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They were half way there when, Gibbs finally got a phone call back from McGee. He listened to what McGee had to say about her and a couple of minutes later he hung up with a sigh.

''What did he say?'' Tony asked Gibbs. He couldn't hear what McGee said and the functional-mute that Gibbs had used wasn't much saying either.

''Olivia, has been on and off on the radar for the past 18 years. She used Aliases that switched four times. They changed after every time she was brought into the hospital, which she signed herself out from every time too. She is on the job on and off too, but McGee couldn't find any records of a current job for the last three years. Also no apartments for the last 2,5 years whatsoever under hers or another name with her description, until she popped up seven months ago in Germantown''

''The hospital visits? Do you know what for reasons there were that she had to go there?'' Tony asked worried.

''Mostly dehydration and nutritional deficiency, one alcohol poisoning'' Gibbs sighed. ''For the rest apart from a charge for stealing food and drinking underage, her record is clean''

''She's not a criminal, Gibbs'' Tony automatically defending her.

''I know'' Gibbs assured him and nodded. ''But maybe she is not the same person she was either''

''That person died along with the contact with her parents'' Tony said coldly.

''There are no records of that she had any kind of contact with anyone of her family''

''I know. Her parents were like mine. I think it had to do with the neighborhood... I don't know. Nick was my best friend, but he rather believed that I knocked up his little sister, than to try and get her to talk about what really happened'' Tony shrugged.

''Both of her parents were like yours or just your father?'' Gibbs asked.

''Mostly my father. Her parents were just as strict, trying to keep the family image like they wanted, a perfect little family. But when nobody watched... they were just as my father. Trying to do as if Nick and Liv didn't existed. It was when my father shipped me of to military school and I came back to visit when I was 16 or so, that I understood that the way that we were treaded, was not how a parent should treat a child and I wish I had seen it sooner''

Gibbs studied Tony for a moment from the corner of his eyes. Deciding of he should ask. after a couple of minutes he gave him.''What about your mom? Was she at all like your father?''

Tony was surprised, Gibbs never asked personal questions. But after how Gibbs had opened up to him, it wouldn't be fair to close down now. He took a deep breath. ''No... she was like the opposite. She still had the wrong role in the family. Instead of being able to a mom all the time she was more the referee between my father and I'' Gibbs nodded, but kept silent. ''She used to write a lot... That's both a great memory and my worst'' Tony looked out of the window. ''She would write little stories she would tell me before i got in bed or the other way around, that was fun. but...'' Tony took a deep breath.

''I also found notes when I was just able to read. I didn't understand what it said at first, and I knew that where she put it, she was never going to look for them again, so I took them and put them in a box. Once I got older I read them again and that's when I understood that my mom wanted to walk ou on my father. She just didn't have strength to do so. Afraid he would follow her and stuff...''

''what happened to her?'' Gibbs asked.

''She took the easy way out and hung herself after she tucked me in. She was a great mom and that's why I hate her so much for leaving me instead of taking me with her''

Gibbs looked at him surprised. Tony was implying what he thought he was, was he? ''Tony?''

Tony realized how that sounded and his eyes went big. ''Shit Gibbs...'' He stammered. ''I didn't mean it the way— I mean at first when I was young I did thought that, but... but not anymore... I would never do that to anyone'' He trailed off at the pained face Gibbs tried to hide. ''Can't we just leave it at that?''

''I shouldn't have pushed'' Gibbs said.

''It's okay, after these weeks I think I owe you some of my background now that I know yours a little'' Tony smiled sadly.

''I don't have the best relationship with my father either, Tony'' Gibbs said after a couple of minutes.

''I wasn't even aware you had a father'' Tony smirked. Then his eyes went wide. ''Wait.. there's another Gibbs on this planet?'' He asked shocked and the head-slap he got was not unexpected.

''Was it anything like the relationship with my father, would he say those things to you that my father did to me just half an hour ago over the phone?''

''No... we just pissed each other off. We have very different opinions on everything. But I lost it at the funeral'' Gibbs told him, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter.

''What happened?'' Tony couldn't stop himself.

''He showed up with a girlfriend, on my girls funeral!'' Gibbs grunted through his teeth.

''Ouch..'' Tony thought. It surprised him that his father didn't show up with a girlfriend on his mothers funeral.

