A/N: Hello to all readers, please read this first! This piece of work is very different from my other stories. This story deals with a person getting younger, even though I will make this person younger I will try to keep them in cannon. It is merely fantasy and would never happen in real life, however I will try to keep things as realistic as possible. If this is not the type of story you want to read then please do not read more.

Other than that if you are still interested please read and review. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS or any of the characters.

McGee let out an exasperated grunt. It was too early in the morning for Tony to start, and he hadn't even had coffee yet. While not as well-known as Gibbs need for the addicting drink, McGee's need for Coffee was also known. Without Coffee in the morning he would not be himself. He needed that delicious drink to help him handle whatever life threw at him. Unfortunately fate decided to not be kind that morning.

Ring…Ring…Ring

Who could that be? Picking up the phone he answered. "Special Agent Timothy McGee"

"Timothy?" Mrs. Richardson? Why was she calling?

"I'm sorry Tim I thought you had been informed but when you didn't come I knew you hadn't been informed it was just so unlike you." She rambled on in a very hurried voice.

"Mrs. Richardson what's wrong?" He had liked her; she lived right next door to his parents and had been their neighbor for as long as he could remember.

"Oh God, you really don't know" She sounded distraught and Tim wondered what could have happened for her to become like that.

"What don't I know?" He spoke to her in what he hoped was a soothing tone of voice.

"I'm so sorry Tim but your parents are dead."

Tim felt all the air leave him. Surely he had heard her wrong.

"I'm so sorry; I really thought that you had been informed. It was a car crash and well they didn't make it." She went on.

"When did this happen?" he was desperate to know when. His life was going to get thrown off balance what with funeral arrangements and wills and…

"Last week."

"What!" That was definitely not what he had been expecting.

"Your Aunt Jackie decided to take over all the funeral arrangements and burial process; I really thought that she had told you." She sounded like she was about to cry. Tim being the gentle spirited person that he was could not stand to hear her cry or blame herself.

"It's ok; I believe you and thank you for telling me." He was sincerely grateful that she had told him. It was better than calling his parents and then being told months later that they had died.

Hanging up Tim somberly walked back to his desk. Quietly he went back to work, forgetting about his absent cup of coffee.

He worked quietly in peaceful silence until Tony came back from MTAC.

"Hey McGoogle Boss wants you to look up the petty officer's finances"

Tim nodded. He was too numb to do anything else.

"Are you Okay McGee?" Ziva had noticed that something was wrong with McGee. Ever since that phone call he had received he had come back all gloomy and depressed.

"I'm fine Ziva" His flat tone of voice however indicated otherwise, but she decided to leave it alone.

At lunch time McGee grabbed his jacket and bag and nearly ran out the door. Meanwhile Ziva looked on with concern.

"I believe something is wrong with McGee Tony." Ziva called out as soon as McGee had left.

Tony had also been watching Probie and had also known something was up as soon as he had come back from MTAC.

"I know, what happened while I was gone?" it was reasonable to conclude that something had happened while he was gone. Before Tim had been annoyed but now he was devastated.

Ziva told him about the phone call Tim had received and how whoever had called had left upsetting news. The ringing of a phone broke them from their thoughts. Looking over they noticed that it was McGee's phone that was ringing.

"Hello" Tony answered.

"Tony what are you doing?" Ziva hissed, angry that he had answered McGee's phone.

"What if it's something important" he told her and turned his attention back to Tim's phone. Curiosity won over and Ziva walked over to Tony and listened to the person on the phone.

"Tim?" A female voice asked. Tony's first thought had been that Probie had a girlfriend.

"I'm calling to let you know that if you want to contact Jackie about the burial she changed her number. I think Sarah has it. Again I'm sorry about her not telling you." She talked nonstop not letting Tony or Ziva get a word in.

"Okay well you must be in shock, bye Tim." And with that she hung up. A funeral? Ziva and Tony both wondered who could have died and why Tim hadn't been informed. Worried both decided to keep an eye on him when he came back.

Meanwhile Tim was at his sister's dorm trying to break the news. He had just told and waited for the storm. Sure enough it came and he was left having to comfort his sister. Before he left though, he got more news.

"Tim?" Sarah's voice sounded timid and unsure. This caught his attention; Sarah was always spunky and full of life. Of course with what had just happened he expected her to beat least a bit shaken.

"I-I'm leaving" Her big brother would not like that.

That was totally unexpected. "Huh?"

"I said I'm leaving Tim." Her voice quivered as she said it.

"I heard you; I just don't get what you mean."

"I mean I'm going to go to Wales." Okay, what was with everyone randomly springing up major news at him?

"When?" He hoped she had given him time in advance to know.

Her voice went down so much that she was almost whispering. "In two days."

As he came back from his lunch break Tony and Ziva followed McGee's actions with their gaze. Gibbs noticed this and wondered what was going on. Figuring that if it was something important they would have told him he shrugged it off. If it was still an issue tomorrow, he would talk to them. Meanwhile he would let them work it out.

"Tim what's wrong?" Abby asked McGee as she saw him blankly stare into space.

"Noth…"

"Don't you dare say nothing mister, there is something bothering you and I want to know what." She was not going to accept McGee's lame excuse that everything was fine.

McGee sighed. He could be here all night and it wouldn't make a difference at the end he would end up confessing to Abby. Turning around to face her he bluntly started out.

"My parents are dead." Whatever Abby had been thinking, this was not it. No wonder McGee was so sad and well looking blank.

"Oh Timmy," having said that she rushed up to go hug her Tim. She couldn't believe that he was valiantly sitting there while this was happening. He told her everything, from how he had missed both the funeral and burial, to how his sister was leaving in two days. Wondering what sweet natured McGee could have done to anger the Karma Gods Abby listened to his day.

As soon as he was done he made Abby promise that she wouldn't tell anyone.

"Why not Tim?" she was confused as to why he didn't want the others to know.

"Because Abby, then they will treat me like I'm made of glass and I just want things to be normal. Plus I can't even go visit their grave because I don't even know which cemetery they're buried in." Conceding with his wishes Abby promised that she wouldn't tell the others. They both were unaware that Tony had been listening to their conversation from outside the lab.

After getting back to his desk Tony sat in shock. McGee's parents were the ones who had died? No wonder the poor kid looked sad.

Ziva watched with concern as Tony came back from the lab and quietly sat down at his desk. Silently she got up and went to stand at his desk. "Tony what is wrong?"

"I went to the lab and heard McGee and Abby talking." Tony paused and looked up at her." McGee's parents are the ones who died."

Ziva nodded her head as she processed the information. She knew that family was really important to McGee and now they were gone. "What about Sarah?" She had taken a liking to the young girl even if at the time she was being investigated for murder.

"She's alive, I heard her name mentioned but I didn't heard what they said." Tony answered Ziva's question. Like her, he knew that family was important to McGee and if McGee lost his parents and Sarah he would be a wreck.

When McGee came back to the Bullpen both Tony and Ziva kept an eye on him. Both wondering when the funeral had taken place and why Tim hadn't said anything.

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