"I'm sorry, Mr DiNozzo, your wife didn't make it. She lost too much blood when the placenta tore away from the wall of her womb and coded. There was nothing we could do."
Abby.
Dead.
NO!
This couldn't be happening. No! Without Abby I am nothing. Nothing! I may as well die now!.....
….."Mr DiNozzo, here is your daughter. What are you naming her?"
"Abigail," I hear myself whisper. The nurse nods and leaves me with my newborn daughter in my arms. What the hell am I supposed to do now?....
……..
"Tony? TONY! DINOZZO!?"
Gibbs' voice.
"Tony, you have to eat, for Abby. Look at your little girl Tony, she needs you. Abby wouldn't want you to do this, she'd want you to move on and bring up your daughter, Tony, don't do this!"……
……."I'm sorry, Mr DiNozzo, but you're not capable of looking after your daughter. I'm afraid she's going to have to be taken into care. I'm sorry"….
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Tony screamed, as he sat up violently in bed.
"Tony? Oh, baby, please, not again!" Abby cried from beside him, stroking his sopping hair off his sweat drenched fore head. She rubbed her hand in comforting circles on his back until his breathing returned to normal. She settled him on his back again and then curled up beside him, tucking his arm around her before falling asleep.
Tony didn't sleep again all night.
All he could see was his wife's lifeless body as he was given the responsibility of bringing his little girl up by himself.
God, why are you doing this to me?
The next morning, Gibbs had just got into the office when Abby came hurtling out of the elevator straight for him.
"GIBBS! It's happening again, Gibbs! I don't know what to do for him! He just wakes up screaming and it breaks my heart!"
Gibbs cradled Abby against his chest as he worried what he could do to help Tony.