''Your parents divorced?'' Tony asked before realized it. He didn't know where that kind of courage came from. Maybe it was because he was nervous about Olivia or he actually curious. ''Oh sorry Gibbs it's none of my business''

''It's fine, but no they aren't divorced'' Gibbs shook his head. ''She got sick when I was twelve and a year later she past away. Leukemia'' Tony's face turned sad. ''Yeah, was pretty painful, as well for her as for me''

''Is it weird that I find like we have something in common? I mean it's not exactly the same, but we both lost someone we needed at young age''

''We both missed something we didn't totally got it from our fathers, too. The only difference is that my father was a pain in the ass being a father. Yours... is just an asshole''

''Have you spoken to your father lately?''

''No haven't seen or spoken to him since the girls funeral'' Gibbs answered.

''That's a long time''

Gibbs sighed. ''Yeah it is''

They were silent for a couple of more minutes before Gibbs spoke up again. ''What was she like?''

''Who?'' Tony turned to face him again.

''Olivia''

''Oh... uh'' Tony blinked in surprised by the sudden subject change. ''She was fun and lively like I said. Whenever you saw her a smile appeared on your face... Or just mine... I really don't know about the rest'' Tony trailed off. ''Anyways, she loved cats, one anyway.. She found a stray one day.. she would put it in the barn and bring it water and food everyday. They never found out that she used to hide her slice of thirty dollar salmon and bring it to that animal'' He chuckled and a smile appeared on Tony's face. ''Oh, and she always wore bright colors. Her favorite was a black tank top with a long sleeved sweater over it, it was kinds pink or orange.. she would wear a skirt the same color''

''You remember her favorite outfit?'' Gibbs asked raising his eyebrows. Things about Tony's reaction started to make sense now. But he still wasn't sure. He had to see what Tony would do if they faced each other.

Tony frowned. ''That's kind of weird huh?'' He asked.

''It's just something you remember her by. It was part of who she was'' Gibbs shrugged. Then he hesitantly added, ''I got that too with Shannon'' He observerd Tony reaction from the corner of his eyes.

Tony frowned in thought at that, but stayed silent. Gibbs was comparing Olivia with Shannon? How could he do that? He didn't even know Life.

''When she lived with me she was becoming more herself again, still not that sparkle in her eyes though and the dark and sloppy clothes remained. No we didn't have much money and I tried to hide most of the unpaid bills so I wouldn't stress her. But we did well. I guess it just wasn't meant to be to end well''

''You were a good friend to her'' Gibbs assured him.

''I was her only friend. Trust me, not many people want to be friends with a fifteen year old pregnant girl. I think that's sad really. If they just gave her the chance to let you know her, they wouldn't want to let go of her friendship. She lived for her friends. But then she became depressed and it was like all that had disappeared''

Gibbs could hear the defense and passion Tony with about her. And Tony was mad. Mad at the people who were hard on her and them, mad that he couldn't help her and mad at her for thinking she wasn't good enough to be his friend.

''How do you know how bad the shelter is?'' Tony asked suddenly.

''What?'' Gibbs asked confused.

''When we left the house, you said it was a bad and not normal shelter. How do you know?''

''I lived in D.C. For 30 years now. I know my way in and around it. I've been to places for work and for friends'' Gibbs explained. ''Had to go there for work. Witness''

''Huh? Was this before I joined?'' Tony asked, he couldn't remember.

''No I went there with Kate. You were still at home, sick because of the plaque'' Gibbs explained.

''Oh right''

The last 5 minutes they were silent as Gibbs drove into the neighborhood of the shelter.

…

''What did I tell you about that kid of yours?'' A man said. His words were slightly slurred and the smell of alcohol was definitely around him. Olivia backed up into the corner of her bed against the wall. Her kid was crying again, but she didn't have any food left in her for it.

''Leave us alone'' Olivia said quietly.

''You get that kid to shut the hell up or I will'' The man said.

''Come on leave her alone, she's in the same shit as all of us!'' A female voice came through.

''That thing is driving me insane!'' the man yelled, making the baby cry harder.

''That thing is a baby. He does nothing wrong. He is hungry'' Olivia told him.

''We are all hungry, you don't see me crying'' The man said.

''Are you that dumb or is it the alcohol that is working on that miserable brain of yours?'' Olivia spat angrily.

''Federal Agents!'' Olivia suddenly heard. ''oh great the cops...'' She thought and rolled her eyes. ''What the hell is going on here?''

