Okay so small apology to make bout not being on here a while, personal life with my dearest college took its toll for a little while, chrimbo show also went down a treat and cannot believe it the term went so fast! But anyways I'm back! :D Okay so I think this chapter is one of my longest ones so far and I didn't really know whether to stop it halfway or not so I just carried on with it until I got to a natural stopping point which hopefully worked! Cannot wait for my Doctor Who to come back on either! If only they did a crossover with Glee...how cool would that actually be though?! Just one more week til Chrimbo guys..one more week. So after that long and kind of weird/awkward short Authors Note, let us continue on our epic journey of Trauma and remember reviews are love! Xx

Disclaimer - I sadly do not own Glee or NCIS..if I did, you can bet your lives there'd be tons of crossovers...

The MRTC had been beyond shock when the man had walked in through the doors speaking hesitantly to see Blaine saying he was his father and not dead. Tim had remained close to Blaine on one side knowing Tony would not have handled the situation like he would. He knew Tony was extremely fond of the kid and vice versa but this was a risk he couldn't have taken because he knew, he just knew Tony would explode demanding him why he wasn't there for his son, why wasn't he dead when it was apparent he was and what did he expect from any of them? No, Tony needed to back away from that bit which he had. Abby had stood between Ducky and Gibbs as they gave him the stares but showing they approved of him and what he had been doing to get to his son. Ziva had tried to intimidate him by sharpening her knife while keeping ahold of her fun close by giving hints with her eyes and body language. Yet there was something you had to like about him, maybe the fact he was so honest with himself, with others or maybe it was just the fact he hadn't judged Blaine and Kurt.

'Boss, if you don't mind me saying we still have the case to think about and who'd want to kill Carole, Paul and Laurissa' McGee tried to sound restrained as he said it but it came out with hesitance instead. Gibbs however saw it as a good thing that at least someone with so little family (his parents had decided to turn away from him recently saying he shouldn't see Sarah anymore and was a bad influence for her with his "games" at which point he had broken down a little needing Gibbs to help him back up) could still focus on the tasks in hand whilst staying happy for other people's families. Giving a nod towards McGee and DiNozzo to check up on Burt's family over in Lima, he decided to pay another visit to the glee club along with Ducky. Abby would be fine keeping up with evidence sent to her, Palmer would also be fine with the body having learnt much from his mentor already.
'I can't believe we're back here, they've already been visited by us once, why twice?' McGee looked at Tony with angst and sadness on his face, it was like how he'd been with Blaine, least Blaine's guy has someone he can come talk to if he couldn't to anyone else, Tim clearly cares for him, I might as well cut Probie some slack. 'Hey McGee, I feel exactly the same when I'm with Blaine, like you're concerned and all you need to do is talk to them and they'll just let loose' His partner nodded quickly in response. 'But McGee? You dare put this into your book and I will hunt it down and burn it' to Tim's shocked horror. Walking out of the car up onto the driveway scared Tim to no end, he was not prepared for this. He remembered when he was first told by his parents about not being there for him anymore;

'I don't care Tim! You cannot keep on doing this!' His father boomed circling Tim along with his mother. Sarah without them realising it came up behind them listening in, she loved her big brother, he had been there for her so much especially when it had come to the murder that she thought she'd done, she thanked her lucky stars she had been drugged and it wasn't actually her with of course NCIS helping.'Dad, I have to work on this case, its important to me. To the team, we all understand what these kids went through and I really love them both' He said in a calm fashioned measure but it didn't help when the mother leered over him laughing. 'Love? Its overrated with those teenagers because that's all they are, teenagers. And this Anderson kid sounds like a ponce' which cut Tim deeply inside as Blaine had never done anything wrong, it was just the world was against him, he didn't deserve it at all. 'Don't call him that mum, Blaine never did wrong' to more laughter and then spinning round to his dad. 'That's what you think, the kid has problems. Big ones. And I'll say the same for the Hummel kid, all he's looking for is pity and to give people grief'

Now this scarred Tim as he stepped back almost bumping into Sarah but thankfully she had moved quickly. She also noticed the seething tone in her brother's voice with guilt crashing over her. From what she had heard they were two of the sweetest boys her brother had ever met and hoped to meet them some day. 'Don't talk about Kurt like that, he's more of a person than you two will ever be, they've been through more than us. A hell of a lot more' They seemed to consider this fact before speaking. Sarah held her breath. 'You're right but we don't care for yours or their pity party. You don't go near Sarah anymore either not while you're friends with those sick children' As they gave him his goodbyes he stated clearly what he wanted. 'They're not sick children. Just because they know who they are and what they want in life and have had some rough childhoods doesn't mean you can judge them because you don't like the sound of them, it doesn't mean you know them' They had thrown him out instantly of their house and shutting the door on him muttering about how he was diseased. What they hadn't expected was Sarah to be standing there sobbing. Both went to comfort her but were battered away. It had been two weeks now and she still sobbed wanting her big brother back and for her parents to get with the programme and accept. She knew what she had to do.

