A/N: sorry it takes me for ever o update and add more chapters but i do have a life people, so that means i get really busy. But i do promise to update more often. by the way, is it disturbing that while i write this story, i'm mostly listento " mOBSCENE", "Fight Song" and "Get Your Gunn"by Marilyn Manson, "When The Music Stops" By D12 and Eminem, "Du Hass" By Rammstein, and "Bodies" By Drowning Pool, my cuz seems to thinks so, but u tell me. By the way im aware that there is a lot of curse words and im sorry if they offend you buti wrote them to add a sense of realism. u try not to cuss during this experience and seehow long u last.well anywayplease read, review, and enjoy.

Chapter Six

A Talk With The Director

12:56 am

After hours of long and tedious paperwork, Director Jenny Shepherd was finishing up on the last report of the day. She was looking forward to going home and taking a nice long bath. She smiled as she imagined the hot water soothing her aching muscle as she lays back on the tub peacefully resting with her eyes closed. Her daydream was suddenly interrupted when her office door opened and Gibbs walked in with a bag in his hands.

"Can I help you Jethro," she ask as Gibbs placed the bag on the coffee table and started taking out small carry-out boxes of food.

"Uh-oh, Leo's Restaurant," Jen said reading he words on the bag, "this really can't be good."

"What? I can't buy my favorite director a fancy steak meal from a nice restaurant?"

"You only buy Leo's if there is a seriously huge problem."

"You know me well."

"It's about McGee, isn't it, " Jen asked as she helped Gibbs set up the meal.

"It's not looking good," Gibbs told her as he sat on the nearby sofa.

"Did you find out anything about the person who gave him the pills?"

"Yeah, I looked into it. Turns out a doctor, who worked at the same hospital that Abby is in, got greedy and wanted more money than he was already getting, so he started selling the pills as performance enhancers to any small time athlete or any junkie off the streets that wanted to get high. He was selling them out of his office and home for almost a month now.

But when the hospital got curious of illegal activities they began an investigation. So the doctor tried to get rid of the evidence or make it seem as if he had nothing to do with it and that the hospital issued it by mistake. He hired a few guys to hand them out to the other patiences by any means necessary and to dump the leftovers.

Well after seeing McGee depressed like he was, one of the men convinced McGee that they were anti-Depressants and McGee, being vulnerable as he was took them. But fortunately for McGee, since he only had one bottle, there shouldn't any long-term effects."

"That's good, and how's Abby?"

"She's doing fine. The doctors says she should be out of the hospital in a couple days"

"So what's your next move?"

"That's what we're trying to figure out. Unfortunately for us McGee has hospitalized Briggs and we have to wait before we could ask him any questions. Some how he been able to stay one step ahead of us. He determined to get Red. I'm just hoping we can find him before he-"

Gibbs breathed a long sigh as he set his fork down on the coffee table.

"The thing is," he continued, " I know what he's going through, and I know that it isn't completely his fault for doing what he did. He's angry and wants revenge. With out the pills he wouldn't be doing what he doing now. But since he did take those pills and now there messing with his mind. So now he willing to do anything it takes to catch, maybe even kill Erick Red. He probably doesn't realize what he's doing."

"I know what you're trying to say Jethro, but I'm afraid he still has to face the consequences of his action."

"I understand that and I know McGee will too, I'm just saying that McGee shouldn't be in so much trouble."

"He stole weapons from the weapons locker, endangered lives by driving like a maniac, punched a fellow coworker, and sent a man to the hospital for god knows what. He should be fired, maybe even sent to prison."

"I know that but it's because of those pills he done all that. Look, I'm just saying that McGee should keep his job and that the disciplinary actions should be lessened."

"That may be a little difficult Jethro. Besides what about psychological effects? He could unstable, unpredictable, a loose cannon. You might not be able to calm him down or even talk to him. I know you don't want to use deadly force on your own agent but you might not have a choice. You need to protect the rest of your team."

"Look I trust McGee with my life as do the rest of the team. I know he won't hurt any of us and I know we'll be able to calm him down. When this is normal he should back to normal or as normal as he can get given the circumstances. You just have to trust me. Besides even if you do fire him I still have him work on cases with us."

"You can't do that."

"Sure I can. He'll be outside help."

"What about money? He needs to support himself."

"He can get another job and still help us."

"You are aware that he might not be able to get another job after this ordeal. What then?"

"I'll pay him half my paycheck if I have to. Maybe even get Tony and Ziva to pitch in. so what so you say? Can McGee keep his job?"

"Fine, but I'm putting him on paid suspension till we can decide when he can return, which I suggest should be 4-6 months."

"Good, that's all I ask for."

"Though your still going to have him help you on cases, aren't you?"

"Yup," Gibbs said with a smirk.

"Typical," Jen said, "So what are you going to do now?"

"Well when we're done eating, I'm going back to the hospital to check up on Abby and Ducky. He's been watching her all night."

"Good."

They both continued eating their steak till Gibbs finished his and left.

TBC in Chapter 7

(A/N: i couldn't think of a better way toend the chapter, sorry. anyways while u wait for Chapter 7 why not tell me wat you think. give some constructive criticism if you feel its necessary.