She still didn't see the man who was growling, but his voice was full of irritation, serious and gruff.

''Who the hell called the cops?'' Another yelled frustrated.

''Let us through'' This time it was a familiar voice, but it sounded commanding.

''Dude, put that away'' again another man said.

''Not until you let us all through. We are here for only two people'' The voice came closer and closer. Her heart sped up, as a path formed through the crowd and two people came walking towards her. Automatically she tried to back up further, but she was already against the wall.

She held the crying baby against her chest slightly rocking and burried her face into the crook of the little neck, rocking back and forth.

''Can I borrow your gun?'' the drunk guy asked.

''I don't think that's safe. You might accidentally hit the baby'' The familiar voice said.

''That's the whole point. I want that thing to shut—'' He couldn't finish his sentence as he was slammed against the floor before he saw movement.

''If I hear one more word out of your Goddamn drunken mouth, about her or the child, I will rip your head off'' The gruff voice was even lower now and she was intimidated by it. ''Now get out of the way, before I shoot you in the ass''

He swung the guy up his feet and pushed him away. The drunk guy crashed into a container and he again fell with a groan.

Olivia noticed that someone placed two hands on her bed, two on each side of her legs, but her sight was fuzzy and spinning a little. She was just as exhausted as the kid, but now the baby didn't seem to stop crying.

''Life?'' Olivia's eyes shut half way up at the nickname. She hadn't heard that name in a... lifetime, she wasn't Life anymore.

''I'm not Life...'' Olivia told her person. She kept rocking back and forth.

''Olivia Ann Surray then'' The person said over the noise of the baby.

Her eyes came up the other persons head and the color green came into view. She knew those eyes. She would recognize those eyes everywhere. ''Tony?'' She asked quietly in disbelieve.

''Yeah it's me'' Tony said.

Olivia could make out the sad smile on the person in front of her. ''I can't believe it...'' She said quietly.

Gibbs knew that it wasn't the place, but he rolled his eyes at the same sentence as Tony said earlier. He watched from a distance. They didn't know how she would react.

''It's really you?'' She still couldn't believe it. If she could she would reach out. This had to be a ghost... a hallucination. She was going insane right?

''I have never lied to you, Liv'' Tony assured.

Olivia wanted to hug him, but she couldn't let go of the baby and she was just to exhausted.

''I'm going to take you with us'' Tony told her.

''What? No! You can't do that... you can't you have no money'' She panicked. ''Please don't. I don't want to hurt you again... I.. I'll stay here''

Tony looked over her. She was a mess. She was so underweight, her cheekbones were slightly visible, her arms were way to skinny. Her hair was a mess nor was it washed in a looong time. And basically she stank, but that didn't matter. Her skin was dry and her clothes ripped.

Suddenly the cries stopped and Tony's eyes landed on the little human in her arms. The baby had the slightest of tan under the pale face and even though he could see that the baby wasn't older then a week, it had light blond hairs on his little head. Tony didn't want to think about the father of the child. He watched the baby breath even in and out fascinated. ''You're a mom'' He said quietly.

''The worst mom'' Olivia mumbled.

''No! Not the worst'' Tony tried.

''Yes I am... I can't even give him food. He's been crying for the whole day now'' the tears streamed down her face.

''A him, huh?'' Tony said softly. He knew that a serious stern tone wouldn't help matters.

''A Boy Tony... just like you said it would be'' Olivia said with a small smile that didn't reach her tired eyes.

That made Tony gut twist. He was thought that the other baby would be a boy. They never found out. Olivia didn't want to know after it had past away and he respected that.

''What's his name?'' Tony asked and gestured with a hand behind his back for Gibbs to come closer.

Gibbs who had been standing a little distant, had seen the flesh of confusion in Olivia's eyes and Tony body tense when she said it was a boy.

''Mason... Mason Joel Surray'' Olivia asnwered.

''Okay. Liv, Mason has to have food, otherwise he's going to be very sick'' Tony explained to her. ''Let us help you''

''Us?'' Olivia asked.

''Us'' Tony pointed at the man now beside him. ''That's Leroy Jethro Gibbs''

''Can I trust him?'' Olivia asked, not looking away from Tony.

''Yes. He's my boss and he saved my ass more times than I can count on both hands. He's an agent, Olivia and he 's very good with kids as well. I trust him with my life''

''I don't want to be a burden'' Olivia said quietly.

