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Gibbs and Tony arrived at Tony's apartment shortly later, "You want to sleep on the couch, boss? I have some extra sheets."
"Sure."
Tony set them up and he looked at Gibbs, "Why did Director Vance tell you to come here?"
"He just doesn't want you to get drunk again, that's all."
Tony lowered his head, "Oh yeah...I'm sor-"
"It's all right. What do you got to eat around here?"
Tony smiled, "I have peanut butter, some cheerios, I think I still have some leftover-"
Gibbs handed the phone to Tony, "Good idea, boss. I'll order pizza."
The pizza was really good, Tony kept complaining that he didn't like combination that Gibbs made him order, though, "It's gross! Vegetables on pizza? Who ever heard of such a thing!"
This recieved him a head slap. They then settled down to bed. Gibbs layed down on the couch, "You need to get a better couch, DiNozzo."
Tony smiled and headed to his room. He slowly closed the door and sat down on his bed and closed his eyes. He then opened them. He picked up Kate's letter, and read it over many times. It should have been me. Love, Kate. It should have been me. Tony looked at his gun in his hands. He had now kept a spare one which he kept hidden in his room. Tony did have a lot of enemies. Gibbs didn't know about this gun. He wondered what Gibbs would think of this.. He would probably Gibbs slap him. All my fault. Love, Kate. He set the trigger.
Gibbs was tossing and turning on the piece of crap couch. And he was getting heart burn. Just great. He remembered when he was able to eat a whole box of pizza without getting it. Gibbs didn't want to go through Tony's things so he went to go ask him where he kept the tums. Gibbs started walking to Tony's room.
Tony's hand started to shake. All my fault, should have been me. Should have been me, should have be-"
"Tony," said a soft but strong voice.
Tony looked up and saw Gibbs.
"Tony, put the gun down."
Tony shook his head and started to get tears in his eyes, "Boss...I can't. Why wasn't it me. Why did it have to be her?"
Gibbs never saw his Senior Field Agent like this before. It shook him up a little, "It's okay, Tony. No one blames you."
"I do. I didn't even try to stop that bullet coming toward you. I let my guard down after I found out she had a bullet proof vest on."
"I feel guilty, too, Tony. But killing yourself is not going to solve anything."
"I..."
"Tony, hand me the gun..that's an order," Gibbs said in a firm but kind voice.
Tony hesitated then did what he was told. Gibbs put the gun on safety mode and set it in his holster. He looked at Tony and sat next to him on the bed, and patted him on the back, "I know, I know," he said softly.
This was a side of Gibbs that Tony had never seen before. Tony did a weak smile, "You know this reminds me of a movie..."
Gibbs lightly tapped him on the back of the head, "Any more weapons I should know about, DiNozzo."
Tony shook his head and caught his boss's stare, "There's no more. Trust me, boss."
Gibbs did, he didn't think that Tony would try another attempt tonight. Gibbs lazily layed back down on the couch but didn't get much sleep. He kept thinking about Tony, and what he was going to do?
*****
It was morning and Gibbs was sipping at a cup of coffee, he saw Tony walk slowly into the kitchen, "You need a new couch and new coffee," said Gibbs.
Tony just nodded and sleepily poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table, where Gibbs slid into the chair next to him, "Tony,.. about last night."
Tony sighed, "It was just a moment of weakness, boss."
"Two moments of weakness. I saw you at NCIS. It was actually my idea to stay with you and that's why I told you not to bring your gun. Didn't know you had another one."
"I tend to get kidnapped a lot. Thought it would be a good idea to keep a spare."
"We need get you help on this, Tony."
"I'm not going to see a physiologist ! They're just as useless as doctors, if not more. They do nothing but tell you to express you feelings and ask you about your emotions. I won't go.
Gibbs cocked his head, "Who said anything about a physiologist ? I have something else in mind."
And there is chapter 4. Thank you to all who have reviewed and alerted my story! It means a lot to me. I also hope that a physiologist is the kind of doctor that deals with peoples minds. If not than what is the doctor? I just want to make sure.