LJ was supposed to come over and talk to Tony that afternoon. While he knew that it would likely take a long time for results to show. Jimmy sincerely hoped that Tony would be helped right away. The walls in Jack's house were much thinner than Jimmy had anticipated and he could hear Tony crying throughout the night. Eventually Gibbs had gone into Tony's room and Jimmy could hear the older man gently reassuring Tony or trying to. At the breakfast table it was blatantly obvious that nobody had gotten any sleep that night. Gibbs pounded at least seven cups of coffee, Tony was resting his head on the table, and Jimmy was struggling to keep his eyes open.

"You didn't get any sleep either, huh?" Gibbs asked.

"No but it always takes me a few nights to be able to sleep in a new house." Jimmy explained.

"Yeah same here." Gibbs lied.

"Any plans for today?" Jimmy asked.

"Just, Tony's appointment." Gibbs replied.

"You want to go down to the General Store and get some supplies?" Jimmy asked.

"That is an excellent idea." Gibbs replied.

"Is their a pharmacy in town?" Jimmy asked.

"Yeah Joe's, it's right across the street from the General Store." Gibbs replied.

"Are they good?" Jimmy asked.

"They are excellent, they saved Jack's life when they realized that he was mixing over the counter pills with a prescription and that was causing his memory issues." Gibbs explained.

"Great, because I need to change the address on my diabetes supplies." Jimmy explained.

"Yes you do. Would you like to go now?" Gibbs asked.

"No I am good for another week." Jimmy assured.

"How often do you get new supplies?" Gibbs asked.

"Monthly" Jimmy replied.

"Can't you get them delivered here?" Gibbs asked.

"Yes I actually did that for a while but then my needles got stolen from the mailbox and ever sine I have been uneasy." Jimmy explained.

"Better to be safe than sorry I suppose." Gibbs replied.

"What time does Tony have Physical Therapy?" Jimmy asked.

"Eleven" Gibbs replied.

"Oh we need to get going then." Jimmy remarked, looking at his phone.

"Shit, we do." Gibbs gasped.


It was only his second physical therapy session and Tony was beginning to wonder if his therapists were actively trying to murder him. He didn't have much of a will to live but the idea of collapsing in a puddle of his own sweat and possible sick, in a pair of smelly and worn sweats. Made him utterly nauseous He was suicidal but he did want to die with some dignity.

"Come on Tony!" Brett called. As Tony struggled to bend his knee.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Tony asked.

"This is good for you? Don't you want to be in tip top shape?" Brett asked.

"Not this much." Tony sighed.

"Come on Tony. It will get easier." Brett assured.

"No it won't! It will never get easier! Doesn't anybody understand what I have been through? Because I have been through hell!" Tony snapped.

"Tony?" Brett asked.

"Nevermind, let's just get done." Tony sighed, miserably.


LJ Moore pulled into Jack's driveway for the first time in a year and a half. The last time he was in this house, Jack was still alive. It was actually just a day or two before Jack died. Something that still stung his heart. It wasn't until the night before that he remembered that his eldest granddaughter had been in the same accident. Melisa had escaped with only a broken arm and the accident had completely slipped LJ's mind and he could understand why Joel and Melissa only brought it up the one time. His heart broke for everybody involved. He hated that his granddaughter had to endure such a tragedy, he could not imagine the guilt that Tony must be feeling and he ached for that poor baby and her family. So many lives altered and shattered. All because of a selfish drunk driver. He got out of the car and walked up the drive. He knocked once on the door and Jethro called for him to come inside. He stepped into the house and saw Jethro sitting on the couch with Tony.

"Hello Tony" LJ greeted.

"What are you doing here?" Tony asked.

"Tony!" Gibbs hissed.

"Sorry, hello LJ." Tony sighed.

"To answer your question Tony. I am here to help you." LJ explained.

"How can you help me?" Tony questioned.

"Because I have been there. How you are being treated is how I was treated after Jethro's mom died and that was the reason I did not know Joel until he was an adult." LJ explained.

"You really understand?" Tony asked.

"Yes I do" LJ replied.

"So you really know what it's like, to feel so miserable that death seems like the only relief?" Tony questioned.

"Yes son, I do." LJ replied.

"I am sick of being a monster." Tony admitted.

"I know" LJ calmly assured.


Tony was talking to LJ and Gibbs had gone off to catch up with a few old friends from his childhood. Leaving Jimmy to his own devices. He didn't want to disrupt the therapy session nor did he feel like leaving the house. So he just sat in his room and thumbed through an ancient romance novel he had found on the bedside table. He was so lost in the cheesy romance. That the sound of his phone ringing jolted him back to reality.

"Hello?"

"James Palmer?"

"This is he."

"This is Nathan Fuller from the law firm of Cassius, Heller, and Tawny."

"And?"

"Wayne Cassius is visiting family this week but am his assistant and he received a call this morning. Edward Slater has been charged with tampering with evidence."


A/N: What evidence was Ed tampering with and why? New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.