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Tony stared at the letter for a couple of seconds. McGee noticed and he stood up to go and see. He saw the writing.

"Tony," he began.

"Yup."

"That's from Kate."

"I know."

McGee went over to the phone and dialed Gibbs's number, "Boss, could you come up here. It's important."

Gibbs came a couple of minutes later and Ziva was confused with what was going on.

"What, McGee," asked Gibbs.

McGee motioned toward the letter and Gibbs looked at it and then at his Senior Field Agent, "Do you want to open it?"

Tony shook his head, "Maybe later."

Gibbs understood. They were like brother and sister, maybe more if....

The rest of the day went on. Gibbs gave them some files to do thanks to the director and it was then finally time to go home. Tony grabbed his coat and the letter. He left with out saying good-bye to anyone.

*****

Tony's apartment.

Tony opened the door and turned on the light to his apartment. He slowly closed the door behind him and threw his jacket onto the chair. From the fridge he grabbed a couple cartons of beer. He always kept a lot in his apartment and he had a feeling that he'd be needing them. He cracked one of them open. He then sat down on the couch and looked at the letter in his hands. 'Tony' it read, he had no idea how many times that he had read that one word. He took a sip of his beer and carefully tore the letter open, and unfolded the paper.

Tony,

I hope that your feeling better. I still can't believe that that happened. Things have not been the same in the time that you were out. We finally got some work done, and McGee is actually starting to miss your insults. I hate to admit it, but I do too. I slipped this into your desk because, people think that I don't like you Tony. But, over the past two years you've grown on me. You better help us with these files, though, or I'll kick your butt.

Love,

Kate

Tony wiped away the tears that had started forming in his eyes. He smiled, classic Kate. He remembered how pissed she was when he came into the bull-pen. He knew that she probably didn't mean that. And he also thought that it wasn't exactly one of Kate's best idea's that she had slipped it into his desk. Most of the time what goes in never comes out. He took a sip of his beer. God, he missed Kate. He remembered her smile and the sweet sound of her voice. Another sip. He remembered how they always teased each other with something lying underneath that playful teasing. Another sip. She always saw the greater side of people. For some reason even Ari. A gulp. The man who killed her. Another gulp. Right in front of his eyes. He should have been the one with the bullet in his head. He cracked open another one. Not her Kate didn't deserve that. He cracked open another one. And another one. And another one. Tony had lost count and darkness started to creep into his vision. Then all went black. 'Love, Kate'

*****
The next day.

Everyone was at NCIS except for Tony. Gibbs was getting worried he had called the man six times and every time he went to voice mail. He finally got up and headed to Tony's.

He drove quickly, for him. Which compared to anyone else would be light speed. He arrived at Tony a short time later thanks to his driving. Gibbs knocked on his apartment door and there was no answer. Gibbs put the key that Tony had given him into the hole. He asked all of his agents to give him one in case anything went wrong. He opened the door and saw a dark figure on the floor. Gibbs quickly ran over and checked the man's pulse, it was steady. Gibbs sighed a sigh of relief and he saw a puddle of puke next to Tony.

"Nice job, DiNozzo."

Tony groaned, "Thanks, boss,"

Gibbs helped Tony up much to Tony's dislike. He did not want to look weak in front of Gibbs.

"I'm all right, boss."

Gibbs looked at all of the empty beer bottles around him, he thought that Tony had given up his drinking. It got really bad after Jenny died but he managed to get it under control. But, not completely as it appeared. His thoughts were interrupted by a gagging sound. He saw Tony running to the bathroom. He walked in and saw him throwing up in the toilet. He then finally finished.

"Do 'ya think your ready to go to work and tell me what this was all about."

"I feel like crap."

Gibbs walked over to the table were he had placed his coffee and picked it up, and handed it to Tony, "Drink this."

Tony smiled, took a sip, and started heading to the doorway.

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