Tony POV

When Gibbs said that to me Ziva looked at me with question in her eye but I knew what he meant.

~flash back~

"YOU'RE A USELESS PIECE OF SHIT!!!" My father yelled at me as I lay on the ground next to my mother's dead body blood gushing from my head.

"I know." I whispered quietly to myself "I know."

"GET UP!!" He yelled. I knew what was coming and I knew what would happen if I didn't so I got up quickly and he took off his belt and hit me with it repeatedly and every time I whimpered he hit me harder and harder.

"Say you're sorry." He told me still hitting me

"I'm sorry." I cried. "I'm so sorry."

Then all of a sudden someone from out side the house yelled "This is the police open up!" My father grabbed my arm and pulled me up the stairs into his bedroom and he got out this gun. I heard the front door being ripped from its hinges and people yelling. My father put the gun to my temple and…

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