I know you're all probably tired of post-'Twilight' stories, but this one just poured out of me when I read the quote below.

And just so everyone knows...I own nothing concerning NCIS. Not even a hat. Doesn't that stink? (CBS you need to get on the ball with some hats and stuff. They're are a lot of eager fans out there wanting to don they're own hat or jacket.)

Anyway, enjoy this little ficlet...

"I've walked these shores before, but now five ghosts walk with me and four of them hate the other." –Yolanda Danyi Szuch

I've been down this path more time than I care to remember. The same emotionally draining one that constantly brings me back to this beach right along the water's edge. The ocean waves wipe away the footprints I leave behind.

The people that are with me follow behind, but there is no trace of them. How could there be? They're ghosts. They're here to haunt me in my darkest hours. There are five of them. One for each of the worst days of my life.

First there is my father. Not exactly the best role model in the world, but being a marine he did his duty and raised me the only way he knew how. Through strict regimen and what some call tough love. Many people say I'm like him in many ways. Sometimes I wish I wasn't. The day he died though was difficult because I didn't know how to react and my mom thought it would be a good idea to send me to a psychologist. I've never forgiven her for that.

The next person is my brother. He died before dad did. Almost no one outside my family knew I had a younger brother. He was 8 and I was 11 when the accident happened. I panicked and everything went downhill. I still feel I should have done more.

The third person is a friend I went into training with. He'd been one of the few people who actually managed to get under my skin without me knocking his block off. Our friendship was short lived when we were caught up in a bank robbery and decided to play hero after thinking our skills could provide useful. We were wrong. What we had learned was for the field not for a public place full of civilians. I remember him dying in my arms making me promise to watch after his wife and newborn daughter. She's never forgiven me and the girl still calls me Uncle Jet despite her age.

The fourth person that follows is someone who had one simple request. I was to protect him and I failed rather quickly. He's been burned permanently into my mind. He's the reason why I take the precautions I do now. Or at least tried, which brings me to the fifth ghost walking behind me.

They all hater her and hate the thoughts I have about her. They don't think I should grieve for her the way I do, but she brought me here. For years I had believed I was done with this beach and her death proved me wrong.

Special Agent Caitlin Todd's death marked the fifth worst day in my life. I knew her two years and I will cherish every moment I spent with Kate. Her will ghost will never leave me nor will any of the memories. Kate was…no, is…special and nothing can prove to me otherwise.

So I will continue to walk along this shore with the five ghosts following. Four of them hating one because I choose her above them.