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Tim had gone into labor the morning of his scheduled C-section. He had been sleeping in his chair when the first contraction hit, the book he had been reading resting on his stomach. As much as he liked technology, he loved reading a good hardback.

He grabbed his phone on the end table and called Jethro. There was no way he would be walking up the stairs right now. When he had told Jethro that he was in labor, he was told to just sit and wait. He didn't have any other plans.

Tim's guess was that Jethro was calling Tony early to babysit the kids. Tony was the one that the kids liked the most. He was sure it was because Tony makes a big deal about everything they do, he's a great godfather.

When they got to the hospital he, was taken to labor and delivery. When his doctor came and checked him out, it was decided he would have the C-section in an hour. He tried not to be nervous but was failing at it.

The baby was born at 5:31am. Gibbs thought she was beautiful. Things had been a little odd since she was born. When the nurse put the baby on Tim so he could see her he told her to take 'it'.

Ever since he had been in recovery he hadn't held her. When Gibbs tried, Tim yelled at him that he needed rest. This birth was so different from the twins. When they were born, Tim didn't want them out of his sight. This time it was like he didn't even acknowledge to having a child.

When he brought it up to the doctor he said it could be postpartum depression. He would prescribe medicine and counseling, but he would wait until Tim was discharged. He also said Tim could just be overwhelmed in the moment and be fine later.

"Hey, Tim," Jethro said.

Tim tried to block him out. He really didn't want to listen to him. Last time he was in he had the baby with him. Tim just didn't want to deal with any of it. He was on edge, and just didn't want to be bothered with anything Jethro wanted.

"Go away," he said angrily. Usually he was much better at keeping his anger under control. But right now it seemed like it was all on the surface.

"Did you want to hold Ronnie? She's in the nursery." Jethro gently sat on the edge of the bed.

Tim wanted him to just go away. "No."

"Tony is bringing the kids to see you and the baby. Do you want them to come in here and see her or the nursery?"

Tim rolled his eyes. "Anywhere but here, I need time to rest."

Jethro stood up and walked back out. Try as he might, Tim just couldn't give a damn, about anything. Nothing really felt right at the moment. His skin felt too tight and the pain in his gut didn't help.

"Does she look like me?" Anna asked as she ran up to give her father a hug.

"I believe she does, but she's still really little so now she still looks more like a red potato," Gibbs told his daughter.

Tony was holding A.J. and Gibbs was holding Petra. Gibbs had told him about Tim's emotional state. It was hard for him to understand Tim not wanting to see the baby. When Anna was born it was all he had wanted. Then when the twins were born he didn't want anyone else to take care of the babies. Now he didn't want to hold, feed, cuddle, or anything with the baby.

Anna was pushing the double stroller but neither baby wanted to sit in it. When they saw their father they both wanted him to hold them.

The babies both calmed down, so he was able to put them back in the stroller. Once Gibbs was set with the kids, Tony decided went to see how Tim was doing.

He tapped on the door waiting for an answer, none came. Pushing the door open he slipped into the quiet room. He was met by the glare of Tim. His face, a little paler than usual, and more than a hint of a pained expression.

"What's going on, kiddo?" Tony asked.

"I don't know what's wrong with me." Tim said, losing the pissed-off face.

"Why don't you want to see Ronnie?"

"Something doesn't feel right. I just don't have that attachment to her as the others. Even Anna…. I had an attachment to her. When the nurse put the baby on my chest, I didn't feel anything. I can't handle to look at her again and not feel anything or see her. I just want to be left alone."

Tony's heart broke for his friend. There wasn't a person on earth that loved his children as much a Tim. He wondered what was going on in the man's head. It could be postpartum like Gibbs said but Tony wasn't sure. He was no doctor, but he was an expert on Tim.

"Please, tell me what's going through that head of yours. I just want to help." he pleaded.

"I want to move into my house immediately. I don't think I can be around Jethro at the moment. I don't feel right, I feel mixed up and my mind foggy. I don't think I should be around the kids for a while."

Tony could hear the defeated tone in Tim's voice. He knew what he was saying wasn't easy. The man had given it thought and instead of forcing the issue, he was retreating. Tony didn't know what to do…. Really, it wasn't his choice anyway. Gibbs would have two weeks off anyway. Maybe that would be enough time with the kids.

But there was a part of Tony that was worried about Tim not bonding with Ronnie.

"What about Ronnie? Is she going to stay with you at the house?" He already knew the answer.

"I think it would be best if she stayed with Jethro." Tony knew it was right, Tim was having issues bonding already. There was no way he should be alone with Ronnie. He didn't think Tim would hurt her but he might not be as attentive as he should be with a newborn.

"Okay, I'm here if you ever need me." He left Tim alone while he went to talk to Jethro. He just hoped his friend was going to be okay.