Well here is another sad chapter, writing this fic depresses me! Just so you know this fic will mostly focus on Tony, some on Gibbs and on their connection (father/son mentor/mentee friend/friend) you get the point. Also I want to apologize for my chapters being so short, this is because I like to focus on one character at a time, next up, Tim! Focusing allows me to post chapters faster so, just so you know I'm working on the whole length thing.
Ducky's sadness was like a well inside him. It ran deep and seemed a permanent fixture. It affected how he saw, how he heard, suddenly Ducky's whole world was melancholy. He kept the lights in autopsy low and the bodies covered. Examining the bodies indiscreetly he felt, would be an insult to Kate and Abby's modesty. What a blow to Anthony's confidence. Despite the love/hate relationship between Tony and Kate, Ducky knew that they worked together well and had, had a connection. So soon after Kate thought she would loose Tony, Tony lost her.
"And you my dear." Ducky murmured to Abby as he turned to linger over her body instead. "Ari harmed three people today. Yes you're pain was not long enduring, but Tony's will be just the opposite." Ducky's voice was gentle and soft but there was still the sentiment of rage behind his mild ways. Oh yes, he wanted Ari deep below the ground.
Ducky took extra care with the autopsies. His incisions were clean and straight, he was thorough but quick, much to his dismay he already knew that approximate time and cause of death. Gently, he sponged the grime and dried blood of the faces of the young women and even took such pains as to cross their arms casually.
"How I will miss you both." Ducky murmured as final farewell. And covered both women with clean white sheets.
"I'm gonna miss 'em too Duck." Gibbs said as he walked through the doors.
"Jethro who would do such a thing? I don't believe our young friend Anthony shall ever be the same."
"I don't think so either." Gibbs agreed, for the first time in a long time pain showed in his voice. He flinched to think of replacing his fallen agent and the forensic scientist who had managed to be so good at her job and brighten his day at the same time. Gibbs caught a glance of DiNozzo on the autopsy table and gasped.
"No, no, no, no, no." He said tensing up.
"Relax Jethro, he's sleeping." Ducky assured.
"Sorry Duck, I guess I'm a little paranoid." Gibbs relaxed his grip on the edge of the autopsy table.
"It's to be expected." Ducky assured him, "I don't mean to rush you but did you have a purpose in coming down here?"
"Just wanted to check on you Duck."
"Well thank you Jethro but we are all well here, to a certain degree." Gibbs nodded and walked out as the rain pounded methodically outside.
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