**I would like to start by saying I have no intentions of Tony dying. He is, however, in extreme pain, and could. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense to me. Oh well, sorry it took so long. My laptop crashed, had to re-write.**

Kate woke up with a startled flash, gasping as if it would be her last breath. She found herself lying down on the floor, with a blanket covering her, and a fuzzy pillow beneath her head. Almost jumping up, she was met with an almost startled cry. Kate wasn't sure whether it was happy or sad.

"Jimmy! quick, she's awake!"

Okay, she was loud, Kate thought to herself.

"Ugh, where am I?" She asked out loud.
"Shhh. Come here, be careful. You don't want to sit up too fast."

The voice was calm, and gentle. Kate felt a warm embrace enveloped around her just before she went weak again. Regaining her sense of what was around her, Kate saw dark black hair in pigtails and a dog collar around the woman's neck. She clutched to who she knew had to be Abby, and hung on for dear life.

"It's okay, everything will be fine."

Abby whispered softly into Kate's ear, keeping the little girl closet to herself. Kate seemed to be slipping in and out of consciousness for a few minutes. Jimmy had come over by now with a mug of hot coco, which Kate gulped downed slowly. She found a heater by the wall and curled up against it, trying to recollect in her mind what had happened. When she gave up on that, KAte looked up at Abby.

"Where am I?"

She asked, her voice weak and shaky.

"This is the squadroom," Abby answered, "You're at Tony's desk, sweetie."
"Where's my dad?"

Kate sounded as if she didn't want to know the truth to her question, but before Abby could answer she asked again.

"Where's Katie?"

Kate looked on the verge of crying, she knew the answer to both questions. Gone. She couldn't take it anymore; Kate started to cry. Abby picked up the little girl and brought her over to Ziva's desk, and sat Kate down in the chair. Then, Abby just held Kate and let her cry.