Leon's word's hit Gibbs hard. Breena wasn't supposed to die. He knew that Ray had done a lot of damage to her but she wasn't supposed to die. She was supposed to pull through, go home with Jimmy, and live a happy life. Not succumb to the injuries inflicted on her by some lunatic bent on revenge. Now three members of the NCIS family had lost their wives that way. At least Jimmy had gotten a chance to say goodbye. Gibbs hoped that he did anyway.

"What room is Jimmy in?" Gibbs asked.

"212 but he has probably been released by now." Vance replied.

"Can you watch Tony for a bit so that I can try and talk to him?" Gibbs asked.

"Of course." Vance replied.

Words could not describe how Jimmy felt. Ducky and him had been with Breena when she died. He had been sitting at her bedside. Holding her hand waiting for her to come back to him but she never did. Her heart monitor just stated screaming and Ducky and him were forced out of the room. All he could do was stand in the hallway and watch helplessly. As they shocked her body in a final attempt to save her life. In the end it was a futile exercise. Breena's doctor came out and told him that she was gone. They allowed him a few minutes to say goodbye but eventually they had to take her down to the morgue. Ducky quietly informed the hospital coroner that her body would be brought back to NCIS. So that he could perform the autopsy himself. Ducky silently pushed him down the hallway in a hospital wheelchair. He was grateful that he had been released into the doctor's care. He didn't think that he could go back to their apartment. Knowing that she wouldn't be there and that she would never come back again. He was surprised when Ducky put the brakes out on the chair. He looked up and saw Gibbs standing in front of him.

"I am so sorry kid." Gibbs said.

"Thanks" Jimmy muttered.

"Look if you ever need to talk. Any time call or come over. I can even come and get you if you need. I'd rather drive around the block with you a hundred times at four in the morning. Then watch you be lowered into the ground." Gibbs explained.

"Sure" Jimmy muttered.

"I know there is nothing I can say right now but just trust me on this. It gets better." Gibbs assured.

"I doubt that." Jimmy sighed.

"Come here." Gibbs whispered pulling Jimmy into a tight hug.

"Why did she have to die?" Jimmy asked.

"Wish I could answer that." Gibbs replied.

"What about Ray? Is he still out there?" Jimmy asked.

"No he's dead." Gibbs assured.

"Good" Jimmy replied.

"I just wish we had gotten him before he did too much damage to Breena." Gibbs sighed.

"Ducky said Agent Roberts lost a leg and Agent Meyers died. At least Agent Jones is going to be OK in a few weeks." Jimmy replied.

"He stabbed Emily too. Thank God the knife went in the arm just below the shoulder. She's going to be in pain for a while but she can go back to work today and most importantly be with her kids." Gibbs explained.

"How's Tony?" Jimmy asked.

"He's fighting but he needs the transplant soon." Gibbs explained.

"Oh" Jimmy whispered.

"Hey we will find him lungs." Gibbs assured doubting his own words.

"I was hoping that if Breena died. I could at least let Tony have her lungs but her body was so damaged." Jimmy explained.

"Kid I wish that I could rip my own lungs out and put them into Tony but I can't. Even if that were possible I am not a match." Gibbs explained.

"I know it just doesn't seem right that I may lose them both." Jimmy replied.

"Life is cruel kid but you have family." Gibbs assured.

"Thanks" Jimmy groaned.

"Mr. Palmer I think it is time to go home." Ducky commented.

"OK" Jimmy sighed.

"It gets better." Gibbs replied.

Emily gently removed her bandage, cleaned her wound, and replaced the dressing. She had gotten extremely lucky. Ray had aimed for her heart. If he hadn't flinched she would be dead right now. Leaving behind two children. Gibbs's dad had come down as soon as he heard what had happened to Tony and was stepping up. In the care of the kids. Pretty much as soon as she met him. She knew why Ziva had named her son after him. He was a lot like his son. Just more talkative and in touch with his emotions. He made his way to the couch. Holding his cane in one hand and baby Jack in the other. He sat down beside her and placed Jack in her lap. Before picking up the remote and switching to The Movie Channel. Casablanca was on and it made Emily miss Tony even more. She swore that he could talk about old movies all day. She hoped and prayed that he would get a transplant and they could spend many happy years together. Maybe even have a baby or two of their own.

"Are you alright sweetie?" Jack asked.

"This is Tony's favorite movie." Emily whispered.

"Oh I'm sorry." Jack replied quickly switching to a rerun of "The Golden Girls".

"No you didn't have to change the channel. I can go upstairs." Emily replied.

"No it's alright Betty White is hot so this is fine." Jack assured.

"I don't think I've ever heard somebody your age use that word." Emily commented.

"That's what happens when you employ teenagers." Jack laughed.

"Was Leroy this cute when he was little?" Emily asked pointing to Jack.

"Yes he was. I have pictures in my bag if you want to see any." Jack replied.

"Thanks" Emily replied.

"I'm glad we didn't lose you." Jack told her.

"I just hope Tony gets as lucky." Emily replied.

"He will just trust me on this. He will." Jack assured.

"Thanks" Emily replied.

A/N: Jimmy is having a tough time and Tony is losing his battle. Hopefully Jack and Jethro are right everything will work out. New chapter should be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.