A/N: Since I forgot to post a chapter yesterday, I posted two today. Here is your second one!
A/N 2: This one is for all the Jimmy fans!
"Well, that was interesting," said Tony as they walked back to the squad room.
McGee said, "To say the least."
JJ was sitting at Gibbs computer. He had his elbow resting on the desk and his chin resting in his hand. "Who is Caitlyn Todd?" he asked.
Everyone stopped in their tracks. "Why?" Tony finally asked.
"Oh, I'm just wondering why she has a picture of you half naked with a cowboy on her computer."
"You're breaking into government files?" asked Gibbs moving behind JJ.
"What picture?" asked Ziva with an evil smile and a curious eye.
"Shift+Ctrl+C," McGee said eagerly. JJ hit the keys and the photo appeared on the plasma screen. McGee and Ziva erupted in a fit of laughter.
"Alright, that's enough!" Tony said. He sat down at his desk. "Its not real, you know."
"There's a picture of a women in a wet t-shirt on here, too," said JJ.
"Don't put that one on the screen," warned Gibbs. "In fact, close it all down." The image disappeared. "Up." JJ got up form the chair. "Should be done soon," Gibbs said as he took his seat. "I'll throw a few things together when we get home and we can take off. Just finishing up some paperwork. DiNozzo, call the LEOs and get them to pick up these teenagers."
"No problem."
"You caught your perps?"
"Perps?" Gibbs asked.
"I thought I'd give it a try. What? Not working for me?"
"No."
"Oh. Well, did you get them?"
"Uh-huh."
"Thanks to you," McGee added.
"Cool."
"Can we order lunch?" Ziva asked. "I can hear Tony's stomach grumbling from my desk."
"Get your paperwork done and you can go home when the kids get picked up."
"They are heading over now," Tony said, hanging up his phone.
"Better hurry," Gibbs said. "Go down to Abby's. Its going to be pretty boring here."
JJ decided to wander. Abby was out to lunch. She offered to take him before he went upstairs, but he decided against it. He wasn't very hungry anyway. He came across the entrance to autopsy. Glancing in the doorway, all he saw was someone sitting at a desk. On a whim, he decided to go in.
As the doors swished open, the man at the desk turned around. "Can I help you?" he asked.
"I'm just wandering around. Checking things out. Is it alright that I'm in here?" JJ asked looking around.
"I guess, but who are you?"
"Oh, I'm JJ."
"Oh! Your Gibbs' godson. I've heard a little about you here and there. I'm Jimmy. I'm the assistant down here."
"Not very busy, are ya?" he hopped onto an empty autopsy table.
"Not at the moment," Jimmy said. He hopped onto the table across from JJ. "It can get pretty busy at times, but its hardly ever boring. Especially with Dr. Mallard. He can relate a story to almost anything. It's kind of like being in a history lesson."
"Where is he?"
"He went to lunch with Abby, I believe. How long are you here for?"
"I'm leaving tonight. I'm not sure if I'll come back yet." JJ looked down at the floor.
"Agent Gibbs isn't getting custody?" JJ's head shot up. His surprise was evident. "I'm not much of anyone around here. People talk like I'm not even there. It used to bother me, but its something I've gotten used to."
JJ shook his head. "That's not something you should have to get used to. Besides, I've heard of you. You're the one who came up with the theory about the girl's death. I heard it was pretty brilliant."
"Really?" JJ nodded. "Wow." JJ smiled. He didn't mention that he had heard he was known as the 'autopsy gremlin'. He seemed alright to JJ. "Do you want to talk about what's bothering you? I know its easier to talk with someone you don't really know about the things that bug you."
JJ took a deep breath and sighed. "This whole thing sucks I can't get over this feeling of guilt I've been having. The one that tells me every waking moment that this is my fault." JJ felt tears start burning the back of his eyelids. Jimmy hopped off the table and got a box of tissues from the desk. He handed them to JJ and got back on the table. JJ was thankful Jimmy hadn't interrupted him or told him it wasn't his fault. It would have just made him angry.
"I was caught making out with someone in a bathroom at school. They suspended me and called in my parents." JJ wiped his eyes with one of the tissues.
"The crash happened on the way there?" JJ nodded. "That's awful."
"It gets worse," said JJ. "They died because I'm gay." He laughed nervously through his tears. "How stupid is that?"
"I must be missing something," Jimmy said.
"I was with this guy, Tyler. If I had been caught with a girl, I would have just gotten a slap on the wrist and sent back to class."
"Did your parents know?"
"The principal told them! I didn't even…" he trailed off. "I'll never get a chance," he muttered. "You and Abby are the only ones here who know. I haven't even told Jethro yet." He shook his head. "Maybe I'll never have to."
Jimmy let JJ gather himself for a few moments before he started talking again. "What do you want?"
JJ softly laughed. "You know, you are the first one to ask me that."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah. With everything that's going on, especially with the custody issue, no one has asked me what I want. Aunt Sherrie jumped right into everything. She's my dad's only sibling. My mom was an only child. My grandparents are dead. We both knew my dad wanted Jethro to take care of me. He is my godfather, after all. But Aunt Sherrie said I should stay here with my 'friends'," he said with finger quotes.
"You don't have friends there?"
"I didn't get along with people from my public school. I was pretty much an outcast. My dad switched me to private school but that didn't really help. Just made everyone start saying I was running from my problems. I only have a few people I talked to sometimes there. But after this, and now that I'm 'out' to everyone…well…lets just say its not totally acceptable at my school."
"That sucks."
JJ laughed. "Yes. Yes it does."
"So who do you want to live with?"
"I'm not really sure. On the one hand, Aunt Sherrie is the only family I have left. I know she wants me to live with her. On the other hand, I want to get as far away from there as possible. I want a fresh start where I can be myself, make some friends even."
"Well," Jimmy, started, hopping off the table, "you need to do what's best for you, whatever that may be. The memories of your family may be back at your home, but they're also always with you here," Jimmy pointed to his own head, "and here," he put his hand over his heart. "And no one can ever take that away from you." JJ broke down. Jimmy sat next to him on the table. He put his arm across the boy's shoulders as he cried.
Outside in the hallway, Abby sat next to Ducky on the floor with their backs against the wall. "That's so beautiful," she whispered, her voice cracking. Ducky put an arm around her as she wiped a stray tear from her cheek.
A/N 3: I love Jimmy. Really. I wish he would be used more. I don't think what I wrote was too out of character for him because, let's face it, we don't know much about his character. I hope this little scene didn't ruin the story or chapter for anyone.