The two of them got up out of bed and dressed themselves. Tony was still looking at the ring Gibbs gave him still not believing he proposed to him.

"Hey how about breakfast?" Jethro suggested.

"Yea Okay."

"I know this small diner not too far away. But I suppose we could always eat in if your not up for it."

"No that sounds fine."

The two of them headed out towards the diner. "You know when we head into work Abby will latch onto you like a leach." Jethro said.

"What will they say when they see the ring on my finger you gave me?"

"Abby, has been nagging me for ages it seems like to just pop the question. Even Ducky has been on my case about it. I needed time to think things out so I left to do so. Not long after I left I heard about the incident and came back as quick as I could."

The two of them went into the diner and sat down in one of the booths. As they looked over the menu Tony spotted someone in the booth next to them. "No way." Tony said surprised to see him here.

"Tony what's wrong?"

Tony got up from his seat and walked over to the man in the other booth. "You!" Tony said pointing to the old man.

The old man looked up at him "do I know you?"

"You're the cause of it all!"

"Tony, you're making a scene." Gibb said.

"No, he's the one that sent me on a wild goose chase about Mark and Michael."

The old man was silent for a minute. "How do you know about Michael and Mark?" He asked.

He pulled out his wallet and took out a small picture placing it on the table. Tony looked down at two people in an embrace he frowned those weren't the people. "My grandson Mikey and his lover Marcus." The man said.

"No, I mean Michael you know the opera singer."

"So, you've heard of Michael before. Strange…?"

"Why is it strange? Just who are you anyway?"

"It's strange because finding a record of Michael's music is rare. There has been a rumor that he wrote a song that wasn't opera, but it has never been found." The elderly man said smiling.

"The song he wrote when he first met Mark." Tony said.

The old man raised an eyebrow. "hmm…you look just like him."

"Who are you?" Tony asked again.

"Permit me to introduce myself I am Carlo Romano."

"No it can't be Carlo was just a boy."

"Yes, I was just a boy when I first met Michael and his lover Mark."

"Where are they?"

Carlo looked down at the table not making eye contact. "Its been seventy years…"

"What happened…?"

"Mark went off to war not fighting for his country like everyone else. He fought for Michael and only Michael. Michael entertained the soldiers. This was all during World War 2. Well, near the end of the war word got out that Michael was a homosexual. The camps they had weren't made just for the Jews. Anyway, Michael was questioned and eventually was placed in a concentration camp. Mark was busy fighting over in Japan at the time the two of them wrote letters back and forth to each other. Mark fought his way back to Europe to save Michael and get him to America once and for all. However, the ship he was on was torpedoed and it sank below the sea. Michael had lived through the war in the camps when he heard of Mark's death he was devastated. He took his own life then Lorenzo got rich from Michael's death and was living the high life after the war until he died in a house fire being burned alive. Some people thought it was him who gave the Nazi's the info that Michael was a homosexual."

Tony was silent they were dead all dead. He raced out of the diner Jethro was speechless he hadn't any idea what was going on. "Look after him, you two reminds me so much of Michael and Mark don't let him do something foolish." Carlo said.

Gibbs hurried out of the diner to find Tony.