Tony stood alone by the barred window in the art room. It was supposed to bring out the creative sides of the patients and hopefully calm their spirits enough to stop them biting ears off and throwing chairs at people's heads. One wall held a built in bookshelf with hundreds of titles from Moby Dick to Harry Potter while the other wall held shelves of musical instruments and painting materials. Tony hugged his arms closer to his body and shivered. The size of the room meant it was always cold. He heard the main door crash open and knew it could only be one person. He slowly turned around and leant against the window.

"If I wasn't crazy when I came in here, this place certainly makes you question that," he spoke. Gibbs closed the door and walked towards Tony. He ignored the sombre tone in Tony's voice.

"What have you found out?" As if a switch was flicked in Tony's mind he stood up straight and looked at Gibbs.

"Kevin definitely knew Lucy West, he's got drawings of her in his journal."

"Are you sure it's her?" Gibbs asked.

Tony gave Gibbs a looked saying give me a little credit."He calls them all Lucy."

"Okay, so how did they meet?"

"I think she was in here."

Gibbs frowned. "In Reedville? We checked the records four years ago, Tony, no Lucy West was ever admitted."

"No Lucy West was, but what if she admitted herself under a different name?"

"Why would she do that?"

"Her father is a Navy Captain, Gibbs, she didn't want to disgrace the family name or her father by admitting she had a problem."

"That's a pretty big assumption, DiNozzo."

"Well, get Ziva and McGee over here to go through the patient files; I can't do all the work myself." Gibbs cuffed the back of Tony's head. "What was that for?"

"For not telling me how you came to be sporting a black eye."

Tony touched the bruise tentatively. He had forgotten about his eye. "Kevin got a little angry at me, it was no bid deal."

Gibbs narrowed his eyes. "Nothing seems to be a big deal around here."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Being tied down to a bed and drugged up isn't my idea of fun at any age, but it's not going to impede the assignment. They untie you, send you back to your room, it's no big deal," Gibbs quoted from the previous day.

"Jeez, what are you, a human Dictaphone?"

"It just stuck in my mind, DiNozzo, because the way you said it sounded like it wasn't your first time strapped to a bed like that," Gibbs answered intuitively.

"Well I must admit, a few of the girls I've been with have liked the kinkier side, you know handcuffs, silk ties-"

Gibbs hit him again. "Be serious, DiNozzo, have you or have you not been restrained and sedated before?" Gibbs shouted.

"Yes! Ok?" Tony turned away from Gibbs.

Gibbs voice softened. "When?"

"It doesn't matter," Tony mumbled.

"It matters to me."

Tony turned towards Gibbs but kept his eyes on the floor. He'd never spoken about it before and didn't think he could stand to see the look in Gibbs' eyes as he told him. "When I was ten."

"What happened?" Gibbs waited for Tony to speak, watching as the younger man rubbed at his wrists unconsciously, as if trying to free himself from invisible restraints.

"My father thought I was wrong in the head, so he sent me to one of these places for evaluation. First night in, and I had a panic attack; trapped in with a load of psychos away from your parents would do that to any ten year old. Anyway, they thought I was going to hurt myself so they tied me down and sedated me."

"Tony-" Gibbs was quickly interrupted.

"I got released immediately after seeing the shrink." Tony looked up at Gibbs "Turns out I had a lousy father who didn't realise I was just a ten year old boy playing games with his imaginary friend."

"You should have told me."

"Why?"

"I wouldn't have agreed to send you here, if I had known."

"Which is why I didn't tell you. McGee's still too green for this kind of undercover work Kevin would recognise you in a second and this is an all male ward."

"that doesn't change the fact that you purposely hid this from me "

"I have to get back to Kevin; I think I might go for a more straight forward approach this time, I mean what harm could he do? Elbow me in the eye again?" Tony tried to lighten the subject.

"DiNozzo."

"I don't let my past interfere with my job, Boss; I thought you knew me well enough to know that."

"I do."

"Then let me do my job," Tony pleaded. They couldn't exactly stop the investigation halfway and it would look too suspicious to introduce a different patient to befriend Kevin.

"Ok." Tony visibly sighed. Gibbs pulled something from his jacket pocket and handed it to Tony.

"What's this?" Tony took the object off Gibbs and studied it.

"Lucy West's diary. It was in with all the evidence from the case four years ago. I thought you could use it."

"To do what?"

Gibbs rolled his eyes "You'll think of something, DiNozzo."