Jan 29
When the world's trying to beat you down, know that I'm here to lift you up.
McGee mused as he sat at his desk, typewriter in front of him. He'd had a horrible day; cases involving little children always hit the hardest. Now all he wanted to do was forget about it.
Everyone had rallied round in different ways. Within seconds of a confession from their suspect, Tony had asked everyone if they wanted to go clubbing later. Tim had declined, not yet prepared to see such joy when he had recently seen such sorrow.
Ziva had offered to spend time in the gym, to allow anyone to burn off their frustrations. Tim had been sorely tempted; it was a good outlet for anger after all. But he had declined that offer as well, wanting to spend some time alone with his thoughts.
Gibbs had caught up with him just before he left. The older man had placed his hand on Tim's shoulder and given him the best help.
"Call Sarah."
One phone call later, and he was feeling much better.