Two long weeks of being cut off from his family, he found out that though they were gone, he still had his NCIS team with him. 'Probie, knock already, We're standing here like idiots' One, two, three knocks and the door opened. Burt looked disheveled and irate, another body stood in the corner clearly not wanting to be seen or heard but too late now. 'Hi again Burt, you remember me and my silly goof of a partner?' Tony started but was cut off. 'Tony, first of all I am not a 'goof' and secondly that's really not how you're meant to greet people who are going through some rough times' Burt in a state of amusement between them both let them in. 'Finn, we got some people that wanna talk to us, come over here kid' Finn traipsed his way over sitting down with a sad frown on his face. 'We're really sorry to disturb you once more but we need to ask some more questions' Tony defined as he and his partner sat down onto the chairs provided. 'What kind of questions, Kurt didn't do anything, did he?' Finn blurted without thinking. Both agents smiled as they saw how he cared for his step-brother. 'No, Kurt nor Blaine have done anything wrong Finn but we've had to as you know reopen Blaine's case and well..Blaine's dad Andrew is alive and well looking out for Blaine. He won't give us any of us not even his son or his boyfriend any info on why he left so suddenly but needed him to keep safe, do you know anything about this?' The senior field agent burst out loud only to be met with scathing eyes and two shakes of the head.
'I'm sorry we couldn't help but you give Andrew two fingers up from me. That's all he deserves after leaving Blaine like that for so long. Just keep an eye on my boys, I'm glad they came clean to you saying they were going out, goodness knows why they didn't before' Burt shook their hands wishing them a safe journey back home going inside as Finn madly dashed out.'Hey, wait! Wait up! You two. Guys! Timothy!, Anthony!' They both turned to see Finn standing in front of them out of breath. 'Its just Tony, Finn. Also you can call Probie here a variety of different names. McGeek, McFlower Power and-' He was stopped abruptly by Finn's not amused face. 'You know you shouldn't make up that sorta stuff for people, it can hurt. Like a lot. More than you know. I used to do the same actually, I was even slightly homophobic in a way but glee and Mr Schue really helped me, San, Puck, Kurt and Quinn with that. Man, we're graduating this year. It feels kinda odd to say actually' Finn had gone off on a tangent without noticing.

'Hey kid? You ran up to us for a reason not to chit chat plus McGeek's used to nicknames by now' Finn clocked back in blushing at the fact they thought the information he had was useful. 'Yeah, actually. We all saw Andrew Anderson at glee like two days ago, he seemed really eager to get to Blaine. He seemed like a cool dude. Plus he sorta helped me out with some steps I kept getting wrong, he's totally like Blaine, cool y'know?. He also asked if anyone else had come looking for him, I said no but there was a figure in the corner of my eye. I was afraid to get in trouble with Burt if I said it' Both agents thanked him and told they'd be put under extra protection once more before finally getting back into the car ringing Gibbs on the way.

'Five, six, seven, eight! And a one, two, three jump and bend! That's great guys, someone ring Kurt and Blaine to inform them of the songs and steps we're doing for Regionals. Hopefully they'll be back in time. Ah Gibbs, great to see you again, looks like we're making regular visits now, hey? Who's the person next to you?' Gibbs gave him one of his famous smirks where upon Ducky went to shake his hand politely speaking in a way Gibbs found amusing. 'Mr William Schuester, I presume. Donald Mallard, ME of NCIS's MRTC unit' To which he confused him then had to clarify much to his friend's hilarity. 'My dear boy, the term ME means Medical Examiner and as I'm sure you'd have known by now with recent trips from most of us that MRTC means Major Crime Response Team or Unit' Now they had drawn in all the glee club kids and Mr Schuester trying to still look as if he knew it already without the explanation Both were about to respond with questions when a cheerleader crept up with another holding her hand. 'Mr Schue, are my dolphins okay? San, are they, we haven't heard from them for a while' Ducky bemused broke the silence 'Who are you two young ladies?' San as she had been called shot him a dark look but then seeing his concerned eyes darted it back in responding. 'This is Brittany and I'm Santana, we're both on the Cheerios and obviously glee club, don't tell anyone but its the best part of my day okay? And I really miss my two favorite gay guys, they had my back and still do so we're cool if you're looking out for them too. Come meet the rest of the New Directions'

'Hey Sam, what's going on?' Finn entered being wary of his surroundings ever since he spoke with those two agents saying what he had seen, he had felt lighter somehow. 'Not much bro but er..Gibbs and someone called Donald Mallard whose a Medical Examiner are here, Brit and Santana are over there talking to them' Finn nodded carefully. 'Hey Finn, you were gone ages, I got worried you'd been taken by the spacemen or something but Gibbs got a call and said you were with some more of those nice agents giving them helpful information, we're getting them to come over here and talk normally with us so they don't treat us like suspects' After talking both Gibbs and Ducky walked over still a little dazed from Brittany's odd way of speaking. 'Guys, this is Gibbs as you know by now and Donald Mallard' Ducky however raised his hand to stop him. 'Please all call me Ducky, that's what everyone else does, makes it much easier and less cold sounding' Each warmed to him instantly. 'As for me, call me Jethro or Gibbs, I don't do nicknames like Duck here but I found it helps if you tell someone your name to get to know them better. How bout you kids?, I already know Brittany and Santana' nodding to both. 'And of course Finn' who flashed him a smile. 'Ok then. I'm Sam, this is Mike and his girlfriend Tina - both gave a wave - this is Sugar and Artie - Artie gave out a 'yo!' and Sugar a sweet hello - And finally Mercedes, Quinn and Rachel' Sam's breath gave out here with clapping given out to him as he blushed. 'We're just getting ready for Regionals, want to help rehearse?'

