A/N I am so sorry for the delay, I was rushed to hospital the other day and have been unable to post.
I am fine :)
Anyhoo, finally we are at the end of this little story i hope you all enjoyed the ride. I know i have jumped ahead with the timeline. (Apparently that annoy's some people.) But if i didn't we'd be here forever! ;P
I Hope you enjoy it and I thank you all for your feedback you have left me.
Especially Alix who can leave me constructive reviews which makes me want to write better without making me feel bad ( I have been employing all you taught me THANK YOU!) and Haraseam for kicking my butt when needed.
Disclaimer as chapter 1
Chapter 15
Gibbs called Ducky and the rest of the team to the scene.
Tim still had not moved although Abby had tried to talk to him and Gibbs had tried.
However, Tim was Tim and as stubborn as they came.
No amount of telling him that it was not his fault would change his mind. HE had lost control and HE and killed someone not because his life was in danger, not as part of his training as a special agent but ultimately because, he hated Varano for kidnapping Abby and Sarah and for making him visit his past as come to this house.
In his mind, Director Morrow was right. HE was the threat. More than anything this realization scared Tim.
He jumped as he felt a prick; Ducky had injected him with a sedative. Slowly as he calmed down Tim became more aware of his surroundings. It had become dark, his team seemed to have appeared from nowhere, and a paramedic and Tony were slowly lifting Tim up to manoeuvre him towards and ambulance. He heard Ducky saying his name and saying something about him being in shock.
"Sarah….." Tim breathed and Tony jumped.
"Tim, you're ok you're in hospital…" He said hoping Tim would respond this time.
Tim had lain in the bed for about three hours now and two or three times, he had said Sarah's name but nothing else.
Gibbs had called her and she was on her way, Dave had arrived an hour ago and even he could not get through to his son.
Tony had refused to leave his side, Tim had stuck by him when it had counted and he could do no less for his friend.
"Tony?" Sarah said as she entered the room, looking at her brother lying staring into space on the bed.
"Thank God you're here, have you seen your dad or Gibbs yet?" Tony asked.
"Coffee machine," She said as if that explained everything… and it did.
She took the seat Tony vacated and held onto Tim's hand as both Dave and Gibbs walked in behind her.
Tim jolted as she touched him.
"Ok big brother…..where are you?" She asked as she closed her eyes.
It was strange the others could see the energy as small sparks shot between them and they could hear the conversation as both siblings spoke aloud.
"Hey Timmy," Sarah said.
"Sarah, I'm scared…" Tim said
Mentally Sarah could see a nine-year-old Timmy holding his baby sister in the closet of their old house. She could hear someone outside screaming murderer and freak at Tim and he was trying to protect the image of Sarah as another voice joined them and said they were going to take Sarah away from him.
"Timmy, this isn't real you are not a murderer and no one is taking me from you" She told him.
"But I killed the bad man," Tim said, "Morrow was right."
"NO HE WASN'T…You were protecting me and Abby. Come on out Tim please." Sarah begged.
The mental image of Tim shakily reached up to open the closet door.
Matt McGee stood the other side screaming "MURDERER, FREAK!"
Tim whimpered and backed off.
The Image of Tom Morrow appeared, "You tried to kill me!"
Varano and Maggie appeared "You killed us!" they wailed.
Both the mental and physical form of Tim curled up into a ball.
Sarah climbed onto the bed and put her arms around her brother.
"They are NOT real!" She said to him.
Gibbs walked over to Tim
"Tim you saved Abby, you are a hero, we need you back….Abby needs you." He said
"I need you back son," Dave said simply.
The images faded and quietened, Tim looked around he was outside the house and he panicked as he could not see baby Sarah.
"Tim." Came a voice and he looked up to see Sarah as she really was, she held out her hand.
He took her hand and slowly blinked back to consciousness. He felt her close to him and felt the safety she was projecting.
He slowly realized he was in a hospital. "Dad, Boss?" he said seeing Gibbs and Dave in the corner. He knew where Sarah was he felt her hand she had drifted off to sleep. Pulling him out had used up most of her energy reserves he lay quietly letting her sleep and recover.
"We're here Tim, Varano's gone and you're safe." Gibbs said. He relaxed as Tim smiled.
"B…Boss, about what happened at the house?" Tim said he needed to know how much trouble he was in.
"Varano fell on a live exposed socket, Pity we couldn't get to him in time," Gibbs said with a look.
"But that's not true." Tim said shocked his boss would make something up.
"Tim for your safety it's the truth now." Dave said, "Unless you want to be experimented on all your life, just his once, LIE!"
Tim nodded. He was not happy but it would protect Sarah and for that reason, he would lie.
A week later Tim returned to work.
There was a note on his desk telling him to go to Director Vance's office as soon as he got in.
He headed upstairs and knocked on the door.
"Ah Agent McGee please come in." Vance said.
Tim looked around surprised as both Gibbs and Dave sat around the conference table in Vance's office.
Vance pressed the button that made the room secure.
"This is an off the record conversation gentlemen," Vance said as Tim sat down.
"Am…am I in trouble sir," Tim asked.
"No Tim, This is to discuss you're continued role with NCIS and the CIA." Dave said, I'm here as the head of the CIA not your father right now."
"Yes Sir," Tim said understanding.
"Your abilities will remain Top Secret," Vance told him "Ex Director Morrow had been labeled an enemy combatant and has been sent to GitMo."
Gibbs smirked "Good!" he said.
Vance gave him a look but continued, "Unless cleared by Director Franklin or Myself you are not to publicly use your abilities. Of course, if you need to, to save a member of your team we will not stop you. But we would ask where possible you use conventional means."
Tim looked at them confused. "Ok, but can I stay at NCIS?" he asked.
"Yes of course." Vance said and Tim relaxed.
"Unless you want to work for me son?" Dave had to ask.
"No Sir, I love my job and my team." Tim smiled.
"Gibbs can you're team be trusted not to say anything." Dave asked.
"Yes Sir, we can keep this in house, those who already know won't say and it won't go any further." He promised.
"Good, then it's settled." Vance said and unsealed the room.
Tim left and went down to the bullpen to start work.
He sat in his chair and relaxed as the computers hummed to life.
Gibbs walked in and raised an eyebrow. Tim gave a wry grin, "I used my finger boss."
"Good," was all Gibb said.
Tony and Ziva arrived and the day started.
Tony started throwing paper balls at Tim who smirked at him.
"Gear up." Gibbs said putting his phone down.
"On it Boss." All three of his Agents chorused
As the elevator doors closed, Gibbs smiled.
Finally everything was back to normal… well as normal as it ever got with them.