Gibbs brought the Admiral into interrogation One. He then took his seat. "Have a seat, Admiral."

John glared at Gibbs as he took his seat. "You bring me to an interrogation room? Do you have any idea who I am?"

"Oh, yeah, I think I have a pretty good idea," Gibbs said as the terms 'bastard' and 'egotistical jackass' entered his mind.

"I am a United Stated Navy Admiral! I will not be treated like a common criminal!" John barked.

Gibbs' face remained impassive. "In this room, the only thing you are is someone who's circumventing my case. You can be the President elsewhere for all I care. In here, you're just someone who will tell me what I want to know, one way or the other."

"You think you can intimidate me? No one intimidates me," John said with authority.

"Admiral, I'm not one of your sailors and I'm not one of your kids…"

"Back up right there, Gibbs. I had one child, and a pathetic one at that. Those little bitches were not mine," John said.

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Meanwhile, in the observation room, Tim and Kate had been watching the whole thing. Tim went to leave and confront his father on his last comment, but Kate held him back.

"Don't! Don't give him the satisfaction," Kate told her brother. She'd had to hold back too when John had called Tim pathetic. It took everything she had, but she knew she'd be playing into his hand.

Tim sighed and turned back to the interrogation. Gibbs looked pissed and was ready to pounce on the Admiral, but he was able to contain himself.

"They were your responsibility," Gibbs was saying.

"Hey, I did my job. I provided them with food and shelter and I kept them safe. That was all that was expected of me," John said.

Kate felt her hands shake with anger as memories of how the Admiral kept her 'safe' flooded her mind. She could practically feel his hands all over her like they were that night.

Tim, sensing his sister's distress, put his arm around. "It's okay. It's okay."

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"And how'd you keep your men safe?" Gibbs asked, bringing the discussion back to the case. If he continued talking to the Admiral about his family right now, he'd kill the man before he even learned what he needed about the case.

"Excuse me?" John asked with a glare.

"Two men from your ship are dead and another is missing," Gibbs said.

"I can't help you there," John said.

"Yeah, you can and you will. You know why they're dead. You may even know who killed them. You're gonna tell me now," Gibbs said in a threatening tone.

"No, I'm not. That information is need to know. If you know what's good for you, you'll let the Navy handle our own business and go back to pushing paperwork," John said.

Gibbs looked pissed at first, but a smirk slowly made its way to his face. "Is that really how you wanna play it, Admiral?"

John laughed. "Is that supposed to be your idea of a threat, Agent Gibbs? Because I gotta tell you, it's weak. Not that I would expect anything less from the man that employs my worthless son and the kid I was forced to take in after my wife died."

"I don't make threats, Admiral. I thought you would've realized that by now. McGee, Todd, Get in here!" Gibbs ordered. He knew very well that they were watching. They wouldn't have been able to help themselves.

The door opened a minute later and Tim and Kate stepped through.

"Arrest him," Gibbs ordered.

John's face lost any trace of humor or mocking. "Is this some sort of joke?"

"Oh, please don't let it be a joke," Kate whispered. This was like a dream come true for her. To actually be able to place handcuffs on the Admiral? To take away his power like he took away hers. She would enjoy this.

"Do it," Gibbs said again.

Kate couldn't help the smirk from reaching her face as she turned to the Admiral. "Get up."

John stared at his stepdaughter with absolute hatred before standing up from his seat. "Enjoy it while it lasts, Katie. I promise you'll regret it."

Kate momentarily shuddered at the nickname. It was what he'd called her that night. She couldn't stand to be called that since. What made it worse was that it was what her father called her when he was alive. The Admiral had completely ruined a name that had once meant so much to her.

Kate shook those thoughts away. It was time to take her power back, not dwell on when it was taken from her. This was the moment to relish in. This was the moment she would think about when she thought about the Admiral. She would think of the day she took his power away.

Kate forced John's hands behind his back and placed a pair of handcuffs around his wrist. "I regret a lot of things, John. This will never be one of them," she said before quickly reading him his rights.

Tim, meanwhile, was standing by the door with a smirk. He was not at all sorry this was happening. This man might be his father, but he'd hurt the one person in the world he loved the most. He would never forgive him for that.

John glared at his son. "Enjoying this, are you, Boy?"

Tim grinned even wider without shame. "Yeah. It should've happened a long time ago. I guess it's a case of better late than never. It won't be as long as should be though."

"How dare you speak to me with such disrespect?! I'm your father!" John yelled.

"Not anymore. You disowned me, remember? Told me that if I didn't join the Navy, I wasn't your son anymore. And what'd you say when I called you a couple of years ago? Oh, yes, I remember. You said it was a mistake to call you. You said I wasn't worthy of your time. It upset me back then, as it did when you disowned me. But now? Now I realize that you're not worth my time," Tim said with a rare coldness in his voice

"How dare you…?"

"How dare you?! How dare you do what you did and go about life like it didn't happen?! How dare you think that I can ever look at you with respect again or that you even deserve it?! You're nothing to me now! All you are is the bastard I'm forced to say I share blood with," Tim said.

"Those are some big words, son. You think you're this big man now because you're this hotshot federal agent. What a joke? All you are is a pencil pusher. I'm sure you'll mess that up too though. Then what will you have? Who will you go crying to then? It better not be me," John said coldly.

Kate grabbed him roughly by the arm and started leading him out the door. "He doesn't need you! He's never needed you. Now, let's go!"

John started to fight Kate just as they made out of the room and turned back to his son. "Oh, Timothy. You might want to remember something. I'm not the only one with secrets that could come out."

Kate pulled on her stepfather's arms more forcefully this time and led him away.