.
"Jackson Jethro is dead."