A/N: There will be a couple more chapters than I thought. We may be looking at a total of 14. Sorry about that. I'm working on either the last chapter or the second to last one now. Should be done tonight or tomorrow. Then I have to type it on the computer (I write a lot of my stories in my notebook first). Once it is, the rest of the chapters will all be posted at once. Thanks for everyone who has been reviewing. A special thanks to a few people coming soon. Enjoy!

Gibbs told JJ to sleep, but he couldn't. Not only because he had a cup and a half of coffee, but he had too much on his mind. He plugged his laptop into the lighter of the car. Then he plugged his wireless internet card into the laptop. Checking his email, he saw Jimmy had already sent him a message. It was short and basically said he was glad they had their talk earlier and if he needed to talk again, he was there for him.

He logged into his instant messenger. He had a few people he met in chat rooms on there. He found he had four new request. Checking them out, he saw it was from Abby, Tony, Jimmy, and McGee. He couldn't help the smile that spread across his face as he accepted their request.

Gibbs noticed it out of the corner of his eye. "What are you smiling about?"

"I think I made some friends."

An hour into their drive, JJ was just staring out the passenger window. He didn't want to distract Gibbs by chatting him up. He was already going nearly 20 miles per hour over the speed limit. His thoughts of the coming day's events were interrupted by a ding! coming from his laptop. Grabbing it from the backseat, he opened it to see who was IM'ing him. He was surprised to see it was from McGee.

Tim: Up a little earlier, aren't you?

JJ: Driving back home. Why are you up?"

Tim: Tony's trying to prove he's in charge so he wants us to work our usual time.

JJ: I bet he doesn't show up.

Tim: lol. I'd take that bet, but you're probably right. But if I don't go in, I'll be superglued for a week.

JJ: Superglued?

Tim: Long story. You play chess?

JJ: A little.

A request for JJ to play a game with McGee popped up. He accepted it and spent the next 30 minutes getting his butt kicked. In all honesty, he didn't mind.

Another hour later, "I have to go to the bathroom."

"Already?"

"It's been two hours and two cups of coffee, Jethro. You should be surprised there isn't a puddle on your floor."

"That's a lovely image."

"Won't have to imagine it if you don't stop."

Gibbs got off at the next exit and pulled into a gas station. While JJ was in the bathroom, Gibbs added gasoline to the tank. He leaned against the car and looked out over the highway. The sun was beginning to peek its way over the horizon. Realizing he'd be driving right into it, he wondered where his sunglasses were. An image of him setting his mug down on the dresser crossed his mind. He could clearly see his sunglasses sitting next to it. He made a mental note to look for some inside.

Gibbs decided he may as well use the bathroom while he was here. JJ was filling up a Caf-Pow! cup when he came out. Spotting the sunglasses display, Gibbs took a quick look. "Get those," JJ said, pointing over Gibbs' shoulder.

"These?" He picked them up and checked them out.

"Yeah." He took a sip of his Caf-Pow!. Gibbs filled up his travel mug, bought the glasses, gas, and drinks and they were off once more.

JJ had finally drifted back to sleep 45 minutes before they arrived into town. The two had talked about where they were going to stay the night before. They had both decided to stay at the house. JJ wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to stay there. He thought Aunt Sherrie wanted him to live at her place. She owned a condo that wasn't quite as big as the house. He also got the feeling she would be happy if she never stepped foot in his house again.

Gibbs woke JJ up once he was parked in the driveway. They unloaded the car and carried their bags inside. JJ showed Gibbs to the guest bedroom, though he already knew where it was. It was a little after 7 AM. The funeral started at 11, but JJ told Sherrie he would be there at 10. That way he could get his video set up and greet people as they entered. He was afraid of feeling more like an usher than a griever.

JJ went up to bed shortly after they got settled. He said he suddenly felt drained of all his energy once he got off the phone to tell Sherrie they had arrived. Gibbs was standing in the kitchen looking out the sliding glass doors to the backyard. He was remembering the few barbeques ha had been to and the last birthday party for JJ he had attended. He wasn't able to make it to his 13th birthday due to a case. JJ was "too cool" to have a birthday party like that when he turned 14. If he had known it would be he last time he saw Tina…he wasn't sure what he would do or say differently.

He heard the front door open. Walking into the living room, he saw a tall, thin woman with brunette hair that had begun to gray. She was looking up the stairs, as if trying to listen intently. Gibbs just stood in the doorway until he was noticed. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw him. "My goodness," she said. "You scared the living daylights out of me."

"Didn't mean to."

"Mr. Gibbs?"

"Jethro will be just fine."

"So nice to see you again." She walked towards Gibbs. "I'm Sherrie." She extended her hand to shake his.

"JJ's upstairs resting right now. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Actually, I have something for you." She placed her huge purse/bag on the dining table and started going through it. She pulled a plain manila folder out and motioned for him to sit down. He did so and she followed suit. She opened the folder and started going through the papers. She handed one across to him. "This is a copy of the section of the will that states if anything were to happen to both John and Tina, that custody of Jon is to go to you." Gibbs quickly glanced over the document. Seeing it in black and white like that made it even more surreal. Sherrie handed him another bundle of papers. "These are the papers that will switch custody over to me." He also glanced those over. "Do you have any questions?"

"Can I have sometime to look over these?"

"Sure, of course." She stayed where she was.

"I meant, can I have some time alone to look over them?"

"Oh! Of course! I'm sorry. My mind's been a little 'ahh!' these last few days." She got up from the table and grabbed her bag. "Before I go, is there anything I can do for you? Get for you? Or for Jon?"

"He knows where the service is?"

"Yes."

"I think that's it for now."

JJ wiped a tear from his eye as he sat at the top of the stairs and watched his aunt walk out the door.