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It was only two a.m when the crying started, and Gibbs knew that he had to get the kids to quiet down. If they were caught making noise this late, or early; they'd be punished. And punishment in this place was not taken lightly. God only knew what they'd do to these kids, it might be even worse then the original punishment. All because the people here were sadistic, and the children getting in trouble would never be good. They wouldn't be right, something in them would change. If it wasn't already.

Gibbs jumped out of his bed, moving to his roommates. Peter was holding Michael trying to shush the young child. Nothing he was doing seemed to work, and a look of fear had set in the teens eyes. He knew what would happened if he couldn't get his brother to be quiet. Sadly, he had seen what had happened to another person the other dear. It made him question even where he stepped. Gibbs wasn't sure if that was a good thing, or a bad.

"Here, give him to me." Gibbs whispered, and Peter slowly gave Michael to him. The older man brought the young boy to his bed, and laid down with him. He stopped crying, and only whimpers could be heard from him. It was something about a bigger person holding them that made them feel comforted. Even though the boys hadn't had parents in years, they still felt the need to have someone to take the place. Right now that was Gibbs.

Peter didn't bother to say a word, knowing that they needed to be quiet. Gibbs was sure that the boy would have plenty to say in the morning, but for now he was quiet. The older man could hear Peter shuffling around, probably trying to relax without his brother in bed with him. Gibbs had seen how protective the teen was of the smaller boy, and he was probably not having issues not sleeping with him tonight. He couldn't be positive that his brother was safe at all times, even though he knew that with Gibbs he would be safe. A small fear would always remain.

Eventually they all fell asleep.

Abby woke with the hands of someone on her shoulders, and realized that she was already screaming. He throat felt raw, and she tried to stop her screaming.

"Abby! Calm down." Tony said looking directly into her eyes. She reached up and laid her hands on his chest, trying to catch her breath. She rubbed her hands gently over the planes of his chest, try to smooth away her hits. She knew the bruises that she could of made. She also knew that a few would mark his skin in the morning, it had happened before; it sure was going to happen again.

"Sorry..." She whispered, her guilt obvious.

"How many times do I have to tell you to not be sorry?" He asked still hovering over her. He knew that if he moved, the conversation would be over. They still had a good few minutes left.

"A few more." Her voice was shaky, and he could tell that she still felt horrible for leaving marks on his body. Hurting him.

"Don't be sorry."

Abby closed her eyes in an attempt to avoid Tony's. She wasn't ready to not be sorry, and by looking at him she would do as he said. She felt his hands travel to her face, as he cradled it gently. Almost like she was broken, and he had to handle her carefully. She knew that not to be true though. He would never say or even look at her like she was broken, he knew better then that. She hated being weak, and he wasn't going to add onto the looks she already got around the office. Even from McGee. That had probably been the worse, and it infuriated her beyond her normal point. She could stand the looks from people she didn't know very well, but when one of her best friends looked at her like that, she felt angry at herself.

With a sigh Tony rolled himself next to her, reaching for her hands. He intertwined their fingers, squeezing gently in reassurance. Her hands were cold to the touch, which told him that her nightmare had been worse then she had let on. They had happened so many times lately, that she just breathed through them and then drifted off to sleep. Like nothing had ever happened. It was unhealthy, and Tony knew it. She'd need to confront her fears eventually, and tell him what was scaring her so bad. He knew it was no longer Fornell, so that left Gibbs. He could never be positive without her telling him. He'd just have to be patient.

"I can hear you thinking." Abby said getting up on her elbow. He looked at her, confused slightly by the comment. He'd thought like this plenty of times without a comment about it from her. "You always think really hard after I have a nightmare." It was like she'd read his mind.

"Are you ever going to tell me what there about?" Tony finally asked the question that had been on his mind for months now. It was hard to imagine that they'd been going on for that long. "You can trust me." He added on the end for her sake mostly.

"I know that." She shifted slightly, pulling her hands from his. "You'll know someday."

"Okay."

Tony could accept that for now.

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