Hopefuly you don't think this chapter is strange. I have had it in my mind for awhile. It is written from many character's, including original character's points of view. Hopefully its a twist you didn't see coming.

The section in italics represents a conversation taking place in German. I originally wrote it in German then translated it but it was too confusing so I removed the translation.

Thank again for reading and reviewing

If it had been any other day Kristin would have noticed she felt dizzy. She looked a little paler in the mirror. She felt sweatier than usual, even after a shower. But she had other things to worry about. She still felt terrible about the whole quiz debacle and was ready to apologise to Andrew today. That had to be what was making her feel off colour. She was feeling guilty. That was all. This hadn't happened in a while. She had it all under control.

If it had been any other day Gibbs would have noticed Kristin was quieter than normal. A subtle difference, she was always quiet. He would have noticed she wasn't eating but drinking water like it was going out of fashion. But he a meeting with Jen and a bunch of other people who far too important for his liking. He wasn't worried about it, just preoccupied.

If it had been any other day Capri would have noticed her friend was pale, quiet and just generally not with it. Her eyes seemed out of focus and she clearly wasn't listening to the two even more oblivious boys who were arguing about soccer results. But Capri had had an argument with her stepfather this morning and her mind was elsewhere. Just like Zac and Dan, but their minds were always elsewhere.

If it had been any other day Andrew would have noticed that Kristin wasn't doing any work. He head was down and she seemed to be swaying in her chair. The one time he called on her for an answer she looked at him and with obvious effort said she didn't know. He assumed she was still on the whole "fading into the background/pretending not be smart" thing. He'd have to talk to her about that. As for now, he'd run into his ex this morning at the coffee shop. Well not so much an ex as a poorly timed one night stand so it was fair to say, he wasn't really thinking about math.

Finally the bell rung and Kristin began to gather her books. Slowly. With no sudden movements. That stopped the dizziness. She didn't notice Christian, Zac's older brother, a very hot senior, enter the room and begin talking to Andrew. Capri turned in delight to her friend so they could make some highly inappropriate comment about Christian just loud enough for Zac to hear. Instead she saw Kristin's eye's roll back inside her head, he legs give way and her body come crashing down, her head cracking on the edge of the desk, her wrist folding awkwardly underneath her.

The crack of Kristin's skull on table alerted the small group of people still in the room and they came running over. Crouched down next to her the large amount of blood pooling from her head wound was obvious. Looking around for something to stem the wound, Christian found nothing and instead pulled of his t-shirt and held it firmly to her head. It was a testament to how worried she was that Capri didn't even notice. Assessing the situation, Andrew started giving orders. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and threw it to Zac.

"911, now!" He yelled

Turning to Dan he pointed at the door, "Get the nurse"

Turning his attention back to Kristin, he checked her pulse and made sure she was breathing. Then he waited for someone to help.

In the back of the ambulance Andrew sat with Kristin have successfully argued his way into riding with her. To their great disgust her friends watched the ambulance drive away, no doubt planning their escape from school to be with their friend. Dialling frantically, Andrew thought only of reaching Gibbs the only way he knew how. Through Tony.

On the 5th try Tony finally answered,

"Andrew, buddy, what's up? Shouldn't you be teaching?"
"Tony, you have to get Gibbs and get to the hospital"
Tony stopped smiling and sat up quickly in his chair, his heart pounding, there could only be one person Andrew was calling about if he needed Gibbs.

"He's in a meeting, he's been gone for hours. What's wrong? Is Kristin ok?"
"Not really, she collapsed in class, I'm riding with her to the hospital. I don't know what's wrong."
"I'll get Gibbs, we'll be right there"
Tony slammed the phone shut and started to call Gibbs from his desk phone, knowing he would never answer. After a brief thought he barked the situation to Tim and Ziva, picked up his jacket and ran out the door.

Kristin had no idea where she was. She couldn't keep her eyes open. She could hear voices but they didn't make sense. As her eyes started to focus more she realised she was in hospital. But she didn't know why. People were trying to talk to her, but it hurt to talk back, everything hurt, finally they must have given up and given her something for the pain. Drifting back into unconsciousness, she just wanted John.

Dr Craig had seen this girl before. Just once. He'd stitched her up. Another head wound he thought. Back of the head. The whole thing was suspicious, but he remembered it. He checked the back of Kristin's head and sure enough a small scar proved his theory. Then he remembered. This was Dr Stein's friend. He had to call him. That was the order. If ever they saw this girl they had to call him, wherever he was. Leaving the other's to continue patching her up he ran to find Dr John Stein.

Tony burst through the doors of the ER and immediately saw Andrew standing outside a door talking to a nurse and he ran over.
"Is she ok?"
"She's fine. She's a bit groggy from pain killers but they've patched her up. They won't tell us anymore until her guardian gets here.

Turning to the nurse, Tony tried to explain,

"I'm Special Agent DiNozzo, I work with her guardian"
"That's fine sir, you can go in and wait with her, but I can't tell you anymore until I speak to her guardian."
Sensing a lost cause Tony silently thanked Andrew with a pat on the back and went in to see and sleeping Kristin with a wound on her head and a bandaged arm. Brushing back her hair he carefully kissed her forehead and sat down next to her told her good arm and wait for Gibbs.

Hearing voices, Kristin started to rouse. They sounded familiar, but who knew she was here? Blinking a few times to get her bearings she recognised the source of the voices.

