A/N: Hey guys, I hope you enjoy this chapter, I aint too happy with it. So if you have any helpful suggestions they would be more than welcome. Also thank you to my best bud Squeaky for reading over this chapter before I posted it. Also thank you to all the amazing reviews I have recieved.

It might take me a little while longer to update the next chapter, as well things have gotten a bit bad for me. And so I won't have as much time to concentrate on the story. I'm sorry guys.

Disclaimer: still dont own it, never will. I only own my laptop and a few other things

Chapter two

Gibbs POV

Once I arrive to the little corner coffee shop my one true refugee, I still can't get over the fact that Kate is quitting. While I order my coffee and pay for it, I try to compose myself back into the normal bastard, hardass, that I usually am. While trying to get over the fact that in a few short weeks Kate is going to be gone forever, which is going to be far from easy. As I slowly made my way back to the office, I am in a complete daze and I barely notice anything. "this isn't happening, this can't be….Kate can't be leaving NCIS or the team or me" I repeat that over and over in my head.

As soon as I'm back at the office, I head straight to the mourge, I need to talk to Ducky he will know what to do. Either that or he will kick my six and tell me that there's nothing I can do or tell me what is really wrong with Kate. "Jethro, I don't have any bodies for you to talk about. So you must be here on the subject of our dear Caitlin who has handed in her noticed and who has been looking like she has been carrying around the weight of the world, right?"

"Duck, what is a matter with her? I know that she looks like she is carrying around the weight of the world. Has something happened while I was away?" asked a concerned and very worried Gibbs.

"Jethro it isn't my place to say, and I don't know what has happened to our dear Caitlin. All I know is that she's withdrawing herself from the team professional and personally. And that she has a very sharp and short temper with young Anthony and Timothy……..(sigh) Jethro what ever is a matter with Catlin that has forced her to hand in her notice, it must be pretty big and bad. If you want to know you are going to have to find out for yourself . But in saying that, I remember oh about 20 years ago.."

"DUCKY!" interrupted Gibbs, he hated his stories sometimes especially when all he wanted was some advice and to know what is wrong with one of his agents, especially when this agent is Kate.

"I'm sorry Jethro, but on this occasion I can't be any help because I don't know what is wrong with her. But if I had to take a guess I would suspect that she has depression. But remember that is only a guess"

"Thanks Duck" I yelled as I walked out the door back to the bullpen.

Depression! What the hell is something soo mickey mouse as depression doing to my favorites agents. I try not to play favorites but its really hard especially when it is Kate

But what if it isn't depression, okay I am going to drive myself completely crazy thinking of what could be wrong with Kate. And that defiantly isn't something that I need at the moment, because I will be totally less objective and I don't need that at the moment.

When I get back to my desk, I noticed that Kate still looks like she is carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. Tony is being well his usual self by playing the games on his computer. Which he thinks I think that he got rid of them, but I truly know that they are still on his computer. So just for the hell of it, I hit him on the back of the head while saying "Dinozzo get back to work before I give you a pink slip". Oh its soo much fun being mean to him, that I just can't help.

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