A/N: Finals are over! sooo final chapter……Poor Layla, she's had a rough time, lately…..

Layla nodded. "You'll be with me every step of the way?" she asked.

"Of course, Laylee, but you need to do whatever the doctor says. With those self-inflicted cuts, he may want to admit you." Kate paused. "Are you prepared for that?" she asked.

Layla walked over to the table and sat in one of the chairs. "I need to do this, Kate. You're right; I can't go on like this. If I don't get help, I'll just get worse." She paused. "Don't let me fall, Kate." Her voice broke as she held back a sob.

Kate nodded and walked over to her sister. "I'll call Ducky. I'm sure he knows someone that can help. But for now, are you hungry?"

"We have any bananas?" Layla asked.

"No, we have apples." Kate replied.

Layla, quickly, nodded. "No!" she started shaking.

Kate took a hint. "It's lunchtime, I'll order chinese. You want shrimp egg foo yung?"

"Yeah, that be fine." Layla agreed. Kate smiled, nodded, and left the room. Layla rested her head on the table, a single tear escaped.

Kate went into her room after ordering Chinese. She didn't want Layla to hear what she was talking to Ducky about. "Autopsy." She heard Ducky greet.

"Hey, Ducky, it's Kate."

"Caitlin, dear, how's Layla?" he asked.

Kate sighed. "Not good."

"I'm sorry."

"I need a favor."

"Name it."

"Do you know any psychiatrists that take my insurance?" she asked, trying to keep from breaking down.

"Doctor Williams is the best I know. His number is 555-9648." He informed her.

She wrote down the number. "Thanks, Ducky."

"Do you need us to come over? You don't need to go through this alone, dear." He assured her.

Kate smiled, slightly. "As much as I'd like that, Ducky, I don't think Layla would be happy." She answered.

"Keep me posted, my dear."

"I promise." She assured him before hanging up. She immediately dialed Doctor Williams' number.

"Thank you for calling DC Psychiatry, how can I help you?" she heard a female voice greet.

"Um, yes, I need to make an appointment for my sister with Doctor Williams." Kate said.

"Is she a new patient?"

"Yes."

"Her name?"

"Layla Todd."

"Date of Birth?"

"January 5, 1990."

"Okay, We have an opening tomorrow at 3. Is that okay with you?"

Kate sighed. "It's going to have to be." She responded before hanging up. She walked back into the kitchen with Layla. Layla still had her head on the table. Kate sat in the chair by her. "Laylee?"

"Hmm?" Layla answered.

"You have an appointment for tomorrow." She informed her.

"Okay." She paused. "Kate?"

"Yeah."

Layla picked her head up. "I'm scared."

Kate gave her a reassuring smile. "I know."

Kate called into Gibbs, again. Kate was sitting in the waiting area room at the psychiatrists' office. Layla was in with Doctor Williams. Kate had gone first. She had to explain the situation. It had been a half hour since she when in. Kate was trying to read a book, but it was hard concentrate.

Layla sat on the couch in Doctor Williams' office. At first, Layla hesitated to open up. After she started to feel more comfortable, she opened up more.

"So, Layla, your sister told me that you had trouble going into the kitchen." Dr. Williams started.

Layla nodded. "Up until yesterday." She confirmed.

"Why?" he asked.

"I killed him there." She answered, not making eye contact.

"One of the men who held you hostage?" he asked.

"Yes, I called him Stooge, but now I know his name was Daniel Carter." She answered.

Dr. Williams nodded. "What happened?"

"We were in the kitchen and he came up behind me. I didn't think, I just did it." She held back the tears that threatened to fall.

"What did you do, Layla?" he coached.

She let out a single sob. "I stabbed him."

"Who did you stab?"

"Daniel Carter." She whispered.

"Who, Layla?" the doctor tried again.

"Daniel Carter, I stabbed Daniel Carter in the side of the neck. He's dead, and I killed him!" She yelled as she sobbed.

He let her cry for a few minutes. "Does it make you feel any better now that you've said it aloud?" he asked after she calmed down.

She nodded. "A little bit." She answered.

The doctor smiled. "A little is better than not at all." He assured her. "Now, do you mind letting me see you arms?" he asked.

Layla sighed and then took off her jacket. Several cuts on both her arms appeared. In his earlier days as a doctor, Doctor Williams would have flinched at the sight. Doctor Williams has been a doctor for going on fifteen year; patients cutting themselves were far too common lately. "What was on your mind when you cut yourself?"

Layla, slightly, shrugged. "I felt numb." She answered.

The doctor nodded. "Do you feel numb anymore?" he asked.

Layla nodded. "No, I just feel pain. I'm scared."

"Scared of what?" he pressed.

"I don't know." She answered.

The doctor nodded. "Okay, I'll go get your sister." He stood up and left the room.

Layla put her jacket back on and wiped the tears from her eyes. A minute later, Kate and the doctor walked in. Kate sat by Layla. Layla rested her head on Kate's shoulder. "I think treating Layla as an outpatient would be beneficial so, I'm referring her to Doctor Adams. He's a therapist that works very well with patients with PTSD." He informed them.

"Okay, and he takes our insurance?" Kate asked.

"Yes. Good Luck to both of you. I will have Doctor Adams contact you."

Kate smiled. "Thank you."

Layla returned to school the next day and Kate returned to work. As he entered the bullpen, Tony ran up to her. "Kate, never leave me alone with him again!" Tony cried as he pulled Kate into a tight hug.

Kate pushed him away as Gibbs walked up to them, giving Tony his famous whack to the back of his head. "Don't harass her, DiNozzo, she just got back." He groaned. Then he turned his attention to Kate. "How's Layla?" he asked.

Kate smiled as she put her purse and her coat on her desk. "She'll be okay." She answered.

A/N: The End! This probably was not a very good, but I had a hard time writing it. Next story will be up soon. Forgive typos for now. It's almost 3 am