'I don't think it could have been any or all of them Duck, they're too sweet for their own goods and whatever Schuester's doing, he's doing it good. No wonder those boys get on like fire when they have him on hand' Gibbs said in the truck as his friend stared driving onto the road ahead. He thought exactly the same but didn't voice it as he had gotten that close to Jethro that they could read each other's minds sometimes. This was one of those moments. 'I just can't believe we're going back home with no evidence or..anything' Ducky started to nod in agreement but stopped as he remembered DiNozzo's phone call earlier. 'Jethro, DiNizzo's call earlier, he clearly said Finn had explained that he was being followed and kept seeing body figures in his eye line We got him extra protection for him and Burt. That's our evidence plus if Finn's taken, we can always locate him by the GPS chip McGee brought and put on for him and one step closer to the killer' Gibbs smiled properly at this one motioning for Ducky to keep on driving to the airport. Suddenly he was thrown into a flashback he'd had with his Junior field agent not three days ago;

McGee sat there at his desk not caring or making comments about DiNozzo's scrunched up paper flying his way, no, he was too focused in on the picture he held. A picture of him and Sarah at her Eighteenth birthday, she had only wanted one friend and Tim round there. The girl she had become friends with after the murder, the cheerleader, as far as he knew they were still friends, close ones at that. Ziva had flown in at that point remarking to Tony she had been here since 5 this morning and he was possibly the laziest person alive. Tony had responded with a sarky comment which Tim hadn't catched. Before he knew it, he started to feel tears pricking his eyes not even knowing that they had all stopped what they were doing along with Gibbs to stare. 'McGee, elevator Now' He gladly obliged tearing himself away from the happy picture. Soon as they were in, he pressed the emergency stop button. 'What is wrong with you today?' All McGee could do was shrug not wanting to let words get the better of him. 'Tim, what's going on? There's clearly something, its not Kurt and Blaine is it?' Tim shook his head finally responding to Gibbs questioning eyes. 'No boss, you know I care for them just as much as we all do. Its just. My parents asked me about the case we're doing and when they found out it involved two boys, they clammed up. They weren't happy that neither were as smart as some of us on our team either. I may have told them I did care and I wanted to look after them saying it didn't matter about anything so long as they were safe, that they'd had an appalling life and were still fighting for it all. They didn't seem to want to know and chucked me out of their lives telling me to not contact Sarah til I sorted myself out. I'm not doing it. Getting them into my life to chuck the kids out. No way Gibbs. No way' Gibbs paused studying his facial features. 'Sometimes rules are made to be broken McGee. Ignore your parents but clearly Sarah was the one who meant something of importance to you. Try and get to her first'

Back in DC, Abby worked furiously alongside Palmer as they tried to work without their friends or as they now said family. They both knew they were going to be gone for a couple of days but both kept getting distracted by only having each other and not anyone else to talk too. Abby missed Gibbs giving her compliments and Caf Pows! and of course her normal hugging states everyone gave her, she missed Tony's fleeting comments about movies, TV shows and his banter with Ziva. She missed Ziva as she was the only female companion and missed her moves she showed her. She missed Ducky's stories. But most of all she missed Tim. She missed not having someone to talk about computers with or hugging him or even flirting with him making him either roll his eyes or blush profusely. She was just glad Palmer was there otherwise she would have gone even crazier than she had been already without someone there to calm her down.

Palmer worked harder than before taking his mind off what his teacher and friend would say about the body he had in front of him. He had learnt a lot already from him learning the obvious and the oblivious wounds and attacks from what you could get from the body. No such luck had come to him yet. He decided to lean away from the body he inspected so closely letting his mind wonder for a bit. 'Maybe I should just imagine Doctor Mallard is actually here, that might help' He muttered to himself hearing his voice echo across the morgue. 5 minutes later something grabbed his attention. He reached over for the magnifying glass ready to observe. He then let out a small gasp as he discovered what it was. He ran out to get Abby to agree with him or not which she readily did high fiving each other then relishing in the fact they had found it out not the rest like usual. 'Abby, don't you think we should tell the others now?' Giving her a look to which she put her hands in her lab coat pockets. 'Yeah I guess you're right, would be silly not too especially as it might be important, do you think we should tell Kurt, Blaine and Blaine's dad?' Palmer studied this fact twice over in his head. 'No, not now, maybe after we tell the others' Abby did a jump. 'Just what I was thinking' Both smiled at each other knowingly before peering back down at the body.