Jimmy stared up at the ceiling. It couldn't be true it just couldn't. Breena couldn't be dead. This had to be some sick joke or a cruel nightmare. He closed his eyes hoping that when he opened them Breena would be standing by the bed or he would wake up in their bed at home. Maybe they would even laugh about this. When he opened his eyes he was still alone in his hospital room. Breena was just getting something from the cafeteria or simply taking a break from the hospital.

"Mr. Palmer?" Ducky called reentering the room.

"What?" Jimmy asked.

"Are you alright?" Ducky questioned.

"I'm OK." Jimmy replied.

"I am glad." Ducky replied.

"Ducky?" Jimmy asked.

"What is it Mr. Palmer?" Ducky questioned.

"Where is Breena? Emily tried to tell me that she is dead but I know that's not true. We were just planning the wedding this morning. Where is she I need her?" Jimmy asked.

"I am sorry Mr. Palmer. I really am dreading telling you this but Breena is in fact dead." Ducky explained.

"What happened? Were we in an accident? I swear that we left separately." Jimmy asked.

"No Mr. Palmer you are suffering from amnesia. It is not two thousand twelve it is two thousand fourteen. Breena died last month she was murdered and last night you ran into the street outside of Jethro's house and were hit by a car." Ducky explained.

"No this isn't true. I don't have amnesia Breena isn't dead. Why does everybody think that it is so funny to tell me this?" Jimmy asked.

"Jimmy" Ducky called.

"No just go. You aren't funny. Get me Breena." Jimmy begged.

"I can't get Breena." Ducky sighed.

"Stop just stop." Jimmy sobbed.

Emily and the kids had gotten home and offered Tony a break from baby Jack. Tony loved his son but after the past couple of days a break was nice. He felt guilty feeling like that especially after spending most of his son's life thus far. Unaware that he even existed and then in the hospital. People had tried to kill the kid and Tony was still grateful for an afternoon nap. He should be with Jack enjoying every second with him. This child had almost been killed so many times and his mother was Ziva. He still loved and missed her like crazy. He loved and was happy with Emily but if he could have Ziva back somehow he would but she was dead. He had held her ashes he had seen the pictures of her in the morgue. She was burned to the point that she was nearly completely unrecognizable. Tony could still make out some of her features. Even after having ninety-eight percent of her body was doused with acid she was radiant. Tony took some comfort in the fact that his son looked just like her. Not in some perverted way. He just liked that he could still look into her eyes and through his son and that when he stroked Jack's hair. All the memories of playing with Ziva's hair came back. All the times she would whirl around and play punch him for touching her. He took even more in the fact that Jack wasn't a girl. If he had a daughter who looked like that Tony would have had a heart attack before she finished middle school and Gibbs would more than likely have killed somebody before that. In a way Tony felt sorry for the future boyfriends of Carly and any daughters he may have. Having a fed for a dad and sniper turned fed for a grandfather. Sure Gibbs was getting older and his eyesight wasn't what it used to be but somehow Tony pictured Gibbs. Confined to a hospital bed at over one hundred and still being deadly. With that thought Tony closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. When Tony woke up Jackson Gibbs was sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Jackson?" Tony asked.

"You surprised?" Jack asked.

"Well seeing as you are dead." Tony replied.

"I may be dead but I can talk to you sometimes." Jack explained.

"Why are you here ? Shouldn't you be with Jethro? He is your son after all. Is he OK? He's not in trouble right" Tony questioned.

"My Leroy is fine just fine but you need me." Jack replied.

"Why?" Tony asked.

"First of all you are a good father an excellent one in fact." Jack assured.

"Then why does it feel so good to be away from Jack?" Tony asked.

"Because everybody needs a break from their kids sometimes." Jack assured.

"OK but why else are you here?" Tony asked.

"It's your friend Tony. That kid Jimmy. He is in trouble." Jack replied.

"What how?" Tony asked.

"Just get to the hospital." Jack warned.

"I will." Tony assured.

Tony jumped out of bed changed back into his day clothes and ran out the door. Calling to Emily that he was going to visit Jimmy. Hoping that he wasn't too late and could see Jimmy before whatever was going to happen to him happened. Tony wasn't sure how much more of this drama and pain he could take. He had always dreamed of his life being a movie but not one like this. Not one where people were murdered, poisoned, threatened, kidnapped, tortured, had to hide and lie about who they were, attempted to take their own lives and ended up with amnesia. He wanted his life to be one of those movies where the protagonist came from a rough childhood and difficult beginnings but ended up happily married with great kids and a wonderful job. All he wanted was happiness and redemption. He let go of his self involved thoughts and ran through the doors of DC General to Jimmy's room. He found his friend struggling to pull himself up from the bed. Openly crying out his dead wife's name.

"Jimmy?" Tony called.

"Breena?" Jimmy asked.

"No it's me Tony." Tony replied.

"They keep telling me that Breena is dead. They think that they are so funny. So I am going to teach them a lesson. I am going to try to kill myself. They will feel so bad and Breena will come back from wherever she is to be with me." Jimmy explained,

"No Jimmy, Breena is dead." Tony replied.

"Really Tony? You too?" Jimmy asked.

"Tony this isn't a lie or a joke. She really is gone." Tony explained.

"Prove it!" Jimmy snarled.

"Here look at this." Tony replied pulling a copy of the program from her funeral out of his pocket.

"No... no... Breena..." Jimmy sobbed.

"Hey we'll get you through this. I will call Gibbs. He knows exactly what you are going through. He can help you better than anyone." Tony explained.

A/N: At least Jimmy finally believes that Breena is dead. Gibbs will come alone to help him in the next chapter. Please review and thanks for reading.