" Yeah, yeah, go now!" I said before heading to the stairs. While up on the first floor I looked around. I had missed this house. It was months ago me and Tony stayed here for some weeks on vacation. I missed my bother, really much, sure, we talked and text-ed every day, but that's not the same thing. It really isn't. Going in my room I looked in the dresser to see the cloths still fit. I got my suitcases out and started packing. Then I walked to Tony's room what kind of cloths I had. I got surprised, I had a lot of cloths, witch I still like, and amazing, and 'borrowed' some t-shirts that I liked. He wouldn't miss them. Whit my things packed I took the suitcase and went down to McGee. He still was in the office whit a big smile on his face.

" According to that smile of yours, you gotta have good news," I said from where I was leaning on the door frame watching him. His head shoot up and his smile fade away.

" Urh...I...well I was just happy about that all the basic was here, make things easier and that it was correct. Ehm...If you don't mind...how do you know all this stuff? How to get this kind of information?" McGee asked. I had to laugh.

" McGee, I'm not Gibbs, or Tony, I can take that, so don't hesitate to ask okay? I spend a couple months with Gibbs, I came to NCIS with him every day. You learn things McGee, even when you don't know you do. I didn't know I learned a shit before second or third grade, when they asked something, don't know what, but I knew it, and still does couple of months had save my ass every time I get stuck in the shit. "

Just when McGee was about to reply they heard Gibbs shout outside.

" Better get going until he gets real pissed" I smiled at McGee. " Go ahead, I be right out, just have to pack the Mac." McGee nodded and walked out,, but just a few seconds later his head was visible outside the door.

" Want me to take your suitcase?" he asked polite.

" No need to, but thanks anyway," I smiled sweetly at him before letting my attention wandering back to the Mac. Finally, ten minutes later I was done and packed it before taking it in my left hand, and the suitcase om the right I walked out. After looking the door behind me I looked at the to pair cars, wondering witch one I would ride with.

Gibbs made that decision for me. He walked towards me and took my suitcase and led me to his car. It was only he and me in his car. The rest were in Tonys car.

" Ehm...a reason why I'm riding with you and not my brother?" I asked slowly.

" Because I wanted to talk to you, privately." Gibbs said.

" Uhuh" I said and looked outside the window. I knew what was coming.

" What does he knows?"

" What you told dad all this years ago. I haven't change the story" I replied.

" Why not? By the way you to act, your close"

" We are, but...I don't want anyone to know it, less than all Tony. He's the one who always been there, always fixes things without a world. I...no, he don't know a shit about that. And he won't either Gibbs. One world from you about that, and I'll hunt you down and kill you with no mercy."

" We both know that you never every could kill someone, not even a bird. Or ant, or worm or..." Gibbs teased.

" Point taken!" I couldn't resist the urge to laugh. Three hours and a lunch later me and Gibbs reached the Navy Yard. By that time, I already had one text message from Tony, wondering where we were. Slowly we walked in to the bullpen and flashbacks came back to me. I remembered the first time I was here. More than eleven years ago. Slowly I walked to the big glass wall, I had to see if the view was still as great and beautiful as I remembered it to be.

" Alright, let's take you to Ducky Miles" Tony said as he stood up and took my hand in his and dragged me to the elevator. Geez, couldn't he chill a bit? I just had Gibbs on me, and now Tony to? Geez, do they know what a break was? My guess to that one was no. They didn't.

" Geez, let me rest a bit huh? A few more minutes won't kill me!" I said angrily and sat down on Gibbs desk.

" How do you know?" Tony asked.

" Easy, because I don't feel any pain. And the bullet helps me from bleeding out so no one will die or something." I sighed and looked at my phone. 10 missed texts. I started reading them and text back when suddenly it rang. On the display it stood Sarah.

" Shoot" I said as I did sometimes when I didn't wanna talk.

" Oh I will! Where the hell are you? We've got our essay in five minutes! And all or teachers are going nuts about you not being in school! Your always in school, your never sick, never! So where the hell are you? Sam, my best friend yelled. I was a hundred procent sure that all of them heard her.

" Man! Sorry Sam! I totally forgot about that stupid essay! Sorry! I'll have to call the school and take some leave. Saying that I'm sick or something. God, I totally forgot! Shit!" I said

" Someone have to do that, students are not allowed to call in, a parent or someone else has to. Where are you anyway?" Sam had calmed down a bit. That's good.

" Washington DC" I said.

" With your brother? Sure I get it, you haven't seen him in a while, but skip school just to see a idiot?" Again she was yelling.

" You just don't like him cause his a man, but his cool, and if your ever meeting him, you'll see for yourself! I sighed. Again I could feel my body in tense. That was never good.

" Still, skipping school for that?"

" I don't do shit like skipping school, and you know that, something important, and urgent just came up" I explained.

" Like what?"

" Like my almost boyfriend is dead and that someone tried to kill me maybe? Is that an excuse or do I have to tell that I got shot to? I need your advise there" I said sarcastic. Sam got all quiet. Almost two minutes went by before she start screaming again.

" What a hell? Shot? Why didn't you tell me? Or text me? Or e-mailed me? Anything! Have you had it removed and checked out?" She asked, or more yelling.

" Yes, and I'm good to go, just a scratch, nothing big, you know me, and how lucky I am" I said in my usually happy tone. With my life, it wasn't hard to pretend being something you weren't. I saw Tony's way to look at me and I just shrugged. I talked to her some more minutes before we hanged up.

" Ehm...were can I set up my computer?" I asked. Tony pointed behind a screen. I nodded and set everything up before making my way down to autopsy. Tony didn't have to tell me, he just had to look at me and I was gone. Slowly I made my way´in to the cold room and looked around. No one. Or, well no one human. Judging about the size it had to be Whill. I looked around one more time. Still no one. With my eyes at the body, I slowly walked there and uncovered its face. God damn he was so beautiful. His usually tanned skin was pale. Really pale. God damn it! I couldn't believe he was dead. He...he...he was Whill, everyone loved him. He was the kind of guy everyone respected, liked and loved. Man, what was about to tell his family? Hey guys, sorry to tell you but Whill's dead. Sorry, see ya? Or what? I knew that I had made it my business to tell, but I didn't want it to come from someone they didn't knew. Well of course, they knew Tony, but who didn't? Still. I just had to make up my mind about how I should do it.

A lot have asked about more 'Big bro' Tony. And I'm gonna give you that in later chapters.

Any ideas, are welcome:)

Hope u like it so far.