A/N: Thanks for all your reviews and comments; to one of the reviewers who's asked whether or not I post my stories on any other site; yes, recently, I've started to post my stories on AO3, but I post each chapter there around the same time that I do here. Also, I sadly can't update my stories any faster; days are really too short for me to do my job, work on my projects, study, worry about everything and everyone and then write.

But thank you all for your kind words and it's great to know you're enjoying my stories.

On a side note; did you LOVE 'Bull' or what?! I think it was amazing! Michael Weatherly once again proved what an amazing actor he is and the SP was great, too! Absolutely loved it! (And the ratings... Nice! They deserved it.)

Kabshiel sighed and maybe for the first time since Gibbs had seen him, he looked dead serious. "Gibbs. I can call you Gibbs, right? Good;" He said not waiting for an answer, "Your wish has come true because of this man; what else do you want? You wanted your daughter back. She's back. Just remember, it's not the same little girl you lost so many years ago. Like I said, I shook the universe; many things changed because of my doing; your girl's grown up now and soon you'll realize that things happen for a reason."

Not a moment later, he snapped his fingers and then he was gone; along with Tony's body.

The sudden emptiness between his arms caused Gibbs to lose his balance and fall forward. With horror and shock, he jumped to his feet; looking around frantically, he tried to find Tony and the man who was talking to him.

Where... Where was Tony? This was a dream; a nightmare; he was now absolutely sure of it. The only problem was that he couldn't wake up from it; he was stuck in it and it was scaring the hell out of him and he couldn't deny that nightmare or not, he was feeling the void that Tony's loss had left in his chest and it was suffocating him.

Staggering outside the bathroom, he was even more shocked to find the living room changed from the time he'd walked into the apartment minutes earlier; now the place was pretty unfurnished and so very untidy.

In the living room, take-out boxes were littering the floor, the sole table and even the sofa, on which a dubious looking guy was sleeping with his mouth open, snoring loudly. The man had multiple rings attached to his nose and his left eyebrow; he was wearing some sort of makeup and had tattoos all over his body that wasn't covered with a piece of clothing.

Just what the hell? If this was a nightmare, then why would Gibbs imagination supply him with a picture like that in Tony's apartment? Because he had no doubt that it was the same place; it was just the decoration that was different and-

"What the hell are you doing here?" A feminine, angry voice came from behind him and he turned around to find a blond girl, with the same kind of rings and tattoos as the guy on the couch, standing behind him.

His breath caught in his throat when he realized who he was looking at; the girl might be angry as hell and she might look completely like a punk, but there was no way Gibbs wouldn't recognize his girl; his lovely sweet innocent Kelly. Well, she didn't exactly look sweet and innocent at that moment, but still...

"Kelly?" He whispered hoarsely as tears stung the corner of his eyes.

Wrinkling her nose with disgust, she growled. "Didn't I tell you not to come to my place again?"

"Kells-"

"Fuck off." She shouted, sounding truly pissed off at hearing the nickname; and the shout sent Gibbs into a shocked silence.

No! This couldn't be his sweet little girl. His girl wouldn't use such a foul language and she wouldn't act like that.

"What's happened to you?" He asked quietly.

A look of hurt and annoyance washed over her beautiful face; despite all those rings and the makeup, in Gibbs' eyes, she still was the most beautiful girl in the whole world. "Again with this?!" She growled. "You happened, you bastard!"

Gasping, Gibbs blinked. Why... Why would Kelly hate him so much? He knew he was known as a bastard; but to have his daughter think of him as that was simply too much. Especially since he was sure he'd never be anything but loving and caring towards her.

"Get the fuck outta my place!"

"Your place?" Gibbs wanted to cry; in a mere matter of hours, he'd lost his friend, had found his girl, only to see she hated him more than anything in the world and absolutely nothing made sense. And besides, wasn't this Tony's place?

"Oh, for the love of ...! Now you want your place back?" She threw her hands in the air. "I knew I shouldn't have accepted anything from you."

"My place?"

Hearing that, Kelly frowned. "Have you been using or something?" She raised an eyebrow. "Isn't it kinda my thing?" She chuckled. "Hey, Mark!" She called out and the guy sleeping on the couch stirred.

"Hmm?"

"Guess what! I've found you a new user." She giggled. "Looks like my dear old Daddy's joined the club."

"That so?" Mark stretched his body on the couch and then wiped a trickle of drool from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. "Didn't he lock you up in his basement the last time he found you using? Although, you really are a bad influence; figures you'd change him, too." The stupid annoying guy chuckled with delight. "Bad bad girl." He said mockingly.

Kelly giggled delightfully. "He's just desperate. He's probably on something so I'd let him back into my life."

"Fat chance?" The guy, Mark, asked; clearly referring to Kelly letting her father back in her life.

