The Family Life Center was in the same building as the church. It doubled as a basketball court. Today, round tables were scattered throughout the room with two long ones in the middle and a few at the end that were loaded down with the food. By the time JJ, Gibbs, and the others entered the luncheon, people were already lined up at the food tables. Sherrie led them to one of the long tables in the middle that were reserved for herself, JJ, and their different friends and guests. She told Gibbs he should be able to sit with his friends. "After all, they drove all the way here for you."

"Hey," a voice came from behind JJ.

JJ, Gibbs, and a couple of others turned around. There was another teenage boy standing there. He had blonde hair and stood about an inch shorter than JJ. "Hey," JJ said back. "I'll be right back," he told Gibbs. Him and the other kid walked away. "Thanks for coming."

"You don't mean that." JJ didn't respond. "Haven't heard much from you."

"Well, I have been kind of busy."

"Yeah, sorry. Of course you have. That was stupid of me to say."

"Did you want something, Tyler?"

They stopped and faced each other. "I just wanted to see how you're doing. What's with the attitude?"

"I'm just having a hard day," he said softly.

"School kind of sucks without you."

"School sucks anyway." He looked at his feet as he shifted his weight from one to the other. "Has everyone been talking about…what happened?"

"The accident, yeah."

"What about-".

"No," Tyler cut in. "No one knows about that."

"Lucky you," JJ said sarcastically.

Tyler looked down at his feet and put his hands in his pockets. "Yeah. I guess."

JJ looked around the room. He momentarily locked eyes with Tony. "So," he turned back to Tyler, "where is Reagan?"

"Let's not do this."

"Did you bring her?"

"No, I didn't bring her."

"Why not? She is your girlfriend."

Tyler sighed. "Is this how its going to be?"

JJ ran his hands over his face. He was developing a major headache. He did not need this crap right now. He really liked Tyler, but as long as he was with Reagan, that was a train that wasn't worth chasing. "Listen, you're gonna do what you want. I'm not going to tell you to do one thing or another. And I have got my own stuff to deal with. I can't do this right now."

Tyler nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, I, uh…I totally get it. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it."

They stood in an awkward silence. "I should get going," Tyler said.

"Yeah, I should get back to my table."

Tyler extended his hand. After a split second hesitation, JJ took it. They shook for a few seconds before Tyler leaned in and gave JJ a peck on the cheek. "I'll see ya around," he said leaving.

JJ stood in place for a while. He wasn't ready to head back to the table and face the questioning looks. He was sure they had no doubt been watching and saw that show of affection from Tyler. He soon felt a presence behind him. "Yes?" he slowly said.

"That Tyler?" Jimmy asked.

JJ turned around and saw Abby joining them. "Yeah."

"He's cute," she said.

"Where's he going?"

"To see his girlfriend."

"No shit," Abby said. JJ raised his eyebrows. "Oops," she said and crossed herself.

Jimmy asked, "Are you okay?"

JJ thought about his answer for a minute. He slowly started to nod his head. "Yeah," he said. "I feel I should be more upset, actually. But compared to everything else…I just…don't care." Abby and Jimmy looked at him cautiously. "I think this is good." He glanced over to the table. "Did everyone see what just happened?"

"Nope," Abby said. "Just us and Tony. But I wouldn't worry about him."

"When are you going to talk with Gibbs?" Jimmy asked.

"I don't know if I'm even going to. Aunt Sherrie gave him the papers this morning."

"He signed them already?!" Abby said a little louder than she meant to and quickly put her hand over her mouth.

JJ shook his head. "I don't think so. He told her he wanted to look them over. If he hasn't signed yet, and actually asks my opinion, it'll probably be tonight that we talk."

"Maybe sooner." Jimmy was looking over JJ's shoulder.

Turning, he saw Gibbs walking up to them. "Everything okay?" asked Gibbs. Jimmy and Abby excused themselves to go get some food.

"All things considered, I'm okay. How are you doing?"

"All things considered," Gibbs repeated. "Come on. You need to eat."

"What were you thinking?!" JJ yelled while storming into the house.

Gibbs was right behind him. "I had plenty of time to get through that light." He shut the door behind him.

"It was red!"

"I didn't have time to stop safely."

"The car in front of you did."

"They weren't in front of us. They were in the next lane."

"You were speeding."

"I'm a federal agent. Speeding is a requirement."

"You could have killed us!"

"We were fine!"

"That's not the point!" He ran up to his room.

"Jesus, Gibbs," said Abby entering the house. Tony was right behind her. "Running red lights is against the law, you know. Even for you."

"You're starting on me now, too?"

