Gibbs, Mcgee, and Ziva sat quietly in their chairs. They were reading over their copies of the report from the hospital. Tony already knew what it said, and was hiding out at Ducky's, after reassuring Abby for an hour.

"...there is evidence of abuse in the past, scarring is evident in the patients rectum. Tried to get the patient to talk, but he 'clammed up' as one might say..."

Gibbs briefly wondered if the doctor Tony had was Ducky's brother, but he dismissed the thought. He had already read the report several times but went through it again. Tony hadn't just been raped, it had been extremely violent. An extremely violent act from a extremely violent human being. Trace had been collected and Metro had done a good job, because they knew Tony, and they also knew Tony were on his team. Gibbs sighed and put the report in the folder, this wasn't easy, and they still had to wait on the DNA answers. Gibbs had already given his statement, but Tony was still left to give his. He knew they had to use time for this, and he knew Tony was trying to be brave, but remembering everything so soon? It had to be devastating and gibbs knew it would ruin Tony. Then again, remembering while it was still fresh was vital. information Tony had now, he might not remember later. Gibbs picked up his phone and dialled Ducky's number.

"Doctor Mallard speaking?"

"Duck, is Tony with you?" Gibbs asked, klicking the top of a pen.

"Yes he is, he's actually sitting right in front of me, would you like me to send him up?"

"I need to take his statement, Duck," Gibbs said quietly. He really didn't want to do this. He didn't want anyone to do this but he also didn't want a person Tony didn't know well enough to do it.

"Well, you might want to find a place where he feels safe, right now he's a little...disshelved," Ducky said. Gibbs could hear worry in his voice and frowned.

"He thinking about doing something stupid, Duck?" Gibbs asked, turning away from the rest of the team.

"Oh no, not at all, he would never do such a thing, it's just...brought up some rather disturbing memories I believe," Ducky said.

"He feels safe on the roof," Gibbs said.

"You'll need an extra set of hands," Ducky said. Gibbs pondered it for a moment and turned back to look at McGee.

"I have one in mind," Gibbs said. "Tell him to take the elevator up here and we'll go from there," Gibbs finished and hung up. "McGee!" Gibbs barked. McGee jumped and closed the folder in front of him. "If you're done with reading, we need to take Tony's statement. Grab your dohickeys and pad and paper, and follow me!"

"Yes Boss," McGee said and got up, gathering everything he could think of needing, before following Gibbs to the elevator. The doors opened and they looked at Tony. His tie was rumpled and loose, his shirt rumpled, his hair was sticking to all sides and he basically looked drunk, if not for the pale face and the red puffy eyes. They got on the elevator and Gibbs pressed for the roof.

"I figured it would feel safe," Gibbs explained when Tony frowned. Tony shrugged, not saying a word. They reached the roof and walked out onto it. The sun was shining and Gibbs noticed Tony was holding a styrofoam cup. Two, actually.

"Oh, uh, Ducky sends his regards. Tea for me, coffee for you," Tony said and handed him a cup. Gibbs smiled shortly and nodded, his own way of saying thanks. They sat down on the chairs, which Gibbs had brought up three months ago when he noticed Tony liked spending time up here. Three chairs, three people. The sun was shining, and Tony flipped his sunglasses on.

"I need you to start from the beginning, Tony," Gibbs said. Tony cleared his throat.

"Yeah, I know," Tony sighed. "Okay, I'm ready, let's see. I was a little sad, lonely I guess. I figured I'd go out and get drunk, and one drink turned to five. I was drunk, and I wanted to go home," Tony said.

"Where was this?" McGee asked.

"Damsel in distress, it's a bar not far from where I live with my husband," Tony said. Gibbs suddenly felt a surge of pride. Tony was keeping it proffesional, which meant there might be a chance of this not completely ruining Tony. "Good name for a bar, I think. Anyway, my husband always told me the place was full of scum, but I was lonely. And did I mention drunk? I wanted to walk home, and I start walking. I got maybe three blocks when suddenly someone grabs me. Now mind you, I was drunk and my reactions were slow, and before I could wrap my head around it the person who grabbed me had punched my lights out. But not all of them. I was dazed and confused and I couldn't do anything because I couldn't think. His hands were all over me and he...uh..." Tony stopped and swallowed, flexing his fingers.

