A Friend
I shot him.
We were handcuffed together.
We bonded in a strange sort of way.
We had become friends.
At least I thought so.
Turns out Tony Curtis had other plans.
He was gonna kill me from the beginning.
I'm such a sucker.
He'd look at me and I would think, "This poor kid needs my help"
I had no idea it was him and not Lane behind this whole thing.
Gosh, I'm a sucker.
Gibbs tried lightening the mood.
Kate threatened to shoot me after the dog remark.
I welcomed it.
Unfortunately she didn't.
I deserve the worst.
I shot him.
Abby hugged me.
McGee, well, McGee just sort of looked at me.
He was such a dork.
Those geeky glasses, not being able to ride the motorcycle.
I thought he needed my help.
He needed no one.
Except to kill.
He tried to kill me.
Tried.
Meaning didn't succeed.
Because I shot him.
I shot a friend.
I thought me was low.
No, that's me.
I shot a man I bonded with.
I shot a man I trusted and I thought he had trusted me.
Doesn't matter.
I shot him.
The End.
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