"Boss, don't take this the wrong way, but -." Tony stopped when he saw Gibbs shift his weight from one leg to the other and fold his arms in front of him. "I'm going to the bathroom." He took a few quick steps into the room, stopped to look around, then headed for the stairs. "I'll find it," he said and disappeared.

"Okay, what I think he was so bravely trying to convey was that you were riding with a kid whose parents just died in a car accident."

Gibbs unfolded his arms and turned towards the kitchen. "I need a drink."

"Because they were hit by a drunk driver," she added to her previous statement.

He stopped in his tracks. He hung his head and closed his eyes. "I know how they died, Abby," he said quietly.

She walked up behind him. "I know you do, Gibbs." She placed her hands on his shoulders and bent down so her head laid between his should blades. He reached up his right hand and patted hers. She stood straight. "Are you mad Tony and I stayed?" she asked as innocently as she could. He stayed silent as he considered the question. "You are, aren't you?"

He turned to face her. "No. You know JJ better than I do. He's more comfortable around you."

"Oooh," Abby drew out with a sly smile. "So, I'm just convenient?" She placed her hands on her hips.

"Would I use you like that?"

She tilted her head and looked up at the ceiling. "Hmm. Yes," she finally said, looking back down at him. He chuckled and went into the kitchen to make some coffee.

Tony was walking down the upstairs hallway when he smelled smoke. There was a door that was left open a crack. He gently pushed it open to see JJ lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, smoking a cigarette. "I'm pretty sure you shouldn't be doing that."

"So turn me in," JJ said, taking another drag.

Tony plopped down on the bed next to JJ. He laid down and stared at the ceiling. H smiled when he saw the glow in the dark stars up there. "Abby has those on her ceiling, too."

"Above her bed?"

"Yup. Well, her coffin."

"How do you know that?" He turned to look at Tony.

"So, that guy, at the luncheon," he said trying to change the subject, "Abby said his name was Tyler."

JJ turned his attention back upwards. He finished his cigarette, wiped out the butt, and flipped it across the room. "Yeah, that was Tyler."

"He didn't stay long."

"Well, it's a little awkward being around your ex. Especially when its his parents' funeral."

"Yeah, I guess. Personally, I wouldn't know. Oh! I have had an ex-girlfriend accuse me of murdering her father though."

"Wow. That sucks. You do it?"

"Unfortunately, no."

"Well, maybe next time." JJ sat up. He drew his knees up to his chest and rested his arms on them. "Too bad the others had to go back."

"What? Me and Abby not enough?"

"Its 'Abby and I', but, yeah. Its nice of you guys to stay. I was just thinking Jethro could use all is friends."

"What about you?"

"What about me?" JJ turned to Tony.

"Where are your friends?"

"I don't really have any."

"I'll be your friend."

"Besides you guys, I mean. Which is a little weird if you think about it."

Tony waved a hand in the air. "Who cares?"

"Coffee's ready!" Gibbs yelled.

Tony sat up. He saw a half-full glass sitting on the nightstand. "Swish your mouth with that water. Boss will fire me if he knows I let you smoke."

"You didn't 'let me'."

"He won't see it that way."

JJ took that glass and sipped from it. He swished the liquid around his mouth. "Whew!" he said after swallowing it. "That has been sitting out for almost a week." Tony stood up and walked out the door. "I'm going to change." He shut the door behind Tony.

JJ arrived in the kitchen a few minutes later. He had changed into a pair of baggy black jeans and a small white t-shirt. He had also refilled his glass. JJ invited Tony down to the basement to play some video games. Tony was looking through the different games when one caught his eye. "Oh, come on!" he said, sounding really annoyed.

"What?" Tony held up the Deep Six first person shooter game. JJ laughed. "You still wanna play, though, don't ya?"

"Only because I am running out of ammo to use against Mr. Gemcity."

"I have Rock Hollow, too."

"There are two of them?!?!"

15 minutes into the game, Abby joined them. When she found out what they were playing, she had to get into it, too. JJ loaded her in as a third player. It was another 20 minutes before Gibbs came down.

"Rock Hollow has better graphics," he said and took a sip of his coffee.

"You've played?" Abby asked, stunned.

"I read it somewhere."

"How did you know this wasn't Rock Hollow?" Gibbs didn't answer. He just pulled up a bar stool behind the couch.

The rest of the day went by alright. Sherrie came by with leftovers from the service. No one was very hungry though. While she was there, she pulled Gibbs away to talk with him. "Have you signed those papers yet?"

"No, not yet."

"Oh." Gibbs felt she wanted to add more to the statement, but she didn't. She asked how JJ was, if he needed anything, and what they were doing tomorrow. She offered to have all of them over for lunch. He said they would be there. Sherrie checked in with JJ one last time and then she left.