Disclaimer: See chapter one...
Author's Note: Thank you all for the wonderful reviews! This chapter is a little short, but it's needed...
"Alison, you're being released today." her father said early one morning five days later. He couldn't make eye contact with his daughter, he hadn't told her yet that instead of coming to the home she had known for the past seven months, she would be going somewhere new. He hadn't wanted to deal with the rather stormy reprocussions that were sure to follow.
"How's Kate?" Alison asked, as she did every time her father came to visit.
"The same." he replied. He cast a glance in his daughter's direction and she immediatly recognized that glance.
"What? What's wrong?" she asked, panic etching her pretty face. "There's something you're not telling me. I can feel it."
"Kate wants you to go stay by Tony's for a while." Jethro managed to say.
"Why?" Alison asked, tears were welling up in her blue-eyes. When her father didn't say anything, she nodded and let out a breath of frustration, "She blames me doesn't she? She thinks that the accident was my fault."
"Alison..."
"No. Dad, it's okay. The accident, it was my fault." Alison lowed her gaze, "Danny would still be alive if I hadn't taken that route. If I would have paused at a stop sign a second longer, or if I would have taken an extra few minutes and just triple checked the straps on his car seat. If I would have waited in that really long line at the store instead of chucking the item I was going to buy on the shelf and leaving, my brother would still be alive!" Alison was shouting now, angry tears sliding down her pale cheeks.
"If that punk that hit you wasn't going fifty miles an hour in a thirty zone that accident wouldn't have happened." her father countered.
"If I didn't show up at your door last Christmas your son would still be alive and I wouldn't be in a wheelchair. It's my fault he died! Mine, and no one else's!" Alison screamed at her father.
"Allie." he tried to say, but she cut him off.
"Leave me alone!" she yelled. Her cutting tone made her father step back a bit.
"Alison that's enough!" he yelled back at her.
"I told you leave me alone! Go back to your wife and forget I even exisisted!" her father was about to say something else, but once again Alison cut him off. "Go!" she shouted. He shook his head sadly and left, not really wanting to argue with her any longer. He leaned against the wall in the hallway, his stoic demeanor was beginning to crack. He had a choice to make here, he was either going to stay with his daughter and let Kate come around on her own, or he was going to go back to his devestated wife and turn a blind eye to his equally as shattered daughter. Either way, he knew he'd have to hurt someone in the process, and that was something the mighty Jethro Gibbs wasn't willing to do.