"I'm sorry Tony, I know this is hard for you, but we need to know what he did and said, can you remember anything about the place you were attacked?" McGee said. Gibbs felt another surge of pride. McGee had caught on and knew that Tony was trying to do this routine as proffessionally as possible. Tony looked up and smiled, slightly relieved. And McGee smiled back. "Can you continue or do you need a break?"

"I can continue," Tony said and took a deep breath. "Okay, the place I was attacked, it was an ally, I think I said that already. There was this trashcan that said 404 on it and...that's about it.I could feel the guy fiddle with my pants, and he yanked the down, same with my boxers. He talked, but I couldn't hear what he said. Then suddenly there's this unbelievable pain and I could feel something tear inside me. It was really weird because I'm not used to not be able to do anything. He...bent over me and I could feel his...cock...inside me. He was raping me and...uh...he bent over, as I said, and I could smell whisky on his breath, he mumbled something and I heard his breaths, he was short of breath and I knew what was coming next. He came inside me and...he just about collapsed on top of me. He kissed my cheek and he...uhm..." Tony swaalowed and suddenly reached out for Gibbs's hand. Gibbs grabbed his hand. Gibbs had known all along that Tony wasn't telling the full story, and here it was. Tony was going to tell McGee and gibbs what the really painfull memory was. "He called me 'daddy's little Toy'." Tony said, his voice quivering. McGee was writing still, and stopped after a while. No one spoke.

"Tony, I know you don't want to talk about it, but in your medical file it says that you've been abused in the past. Can you please tell me about it?" McGee asked, "It might be relevant to the case if the man that attacked you knew something," McGee said. Tony nodded and sipped his tea, still holding Gibbs's hand.

"My mother died when I was ten, and my so called father needed a substitute. I was his...cumbucket. There's no other way to describe it. Every time he was horny, he'd rape me. Until I was sixteen and punched his lights out, running away from home. He used to call me daddy's little Toy," Tony said and sipped his tea again. Gibbs could tell clearly that Tony wasn't happy about having to talk about it, but Gibbs was happy that Tony managed to say it. And remember it.

"Are you sure the man that attacke-"

"I'm sure. It wasn't him. It can't have been anyway, he's based down in Tax evaders paradise," Tony sighed.

"Do you have any contact with your father?" McGee asked.

"No, I don't. I hate him. I'll be glad when I see his rotting corpse being lowered into the ground," Tony growled angrily.

"Okay then, that's what we need. Thank you Tony," McGee said.

"No problem McGee...hey McGee?" Tony asked. McGee looked up at him. "Thanks," Tony said.

"No problem Tony," McGee said and smiled slightly. Gibbs felt pride at both of them as McGee left.

"That wasn't as bad as I thought it would've been," Tony said.

"Yeah," Gibbs said.

"You know, i actually woke up completely while they were doing a rectal exam?" Tony asked. Gibbs frowned. "They didn't want to loose trace, Pitt was one of the doctor's on call when I was brought in," Tony sighed. "He was holding my hand. You know how I repayed him?"

"No?" Gibbs asked. he had a pretty good Idea.

"I knocked him to the floor and kicked one of his nurses in the face. I guess they thought I was unconcious, which I was for a while," Tony said with a faint smile.

"They deserved it," Gibbs said. Tony looked at him with one eyebrow raised over the sunglasses. Gibbs shrugged. "If they had waited before collecting the evidence until you were awake..." Gibbs said.

"Yeah, I know. I could've said no and you would've kicked his ass," Tony said and they both chuckled slightly. "I love you," Tony said.

"I love you too," Gibbs smiled slightly as they sat in the chairs, watching the blue sky with the bright yellow sun on it.

"Think we'll find him?" Tony asked.

"Yeah," Gibbs said.

"Are you lying to make me feel better?" Tony asked.

"No," Gibbs said.

"Good," Tony replied and relaxed into the chair.

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AN: Does Tony sound calm to you? Moahahaha. This is so awesome. Reviews are just popping up and flying to land on my head. I'm SO happy! Hey, it's another quick chapter, I might be able to do something with it in like...a year or something, so any mistakes are my own. I'm sorry for the mistakes though. So please don't flame. Oh, and the disclaimer thing? DO NOT OWN! So now you know :) I might not be able to update in a while though. Sorry. Hey! Huggles! Donttouch. Thank you so much for the reviews! It makes me so happy I jump up and down and grin all the time :D