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Tony sat on the edge of his bed breathing hard in and out, trying to calm his racing heart. He looked over at the clock that said ten minutes to three and knew that he wouldn't be sleeping again for a while. His dream had seemed so real, he had touched Jethro, laid his head on his lover's shoulder. Tony had always considered Jethro his lover, they had married and had children but above all Jethro and he were lovers. There was something special about being able to call someone a lover, the word connected two people far closer than husband, or partner. It connected them emotionally and to a depth that he had a hard time even thinking about explaining.

The dream felt like an omen to Tony. It felt like Jethro was telling him something important but Tony was to wrapped up in remembering the loss he felt when he woke up that he brushed the feeling aside as unimportant at the moment. Tony felt like he was being watched and looked around his bedroom. He stood up, walked to the door and headed out to check on the boys. He stopped in Liam's room first and covered him up, wondering why his children seemed so restless in their sleep.

Tony shook his head and decided that 3 in the morning was way to early to be thinking that hard. He walked over to Gabe and Rett's room and looked in on his two youngest. He stood in the doorway just looking at those two beautiful gifts that he lost track of time. As he watched the boys sleep tears were silently making their way down his cheeks, until he reached up and wiped them away before making his way down the stairs to the kitchen and a cup of coffee. Tony turned on the coffee pot, sat down at the table and decided to work on his plans for telling the family about Abree's illness and Liam's change of heart.

He decided to invite them over for dinner that Friday and get it over with. He figured that he could grill something and have the others bring a dish. A grilling potluck would give him time to do his work and help the boys with their song. He remembered that he had promised to help them so that they would succeed with their plan. As he was finalizing those plans, the coffee pot cut off and he fixed himself a cup and went and grabbed his laptop from the desk in the office and set about finding the kids a track to their song. As he sat waiting on the computer to search, he thought back over what the boys had said that they loved about that song.

Tony had gotten home a little early from work and was standing at the stove sautéing some vegetables for dinner, while Michael Bublé crooned in the background, when Jethro walked through the front door. It had been one of those days at work where no matter what they did they couldn't catch a break. The team hadn't closed the case yet but he had told Tony that he would be home for supper and since McGee had the computers searching for information he had decided that they could start fresh in the morning. He tried to keep from disappointing Tony and the kids anymore than he had to, so making it home for dinner was something that he tried to do at least once a week. He closed the door and went upstairs to change into some clothes that he could "play" in. He walked downstairs and saw the kids playing outside and decided to take advantage of that and snuck up behind Tony and wrapped him in his arms. "Hey, what 'cha fixing?"

"I am making a chicken stir fry to tempt the boys into eating vegetables today."

Jethro laughed, "Sounds like we are going to have an interesting meal."

Jethro turned Tony in his arms and started dancing across the floor with him while Lost played. Jethro looked down at Tony and started singing,"You are not alone, I'm always there with you and we'll get lost together, till the light comes pouring through, 'cause when you feel like your done and the darkness has one, Babe your not lost, when your world's crashing down and you cannot bear the thought, I said Baby, your not lost." Tony looked up just as he heard giggling and saw Gabe and Rett standing at the screen door watching them dance.

Tony sat at the table just thinking about that memory until the sun came up and it was time to get the boys up for school. He knew that the week was going to be busy and work hectic but it was nice to be able to remember without the pain of losing Jethro overwhelming him.

A/N

The song that I used was Lost by Michael Bublé. I hope that this chapter doesn't disappoint you. Thanks for reading and reviewing, favoriting, or following. I appreciate it more than I can ever express.