Kelly snorted. "More like no way in hell." She sneered and looked straight at her father. "Get the hell out of here and never show up. I hate you and no matter what you do, I'll never forgive you."

"Forgive me?"

"Oh, how dare you act confused?" She growled, not caring what she was saying or what she was revealing. "It's your fault my Mom is dead. It's your fault my childhood was ruined; it's your fault I had to be on the run and had no friend growing up and like that wasn't bad enough I had to be stuck with you all those years. It's all your fault because you had to go and murder the guy who'd tried to kill me and Mom and then we had his family on our tails. It's your fault Mom was so depressed and desperate that she had to kill herself to get away from you. It's all your fault and I don't care how many years pass and what you do, I'll never forgive you. There was a reason I ran away from you in the first place and the reason's still there. It's you!"

Throughout her rants, the girl had started to push Gibbs towards the door and once she was done, she slammed the door closed in his face. Gibbs was in such a deep state of shock that he wasn't sure he could ever move from that spot again. From his position, he could still hear the voices coming from inside of the apartment.

"I hate your old man; have I ever told you that?"

Gibbs snarled with anger and would kick the door open and go inside to teach that bastard a lesson, had he not heard his girl's voice a second later, saying, "Forget it, babe. He's not worth it."

He felt like he'd been drenched with cold water. What the hell was happening to him? And what did all those things that Kelly had said mean? Shannon had killed herself? And because she'd been depressed? Because he'd killed the man that-... Wait a second; Hernandez hadn't been successful? So why would he-... Seemed like he'd killed the bastard just because he'd tried to kill his family. He had to admit that it did kinda sound like him; he wouldn't let him stay alive and remain a threat to his family. And well, that did make him a murderer, he guessed. If Kelly was right then could he really blame her for being so mad at him?

And what had that guy meant when he'd said he'd locked up Kelly in the basement. He'd never do that. He loved her more than anything in this world. Although, if she was an addict-

That thought made him sick to the stomach.

What the hell was this universe? Whatever it was, he didn't want it. He hated it. This couldn't be right; yes, he'd always wished his girls had survived; but... No, this was a nightmare; there was no way this could become his reality if they hadn't died that day. There was simply no way.

As he started to walk out of the building in hope to find a way to wake up from the nightmare, his head started to hurt and he was hit with images that he was sure he'd never seen before and yet felt like old memories to him; images of him coming back from his tour and finding his girls in a hospital, hurt but alive; images of him taking them away, saying that he didn't trust the system to protect them; images of him putting Shannon and Kelly in a cabin and going to Mexico and getting rid of Hernandez -at least that one looked like the actual event from his memory-.

Then there were images of Shannon mad at him for becoming a murderer; Shannon pushing him away; Shannon hitting him; Shannon taking pills; Shannon-... Tears came to his eyes when he saw his beloved wife dead in a bathtub filled with water and blood and then he saw Kelly screaming as she saw the body of her mother; Kelly hitting him; Kelly cursing him, changing and becoming bitter and angry little by little after that.

Then there was emptiness; Kelly had run away; she'd been using drugs when he found her; Kelly had piercing and tattoos that looked nothing like the ones Abby had; and then there were multiple images of Kelly looking at him with disdain and disgust. He saw himself dragging Kelly, kicking and screaming, to the basement in hope of bringing her to her senses.

He didn't know how, but, at that moment, he was remembering that he'd thought about taking her to rehab; but once he'd gone to talk to her, she'd hit him in the head with something hard and had run away again.
He could also remember that after days of looking and searching, he'd found Kelly in an alley, almost dead; he remembered buying her that apartment, the one he was sure belonged to Tony some minutes ago; thinking that that way, she'd at least have a roof over her head even if he couldn't help her in any other way. He gasped! This was his life?

It couldn't be. It was worse than any nightmare he could imagine; things couldn't have turned out like this! He'd always been sure that if his girls had survived that ominous day, then his life would be literally perfect! But this? Not only was this anything but perfect, it was even worse than what he'd had back when he was wishing for Shannon and Kelly to be alive. This was worse than anything he could imagine.

The pain was too much and this time his body couldn't take it any longer and so, it finally gave in and he collapsed to the ground.

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TBC ...

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A/N: Let me know what you think?

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And for the record, I'm not one to think that things always happen for a reason; sometimes, maybe, I don't know; but I do know that our doings and other people's actions play huge roles in deciding what happens next. But well, we've always seen and read things when Kelly or Shannon are alive and how perfect everything is; I just thought that there's also a chance that things wouldn't have turned out so perfectly if they'd lived; maybe if things had gone a different way, Gibbs would still not be happy with the outcome and this is the story of that!

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I don't own the show and its characters and all mistakes are mine.