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Tony and Gibbs walked into Ducky's lab were Ducky and Jimmy Palmer were working on a body.

"Hey,Duck."

Ducky turned and smiled, "Good to see you, Jethro, and you too Anthony."

"Duck can we tell you something," Gibbs motioned at Palmer, "In private."

Palmer pointed to himself, "You mean me?"

Gibbs stared at him and Palmer hurried off. Ducky chuckled, "I swear I will never learn to understand Mr. Palmer and his ways with people. Especially with maps, he gets us lost all the time."

"You still have a degree in physiology?"

Ducky nodded his head, "Passed the test with flying colors."

"Good, because Tony and I have a little bit of a problem."

"Like, what?"

Gibbs and Tony exchanged glances, "He was thinking of killing himself."

Ducky's face fell, "Oh, my... how long have you been thinking this, Anthony?"

Tony looked at the floor, "Ever since I got a letter from Kate."

"A letter? What did it say?"

"Something about files and the team missing me,"...And that is said love Kate,...," That's about it."

"I see," though Ducky was sure that that was not the whole truth, "Do you have the letter with you?"

Tony slowly took it out of his pocket, "You won't read it will you?"

"No, I won't," Ducky looked at the 'Tony' written on the envelope, it was defiantly Kate's, "How often have you been looking at this?"

"About every day, since I got it."

"Then I suggest that you take a break from this letter and stay away from any weapons. Would you mind if Gibbs held on to it?"

Tony hesitated, "Okay, but please don't read it, boss."

Gibbs stuffed it into his coat pocket, "Don't worry, I won't. Anything else that can be done, Duck?"

"Talk to your teammates about this do the things that you love, that is about all that I can suggest at this point."

"Thanks, Duck," said Tony quietly.

****

At the bull pen.

Tony and Gibbs sat down at their desk and they took their coats off. McGee and Ziva had a pretty good idea about what was going on, so they decided to say nothing. Nobody had informed Abby about this yet because that they knew that she would do something rash. But there was still work to be done so Gibbs went to go interrogate one of his suspects. Finally McGee could take it no longer.

"What was in the letter, Tony?"

"Nothing," he said quickly.

"Nothing," asked Ziva, "There was nothing written down on the paper?"

Tony rolled his eyes, "No, nothing that you two need to know about."

"Tony, we are just trying to help," said McGee.

"Well, I don't need any," he went over to Gibbs desk and sat in the chair.

"I think he does wants to die, McGee. He is sitting at Gibbs desk."

Tony leaned back very far, "Hey, I-" Tony fell back and his head made a cracking sound when it contacted with the wall.

"Are you okay, Tony?" asked McGee.

"Just peachy, probie. I just love falling backwards in chairs," Tony set the chair back up and put the coat slowly back on the chair.

He rubbed his head, "I think that I'm going to go and get an icepack."

"Gibbs told us that we couldn't let you leave here."

"It's just an ice pack, Mc..Mc..look I can't even think of a name to call you, I think that I better get one now. Who knows how long it could take for me to go all disoriented. Hey this reminds me of a movie I once saw in high school..."

McGee looked at his computer game and Ziva took an Advil from the headache that she was getting from Tony, "Are you sure that you will do nothing, Tony?"

"I have no keys and I have no weapon, I'll be fine."

Tony left and McGee had the feeling that he should go after him, "Do you think we should go with him, Ziva?"

"I am sure that he will be fine. He would not disobey Gibbs like that."

Still, McGee could not get rid of that feeling....

Tony clutched the letter in his hand and looked down from the bridge he was standing on to the icy water below. Love, Kate.

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