Yes, Yes. I know I haven't updated in ages but I have my reasons such as coursework needing to be done, Revision for an exam which is in less than three weeks. It's not a big chapter update but I felt it was needed for those who are wanting it. I don't know when the next update is but please sit tight.

-MissMushyy :))


The ride downtown was quiet; the two officers spoke nothing as they kept their gaze strictly on the road ahead of them. Tony said nothing to ease the eerie silence that fell upon the three men; he just kept his gaze fixed solely onto the floor. When they got to the precinct downtown Mark went off ahead to inform the officer on duty and Sam helped Tony out of the car and through the booking process then escorted him to an empty cell at the end of the corridor away from the ones that was filled. The Psych team had talked to him just after the booking process but before the walk to the cell. It was a quick meet with them because Tony only spoke to them when asked a direct question and then the answers were usually one worded.

"I'll have Gibbs come to you when he's here." Sam said softly as he closed the cell door behind Tony and walked away.

Tony looked cautiously around the cell. It was like the one he was in when he was framed for murder, maybe a little more on the homey side. The dull grey cinder blocks had been painted in a cream colour and there was better lighting in this one.

He walked over to the empty space of wall and slowly slid down it. Placing both hands In front of his face he allowed tears to flow freely down that soon turned into a river of tears. He didn't quite know who or what he was specifically crying about, was it the fact that he had just killed Charley? Or the fact that he got so mad he did it? Or maybe it was the fact that when he spoke to Gibbs, the older man didn't accuse him, he didn't shout at him. He didn't know at all.

When the tears refused to fall anymore he moved his hands away from his face to wipe the tear tracks away and saw Gibbs casually leaning up against the bars of the cell. Arms casually threaded through in between three of the bars, coffee held in right hand. His face conveyed nothing, like a mask, undetectable to see what was lying underneath.

"Boss…" Tony whispered.

"Yeah. That's me DiNozzo. What happened?" Gibbs replied in the same soothing tone he normally reserved for kids that got caught up in a gruesome case.

Tony took a few deep breathes before answering. "Charley called me, said she wanted to see me about the wedding..." A few tears slipped down his face as he remembered the day's events in multicolour vision and proceeded to tell Gibbs.

Tony knocked once loudly on the front door and walked in as he usually did since a year and a half ago when he and Charley decided to take their relationship to the next level.

"Hey huns, you wanted to talk to me?" He shouted as he searched the house and found Charley in the Kitchen preparing some vegetables for dinner.

"Yeah, I did. Sit at the island and I'll be right with you." She replied softly before placing the chopped vegetables to boil in a pan of water. She sat down in a seat opposite Tony and sighed heavily. "We need to call the wedding off."

"What? Why?" Tony asked stunned. "It's tomorrow Char. Some of my family has come from Italy; I can't turn around and tell them they've wasted their time and money to come here!"

"I'm seeing someone else." Charley answered straight forwardly.

Tony sat there perfectly still for a good ten minutes or so, shocked at the news. "What?" He growled towards her. "Who is he? How long have you been seeing him?" He asked keeping the same tone. Questions started to form in his head. Too many questions that needed to be answered.

"I've been seeing someone since a month after we got together." She explained slightly. "I don't love you Tony. I love him." She added on bluntly and looked down at the counter in between the two.

At that last statement Tony just saw complete red. "So what was it? Go out with the cute federal agent cheat on him and show how much of a dumbass he is?! I spent my inheritance I received off my mother to pay for this wedding! I wanted it to be perfect for you!" He shot up out of the chair and paced to the kitchen counter. He stared at the knife block intently. "Now a day before the wedding you're telling me that I just blew my money for a slut who played me? I love you so much that I wanted to pay for your parents to come!"

"I never played you. I loved you Tony." She sighed softly. "I just can't deal with you being in the line of fire every day, it scares me. Then I met Garry in the local coffee shop one day and well... We hit off."

"You...you decided to cheat on your fiancé because he's a federal agent?" Tony asked baffled.

"Yes." Quickly came the short answer.

Tony looked over his shoulder and then looked back at the block of knifes. He picked one out and lunged at Charley without thinking.

"Tony" The voice seemed faint almost non-existent to Tony as he struggled to break free from the haunting thoughts.

"The next thing I remember is standing over her...The knife in my hand, covered in blood..." Tony replied softly and looked over to Gibbs, who had not changed his stance.

"I'll get Allison Hart to represent you, DiNozzo. She's the best chance of getting you out of here." Gibbs said determinedly.

"I loved her Boss." Tony averted his gaze to the floor. "I loved her more than anything else, even Wendy. Heck I even said I would find a safer job so she didn't have to worry about me getting hurt."

