Jimmy pulled out the chair next to his son's hospital crib. Gabe had initially been taken to the NICU. After he had been saved from Senior and Angelo but, had been moved to a regular room after only a very short time. Jimmy was glad at least he was improving. When he had been kidnapped he had two parents, a big brother and was going to be an uncle. Now it was just the two of them against the world. One of Gabe's nurses came in and sat down beside him.

"Oh Jimmy Ed told me about Breena I'm so sorry." She said.

"We lost so much." Jimmy replied.

"Well I'm here for you whenever you need me. Gabriel too." She replied.

"Thank you" Jimmy replied before bursting into tears.

"Hey come here." She replied.

"It it wa...wasn't just Br...Breenaa. We al also l...lost Tony and Ziva. Gabe's biological bro...brother and hi...his wife." Jimmy replied.

"Were they all killed by the same guy?" She asked.

"Tony was killed by the guy who killed Breena but Ziva was killed by his nephew. The man who killed Tony and Breena. Was Tony's father." Jimmy explained.

"That's horrible." She replied.

Jack opened the door to his son's home. He needed to change into his nicer clothes as well. He hadn't packed a suit. Since he hadn't exactly planned on attending a funeral. Thankfully he had a pair of nice slacks, white button down shirt, and a blazer. He heard hysterical sobs coming from the basement. He moved as quick as his legs could carry him to his son's side.

"Leroy? Leroy? Can you hear me?" Jack asked shaking his son's limp body.

"I found her Star of David and there's all this blood." Gibbs replied.

"Hey come here Leroy it will be alright." Jack replied.

"No it won't! Don't you get it?! I lost two more children and a grandchild! It will never be okay again!" Gibbs yelled.

"Leroy please try to relax." Jack replied.

"Shut up!" Gibbs yelled before racing up the stairs.

Gibbs found himself sitting on his bed in his suit. Ziva's funeral was in half an hour and he didn't think he could handle it. At least Ducky had offered to arrange the service. Even if he hadn't had to track down Senior and Angelo. He would not have been able to plan his little girls funeral. Especially now knowing that he would have to start planning Tony's funeral tomorrow. He hated to do that and would give anything to get out of it but he was the only one who knew what Tony wanted. Ziva did but she was gone and Jimmy might but that poor kid already had to plan his wife's funeral and attend to his sick child. He couldn't deal with this too. So all the responsibility came down to him. Finally he slid off the bed and walked down the stairs. He found his dad sitting on the couch waiting for him.

"Are you ready Leroy?" Jack asked.

"I'm sorry dad. I just lost it for a second." Gibbs replied.

"Believe me son I understand. You have been through a horrible few days." Jack replied.

"I just can't take anymore loss dad." Gibbs replied.

"Oh Leroy I wish I could help you." Jack replied.

"Well you can't nobody can help me." Gibbs replied.

Ziva's funeral was horrible. It was fairly small. Mainly her co-workers but there were also a few of her close outside friends. The service was also fairly short. Gibbs stood up to give the eulogy. He felt his knees go weak as he stood at the podium and prayed he could get through this without breaking down again.

"Ziva David first came to my team eight years ago. When we first met I never thought that she would become like a daughter to me. I sure never thought that she would be carrying the child of my Senior Field Agent and surrogate son Tony DiNozzo. Sadly we lost Tony as well but at least he is with his wife and child again. Anyway everything changed with Ziver and I when she helped me regain my memory. After an explosion seven years ago. Since then I have been there for her through all the laughter and tears in the remaining years of her life. I will miss you Ziver David." Gibbs said.

He looked around the room there was not a dry eye anywhere. He saw that Vance had left the room. Gibbs knew that this was all too much for the man to handle. He was grateful that he made it back to his seat before he completely lost control of his emotions.

After Ziva's burial there was a small ceremony back at NCIS for just her closest friends. Gibbs walked over to where Abby and McGee were sitting the Goth's make-up was staining her face as the tears poured down her cheeks.

"This has to be the worst Christmas! In the history of ever!" Abby cried.

"I know Abbs." Gibbs replied.

"I can't believe we lost three people in one day. Poor Jimmy couldn't even come today." McGee replied.

"I don't blame the poor kid." Gibbs replied.

"Oh Gibbs please say Breena wasn't pregnant too?!" Abby begged.

"I wish I could say she wasn't but tragically she was. She was carrying triplets too I'm afraid." Ducky replied entering the room.

"Shit poor Jimmy." Gibbs replied.

"At least he still has Gabe." Was all McGee could say.

"What? That's so awful!" Abby cried.

"That it is Abigail and you are right there Timothy." Ducky replied.

"Well I need to get home. My foot is starting to hurt." McGee replied.

"Alright I don't think I can stay here another minute." Abby replied.

Director Vance walked into his office. He just had to grab his work phone and then he could head home to his children. He felt terrible leaving them with neighbors all day on the first Christmas without there mother. Yet another reason he hated Senior and hoped that he would be locked up or dead very soon. He looked around and saw a large box sitting on his desk. He walked over and looked at the tag. "To Daddy. Love Jared and Kayla" Vance smiled. He wondered how his kids managed to get this to HQ without him noticing. Joyfully he tore through the childish Newspaper Comic wrapping paper. Behind the paper was a styrofoam cooler. Curiously he lifted the lid.

"Terribly sorry I didn't offer my condolences for Anthony sooner Jethro. I have been very busy preforming autopsies and caring for Jimmy." Ducky replied.

"It's alright Duck. This has been a rough day for all of us." Gibbs replied.

The two men's conversation was cutoff by a blood curdling scream coming from the directors office. Both men raced up the stairs two at a time. Gibbs flung the door open and found Leon sitting on the floor. Tightly gripping a note a styrofoam cooler sat beside him. Gibbs and Ducky leaned over and peaked in the cooler. It contained to heads. Jared and Kayla Vance.

A/N: I know this story keeps getting darker and darker. New chapter Friday if anyone is even still reading. Please review (don't flame to hard) and thanks for reading.