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Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes and the short chapters.

Tony entered the bullpen about an hour late. He sat down at his desk hoping that nobody would notice. But of course they did.

"Tony," said McGee, "Boss is going to kill you, and me. We're supposed to have these files done in ten minutes I barely even made a dent in them. When Gibbs gets angry at us I'm telling him it's your fault."

"Probie I-," Tony stopped, "It's all your fault," he swallowed and started on the files.

"So Tony," began Ziva, "Why were you late for work."

Tony sighed, "Everything is fine," that was of course a lie. How could he tell her that he had been dreaming about her dead half-brother and her dead boyfriend. It was too complicated. For many nights he had been having that same dream over and over again. Was it guilt coming after him? Or was it something much more serious. Then Gibbs walked in holding a coffee in his hand.

"DiNozzo," barked Gibbs, "You better have a-" Gibbs couldn't say anything else. His Senior Field Agent looked like hell. He had black circles under his eyes and his skin was pale white. His shirt looked like the same one who were yesterday, and it probably was. Tony also looked as if he lost weight and the playful look in his eye was no longer there.

"Yeah, boss," Tony asked.

Gibbs decided he wasn't going to discuss the subject right there in front of everybody, "Did you identify any past boyfriends or lovers."

"Um,"Tony began.

"Yes," said Ziva, she stood up and McGee switched the monitor on, "A Jacob Mackin, he was her fiance, but they broke it up two weeks before the wedding. It seems that she was the one who broke it up."

"Well, we better call in Jacob and have a talk with him," Gibbs left.

Ziva made sure he was gone when she went up to Tony, "Tony, please tell me whats wrong, I don't want to have to go to Gibbs."

Tony looked into her eyes they seemed as if they were begging him. He sighed, "The thing is I've...I've been dreaming of things."

"Things?"

"People."

"What people," Ziva hoped that she hadn't been to pushy.

"Of...everyone," he put his head down on his desk.

"What is wrong with that Tony?"

There..there all-" it seemed as if he had just gone to hell. In front of him now stood Ari. Ziva's face had transformed into him.

"You were going to tell her? Don't you think she'll be upset. Don't you think she'll starting blaming you," a wicked smile appeared on his face.

Ziva was surprised by how quick Tony's breathing had become, "Tony," she placed her hand on his shoulder.

Tony than gasped. Ziva had returned and Ari was gone. A hallucination.

"There is something going on," Ziva said softly.

"I have to go," said Tony as he stood up and walked away. He went into the men's room and locked the door. He looked all around him, nobody was there.

"Get a hold of yourself, DiNozzo," he thought and he splashed some water in his face. He looked up into the mirror and there was Ari.

He chuckled, "Don't be so surprised Agent DiNozzo. You will have to get used to seeing me."

I hope that this chapter turned out good. We now know what is bothering Tony. Is it just guilt, or something more. Please review! It would be much appreciated.