"I promise you DiNozzo, You'll never see the inside of a prison." Gibbs ground out but still saw the look of lost and hopelessness written all over the younger man's face.

"I don't know about that Boss. It's a pretty open and shut case..." Tony replied sceptically.

Gibbs sighed dramatically, "Stop thinking like that DiNozzo, if you do it's going to get you nowhere fast."

"Why?" Tony retorted. "Tell me one reason why I shouldn't Gibbs. Everything's done now so why should I stop thinking like I am?"

"You know what DiNozzo, maybe I shouldn't help you. Maybe I should just let your ass rot in jail like every other killer should." Gibbs replied heatedly before stalking out of the precinct.

N*C*I*S

Half an hour later saw Gibbs walking out of the main elevator at NCIS Headquarters and towards his desk, the coffee cup in his hand left unnoticed to go cold.

As soon as he sat down he felt two pair of eyes descend on him but only one decided to speak up.

"Boss, I've tried calling DiNozzo on his cell and landline there's no answer from either one." McGee spoke up, slightly hesitant from the tension that lingered in the air.

"Leave it McGee; you won't get an answer anytime soon." Gibbs replied coldly.

"Now wait a second, surely we should look for Tony if he is missing." Kate voiced.

"We're not looking for DiNozzo because I know exactly where he is." Gibbs replied through his clenched jaw.

"Then where is he Gibbs, 'cos he certainly isn't where he is supposed to be." Kate retorted back.

"If want to see him so desperately Agent Todd, he's in custody at Metro PD cooling his heels."

"What? Why?" The two younger agents replied simultaneously.

"Call Ducky, tell him to meet us in Abby's lab and I'll tell everyone." Gibbs ordered.

After a short terse phone conversation the three were using the back elevator to descend to the lab.

Together they entered lab to find that Ducky and Palmer were already there and the normally deafening music was playing minutely in the background.

"Gibbs!" Abby shouted in her usual happy manner. "Why the sudden impromptu team meeting? That isn't really a team meeting because Tony isn't with you. Where is Tony? Oh god, oh god, don't tell me he's..." She rambled.

"He isn't dead, Abs but he is the reason for the meeting." Gibbs butted in. "For me to tell this, I don't want anyone to ask questions until I've said everything." The replies he received were numerous nods.

"DiNozzo is currently in custody at Metro PD. PD had received a call claiming that there were sounds of a fight happening in Charley's house, when they arrived they were told that a person looking very similar to DiNozzo's description had just ran out into the woods."

He decided to not tell them about what had happened in the woods. "The cops found DiNozzo in the woods where he confessed to killing Charley."

"What?" Abby exclaimed. "Surely this is one of those jokes he pulls or maybe he's being framed again. Yeah! He's being framed surely! They were going to get married tomorrow, Tony wouldn't kill her."

"Oh my." Ducky whispered.

"You've talked to Tony, right?" McGee asked while holding a nearly sobbing Abby.

"Yeah, I have. He's not in a good place at the moment so I'd like it if you all didn't try to force your way into seeing him." Gibbs replied while looking down to his feet.

"Jethro, is there anything else you need to say?" Ducky asked harshly as he sensed Gibbs holding back something important.

"No but I need to speak to you. Privately." Gibbs replied and jerked his head towards the direction of the elevator.

"Of course." Ducky said securely and followed Gibbs out of the lab and into the elevator.

Once the doors closed and the cart started descending Gibbs pulled the emergency stop button, grinding the cart to a halt.

"What is it that you don't want to share with the rest?" Ducky asked softly.

Gibbs sighed and scrubbed a hand through his hair. "In the woods Tony was found clearly upset and confused, when a probie tried to get the cuffs on DiNozzo, DiNozzo got the drop on him and managed to get the officers' gun."

"He put it to his head and threatened to shoot, spouting off this nonsense about he has nothing to live for and he's just a low life. The probies' partner managed to talk Tony out of it and calmed him down enough to manage a call to me and everything needed to get to the precinct."

"I see this has unnerved you, Jethro." Ducky replied softly.

"More like scared the hell out of me." Gibbs stated.

"Right, well I presume he has received a psych evaluation from the boys at Metro."

"Yeah, he did and they said that it was the shock of the trauma that caused him to act so drastically."

"Well, that does seem accurate." Ducky mused. "Now if you don't mind Jethro, I have to get back to that poor Petty Officer downstairs."

Gibbs reached forward and turned the elevator back on. "Sure. I managed to talk Officer Camaiti into giving us copies of Charley's autopsy and evidence, they should be here soon."

"I assume they have Anthony's confession within them." Ducky replied.

"Yeah, they do Duck. Can you do a favor and see if it confirms with the autopsy?" Gibbs asked.

"Certainly." Ducky replied before heading out of the recently open elevator doors.