A/N: I wrote this almost half an hour after Tuesday's episode, so I'm a little bit late uploading, but I hope you like it. It just had so much potential, I couldn't resist. I thought the episode was great. Enjoy!
He was confused. He was exasperated. Most of all, he was tired of being used.
Not just by Vance, to crack encryptions, or Gibbs, to be used as an example, or Tony, to break into cars, apartments, computers. He was tired of being used by women.
First was Abby. She had used him for sex. Next came the woman whose name he would not mention, who had read his mail and stolen his credit card. Then, Amanda. Not only had she used him for information, she had tried to kill him.
And now another name to add to the list. Adrianna. She had been beautiful. More importantly, she had been smart. Funny, self-confident, goal-oriented. She had been everything he could think of. And it had been a lie.
He sighed. He didn't know that. He hadn't gotten a chance to talk to her before she left the country, and when he asked Ziva her opinion, she had had to go answer Tony's phone.
Give me a break, he thought. No girl in their right mind would like you.
He almost smiled. He had talked to Abby about it earlier, and now her words echoed through his mind.
Stop telling yourself that, Tim! It's not true and you know it!
He stood, stretching his aching body as he moved sluggishly into the kitchen. He had tried to sleep, but with his brain capacity, sleeplessness wasnt an uncommon occurence. He poured himself a glass of water, noticing with a tired curiousity that his hands were shaking.
The next thing he knew, the glass was slipping through his fingers, shattering to a million minute pieces on the floor.
What-
His unspoken question was cut off suddenly and unexpectedly as he crumpled to the floor.
A/N: So, what did you think? I'm not psychic, so you'll have to use the old fashioned way and review. I know it was really short, but it just felt right to leave it there. (Don't worry, it's not a death fic.) Review, pleaseohplease?