"Tony? John!?!" She exclaimed,

Tony looked confused that she recognised the doctor by first name, buy before he could ask any questions, he was interrupted by Dr Stein in a language he could only assume was German.

"Kristin, this man says he knows you? Is that true?"
"Yes, he works with….my…guardian"
"You're guardian? When did this happen, why didn't you call me?"
"And say what? This is what you always wanted, me away from him. I just was embarrassed to talk about it."
"We'll talk about it later, but what happened to you?"
"It was nothing, I made a mistake"
"I thought you had it under control…"
"I thought I did too"

Staring at Kristin and John and realising their was a fair amount he hadn't been told, he decided to interrupt,

"Sorry to interrupt, in English no less, but you guys know each other?"
Not missing the exchanged guilty looks it was John who replied,

"Yes, we've known each other for some time. Anyway, Mr DiNozzo, I know you work with Kristin's boss but I'll have to wait to talk to you til he gets here, in the meantime, I must go make some phonecalls. Excuse me."
Looking back at Kristin, Tony was shocked to see the she was mainly a perfectly innocent expression. He had so many questions, but in true Tony style, he tackled the least important first,
"You speak German??"
"Obviously."
"But you take it at school….and I'm sure I would have heard about it if you were acing the course…are you lying so you can do easy work?"
Kristin blushed, "Maybe, but what does it matter, its not like there is an advanced course I can go into"
"Yeah but I doubt Gibbs would approve….know what I mean?"
Kristin smiled as she fell back asleep. Tony would blackmail someone in a hospital.

Storming through the doors of the ER, Gibbs continually berated himself for missing Tony's 24 and Tim's 32 messages. Goddamn meeting. Finally spotting his senior agent and a doctor he rushed over,

"Is everything ok, where's Kristin?"
It was the young doctor who spoke first,
"Sir, I'm Dr Stein, Kristin is fine, she's asleep, she had a nasty cut to the head and her wrist is broken, but she's resting now and we'll get a cast on that wrist soon."

"Boss, the doctor is a friend of Kristin's," Tony interrupted,

Gibbs silenced him with a glare and looked at the doctor,

"It's true, I have been treating Kristin for years. I used to work in Baltimore and the last couple of years, when she's needed treatment she's come here."
Knowing the answer, he had to ask, "Treatment for what?"
"Honestly, a few typical kids bumps and scrapes, but mostly what her father gave her. I say this assuming that since you're her guardian finally someone is doing what I have been trying to for years?"
Sighing and running his hands over his eyes Gibbs looked at the sleeping girl. Every time he turned around this got deeper and deeper, but to the task at hand.

"What happened?"
"I suspect she's had a lot going on recently. She probably just forgot to check her blood sugar, didn't eat enough, maybe she's getting a cold… who knows. Diabetes is hard for anyone to control sometimes, let alone someone who's only known about it for a few months."
"She's diabetic?"
"You didn't know…well then I guess it makes sense…yes, she's known a few months now. I thought she had it under control."

Waking up again Kristin found Gibbs sitting next to her, hold he hand in the same spot she'd last seen Tony, who was now on the phone by the door. Suddenly very nervous, Kristin could look at Gibbs. She'd lied to him. That was one of his rules.

"Hey," he said gently, "you scared me"
"Sorry", she whispered, still looking down.

Noticing her avoidance of him he decided to jump in the deep end,

"So…diabetes huh?"
Kristin didn't reply, instead turning her head away, picking at the bandage on her right arm.
Gently guiding her chin around, Gibbs forced eye contact,

"Why didn't you tell me?"
Not wanting to answer, Kristin felt that draw to Gibbs, wanting to tell him the truth, wanting everything to be ok between them.

"I'm a big enough sob story already. You didn't need one more thing to worry about. Besides……" her eyes filled with tears, "it's not your problem. It's mine."
Kissing her forehead gently Gibbs wished for a few minutes alone with the man who'd done such an extraordinary job of screwing with this girl's mind.

"You're problems are my problems. You can tell me anything."
"You're not mad?"
"Of course not, I was so worried about you"
"But I lied to you, you're not…I mean I'm not.."
"I think cracking your head open and breaking you're wrist is punishment enough for lying to me. Just promise me you'll tell me anytime you think something is wrong, even if it's not?"
Kristin nodded again, embarrassed she'd ever thought this man would care that she was sick.

"I promise"

That night, Kristin sat on the couch with Capri, Zac and Dan, Gibbs watching fondly from a distance. They sat laughing and talking, Kristin a little quieter, still in pain but loving the feeling of being surrounded by the only friend's she'd ever had. As they switched the TV on they settled down to watch a movie. Putting an arm around her shoulders, Kristin settled into Dan's side, her heavy eyes closing as the events of the day took over her.

In the next room, Gibbs looked at a file John had given her. Notes and photos of everything he'd treated Kristin for since she was 5. Broken arms, ribs and collar bones. Internal bleeding. Minor burns. Sprained ankled. He had highlighted what he assumed was induced by her father and what he thought was genuinely accidently. According to John, Kristin had done an excellent job, even at 5 of lying about her injuries. However it was the note highlighted in green that pissed him off the most.
"Confirmed case of type 1 diabetes. Spoke to father. Unconcerned, has arranged with housekeeper to manage."

Unbelieving that a father could not care that his daughter had a potentially lethal disease, he allowed himself for the first time to feel the worry and anxiety he had pushed aside upon hearing Kristin was in hospital. Determined never to see her like that again, he turned on his computer and opened google.

"Type 1 diabetes" He typed.