Gibbs followed Dr. Pitt down the hall to Tony's room. He had a wonderful thought that Tony would be awake and sitting up in bed. Instead when Dr. Pitt opened the door he was faced with reality. Tony was lying on the bed hooked up to machines with a bandage wrapped around his head. Dr. Pitt smiled at him sadly before leaving the room to tend to the next patient. He slowly made his way over to his son's bed. He shuddered at the memory of the last time he saw Tony in a hospital bed. That horrible night and day where they thought he may have leukemia. He did not want to see his son in a hospital bed again for a long time. More importantly for right now though. He wanted Tony to be awake and he knew the best way to get what he wanted out of his son and SFA. Was to give a direct order. So he carefully slid his hand into Tony's, bent down, looked his son directly in the eye, reached his other hand under Tony's head and slapped him very lightly with his open palm.

"You will not die and you will wake up? Got that? I will see those green eyes again." Gibbs ordered.

Jimmy found himself back at NCIS. He found himself biting his lip and fighting off tears when the security guard asked him how Breena and the baby were. He couldn't believe he had lost a child. He never thought that would happen to him. Certainly not the way it happened. Murdered by the father of his best friend. It didn't make sense Tony was the most gentle and caring person he had ever met but Senior was a heartless monster. All he wanted right now was to be with Breena. Holding each other in each others arms. Comforting each other in this horrible time but Breena wanted to be alone and as much as it hurt him. He had to respect her wishes. He was walking through the doors of autopsy when he became unable to hold back the tears anymore.

"Mr Palmer?" Ducky called.

"Yeah it's me Dr. Mallard." Jimmy called back.

"I was just coming to see you. How are Breena and the baby?" Ducky asked.

"Breena's OK but the baby the baby died, Ducky my baby girl is dead!" Jimmy cried.

"Oh Mr. Palmer I am terribly sorry." Ducky replied sympathetically placing his hand on Jimmy's shoulder.

"They had rushed Breena back to surgery by the time I got to the hospital... The doctor came out and told me the baby hadn't survived... I had to tell Breena... We named her Angela Grace Palmer... She was beautiful... She had Breena's hair... She looked a lot like Breena actually... We held her for a while but then Breena just couldn't anymore... She just couldn't... She had to be alone... That's why I am here... We are having her cremated and burying her ashes in between our cemetery plots." Jimmy explained through the tears.

"I cannot imagine how much pain you and Breena must be in right now. I know it won't stop the pain or make what happened OK but I pray that you can take even the tiniest amount of comfort that you were fortunate enough to get to hold your little girl one time and that one day you and Breena will be able to spend eternity with her." Ducky explained.

"Right now nothing helps." Jimmy admitted.

"Well is there anything I can do?" Ducky asked.

"Breena and I are going to press charges against Senior and we will need an autopsy done on Angela to prove that she died as the result of Senior's attack." Jimmy explained.

"Of course Mr. Palmer anything to help." Ducky replied.

"How's Tony?" Jimmy asked trying to change the subject.

"The last I spoke with Jethro he was still in surgery." Ducky replied.

"I need to see him." Jimmy replied.

"Are you sure you are up to that?" Ducky questioned.

"I have to he is my best friend." Jimmy replied.

"Are you OK to drive?" Ducky asked.

"Yes sir." Jimmy replied.

"I will call Jethro and check in. You call me if you need anything." Ducky explained.

"Thank you doctor." Jimmy replied.

Gibbs gently stroked Tony's forehead. Even with the bandages he was careful not to touch the spot where Tony's head had hit the coffee table. Once Tony was awake and didn't need him by his side. He would drag that coffee table on to the front lawn and set it ablaze on his front lawn. He doubted he would be able to look at it again. Without seeing Tony's head being forced into the table. Even though he hadn't seen it. He had heard Breena describe the scene to the cops as she was loaded into the ambulance. The description was more like a frantic cry as it all came crashing back to her. He would have to cut out the carpet as well. He had fantasies of shoving the carpet remnants down Senior's throat. Until that old bastard had choked to death. Tony had to live and be proven to be a Gibbs instead of a DiNozzo, Sadie needed to not have any memory of the incident and grow-up as a Gibbs and not a DiNozzo, and Breena well all she needed to do was come through the tragedy she and Jimmy were facing. He had just received the news from Ducky less than twenty minutes ago. That baby Palmer had not survived the attack. Meaning the Palmer's had lost a child a pain no parent should feel and Senior was now officially a murderer.

"Gibbs?" A soft voice called from the doorway.

"How you holding up Palmer?" Gibbs asked.

"Not good." Jimmy replied.

"Ducky told me about the baby. I am sorry you have to go through that. You can call me or come down to my basement anytime day or night. If you ever need to talk." Gibbs replied.

"Won't I see you at the office?" Jimmy asked.

"Not tell Tony is ready to come back." Gibbs replied.

"Oh" Jimmy sighed.

"Hey I'm serious you ever need anything just let me know." Gibbs replied.

"Actually I need something from you now." Jimmy replied.

"Of course kid anything." Gibbs replied.

"Breena and I are pressing charges against Senior and I was hoping you had his phone number or address anyway to contact him. We don't want to put Tony through all our drama. He has enough problems right now." Jimmy replied.

"Of course kid I don't have anything but I can get it off Tony's phone." Gibbs replied.

"Thanks" Jimmy replied.

"You going to be OK?" Gibbs asked.

"No I am not! It is his fault my baby girl is dead and I hate him! He is a monster and I wish that he had died instead of my little Angela! Fuck you Mr. DiNozzo! Fuck you!" Jimmy snapped.

"Kid you need to calm down." Gibbs whispered.

Tony blinked his eyes. The last thing he remembered was lying on the couch watching Breena play with Sadie. He knew that he had to be in a hospital now. Because his head was killing him. Something was pulling him back, and the air smelled of antiseptic. His fears were calmed when he heard the voices of his boss/dad Gibbs and best friend Jimmy. Until he heard what they were saying. Baby Palmer was dead and Jimmy well Jimmy had to blame him the way he was yelling. Tony felt his heart-rate begin to rapidly increase and it was getting harder to breathe. The last thing he heard was the machines he was attached to begin to go haywire before the darkness overtook him.

"Tony?!" Gibbs called.

"He's crashing!" Jimmy yelled just before they were shoved out of the room by a swarm of doctors and nurses.

A/N: One little misunderstanding sure did a lot to Tony. New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.