''You won't be'' Tony assured her.

''Where are we going?'' Olivia asked.

''I don't—'' Tony started, but he was cut off.

''You're staying with me'' Gibbs said seriously, but soft. Tony looked away from Olivia and stared at Gibbs stunned. He didn't want to ask for that. He wanted help yes, cause he really didn't know anything about babies. But letting her stay there?

That made Olivia look up to him, eyes wide. ''You don't even know me''

''I trust Tony and he asked me to help, so I help'' Gibbs told her. He lowered himself. ''How long has it been since you had something to drink or eat?'' He asked her.

''Me? I last ate three days ago, my water was gone last night'' Olivia told him, glancing at Tony again, then back to Gibbs.

''We have to call Ducky'' Gibbs told Tony.

''Duck-y?'' Olivia frowned.

''He's a doctor'' Tony told her.

Olivia's eyes went wide. ''Tony, no! No more doctors. Please don't make me go to the hospital again. Please Tony, no!'' She pleaded.

''Sshh it's fine. No hospital yet. Ducky is my personal doctor and a good friend. It's going to be fine'' Tony assured her. Laying a hand on her cheek. ''Are you able to stand up and walk?'' He asked.

''I don't know, not without laying down Mason'' She said.

''Give him to Jethro'' Tony said. Gibbs raised his eyebrows at the first name, but he knew that Tony did that for a reason. Olivia didn't move as Gibbs reached out. ''Come on, Liv. He's in good hands. He's the best father I know''

She looked at Tony surprised. Tony wouldn't say that, would he? A good father in Tony's eyes? But she trusted Tony. She slowly handed the baby to Gibbs, trying not to wake him and succeeded.

She watched as Gibbs laid the baby without any difficulty against his chest and shoulder and made a whisper as Mason stirred a little. She thought he was waking up, but then he settle back into Gibbs chest.

''See?'' Tony asked. He held out his hand. ''Come on. Let's get you out of here''

As she tried to stand up, she wobbled and her legs gave in. Tony could catch her just in time and wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her standing. ''Are you good?''

''No...'' she said with her eyes closed. ''I'm dizzy and I feel like throwing up''

''I'll carry you'' Tony said and picked her up with one swift moment. He hated feeling how light she was. ''I have bottle's of water in the car and a few muesli bars''

His eyes met Gibbs' as Gibbs looked at him, he noticed the agent observe eyes, but ignored them as he wanted to know if this was really good with him. ''Are you sure?'' He mouthed. Gibbs rubbed Mason's back and nodded. ''Thank you''

Tony changed Olivia's position slightly and began to walk. Gibbs followed after him, trying to figure out just how much Tony was a friend to her and how much he was more so long ago. He watched Olivia's face. Her eyes were closed, but she was so skinny and her expression was troubled and hurt. He held the baby a little tighter to himself, feeling the overwhelming familiar feeling to protect him.

As Tony looked around him, he saw that every single person in the cold hall? Room? He didn't even know what to call this, looking at them. They looked at him in pain and sadness. Everyone in this room had their own story. Maybe for some of them it was their own fault they were here, but others.. he couldn't even imagine what their story was, as he saw in their eyes that they wanted just as much help as Olivia had, but maybe they had no one. He looked behind him for a moment to see the drunk guy trying to sit up, grabbing his head in pain, that was the one person he didn't feel sorry for at the moment.

One bed got most of his attention. A man, his age somewhere between his and Gibbs' was sitting a bed in the corner. The man was watching at Gibbs. He had a smile on his face as he followed Gibbs movements with Mason. Gibbs looked in the same direction and nodded. The man nodded back and wrapped an arm around a girl that couldn't be older then 12. She smiled the same smile and waved.

''Hurts, doesn't it?'' Gibbs asked quietly looking at Tony's back, but he knew they had the same feeling right now.

''Yeah it does'' Tony agreed. He looked down at Olivia as they stepped out of the building. ''I got you, Life. I'm gonna help you, just like last time'' He whispered. And he hoped that he would do better this time.

But right now, Olivia and 'Mason', which name he really liked, weren't the only ones on his mind. He couldn't get the expressions on the other people faces out of his mind and he had the sudden urge to turn and hug that girl that had one of the most beautiful smiles on her face that he had ever seen.

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-X- Leonie