By the next morning it was pouring rain and Tony's memory of the previous night was all but gone. His head was throbbing and he had no idea where he was. After a while he registered that he was in the guest room at director Vance's house. He wondered if he was hung over. No this was nothing like his hangover headaches. Ever since he hit forty his hangovers were killer. Hangover headaches meant not even sitting up for hours after he woke. They meant having to roll over so he did not choke if he got sick. That had been a major factor in cutting out alcohol. That and he was sick of McGee being the fit agent and all the probationary agents asking him for diet tips. His head was throbbing but he had just enough strength to stumble out into the hallway and towards the kitchen.

"What the hell happened?" Tony asked as he collapsed into the chair beside Leon.

"You took a pretty nasty fall last night. I took you to the scene of the accident. It upset you more than I imagined it would. You started crying and lost your footing as you made your way to the car. I got you checked. You have a nasty gash and some major soreness but you are going to be OK." Vance explained.

"Good I was worried I had hit the bottle." Tony replied.

"Couldn't have happened. It's coming up on Jackie's birthday. I always lock the liquor cabinet and have one of the kids hide the key on the tough weeks." Vance explained.

"Good idea. I just haven't bought liquor. I cut back on alcohol years ago. Now I only drink on special occasions or when I am with friends. Guess I won't be drinking for a while." Tony explained, half laughing.

"You have friends but they won't let you hit the bottle if you are in a bad place." Vance explained.

"As if I will ever be in a good place again." Tony scoffed.

Rachel sat in the presence of her least favorite group. Once upon a time these people were her friends. Now she saw the truth. They were entitled jerks, who did not care for anybody but themselves. She should have seen that right away but her vision was skewed. They were not her friends. They were patients who just happened to be linked to Kate. Kate could be self obsessed at times but she was never like them. In fact now she saw why Kate complained about them so much. Tony was the only one who got more positive remarks than complaints. Even though at the complaints made Tony come across as a sexist pig. Now Rachel knew the terrible truth. Tony was a sexist pig, because his father was sexist bastard and that had rubbed off on Tony. Those behaviors were hard to break. Rachel knew Tony now and he really was a great guy. A man who did not deserve to be treated the way he was.

"Alright! Enough! This is therapy! Not gossip hour!" Rachel snapped.

"We are supposed to talk about Tony. We are talking about Tony. We just aren't talking about him like he's the saint, he convinced you he was." Abby spat.

"I know he is not a saint. I also know he is not a murderer." Rachel insisted.

"Then get in a car with him." McGee teased.

"Spend more than ten minutes with him." Bishop laughed.

"Moving on. Does anybody have anything to say?" Rachel asked.

"I've got something. A breakthrough as it were." Jethro said, speaking for the first time in the session.

"Really? Well go ahead." Rachel instructed, hope building in her heart.

"You of all people should despise Tony. He is the one who killed Kate." Jethro announced.

"I am sorry. I feel a migraine coming on. I have to cut this short." Rachel lied, racing out of the room.

By afternoon Tony's head was feeling better. He was able to eat a decent lunch and take a short walk with Tali and the Vance family. His session with Rachel went great and Tony was actually feeling decent. He now sat on the Vance's couch. They had gone out. It was just him and Tali who slept curled up in the crook of his arm. Tali was the ray of hope in his life.

"Abba loves you." Tony whispered.

Ed was livid. He had spoken to McGee. Timothy McGee was always the reasonable one of Jimmy's friends. The old man was sure that he would listen to reason. No such luck, not even when Ed told him that Breena needed reason. Ed had to watch his daughter suffer. Because the people she needed most right now. Were too toxic to be around her.

"Help! Help!" Breena screamed.

"I'm trying. I really am trying." Ed sobbed.

Rachel sat alone in her car, praying nobody offered a ride home. At least not those monsters. The migraine was a lie but it did not ease her heart break. She was horrified by Jethro's words. She could not believe he was sick enough to bring her sister into this. He of all people knew how cruel it could be when a murdered loved one was used as a pawn. That was the straw that broke the camel's back she absolutely despised that man. He treated Tony like garbage and used victims to get his way. She never wanted to see him again. Her hands shaking with rage she dialed director Vance.

"This is Leon Vance speaking."

"Leon it's Rachel Cranston. Today's session was terrible. I am absolutely done with these people. Especially Jethro. In fact I want you to remove him from the field."

"My God, what happened?"

"Well for starters his behavior when children are involved is greatly disturbing. He has also said that he would have preferred Tony be shot and killed. After that he would have helped Luke get off. I was hoping to help him but after today I cannot."

"What could be worse than saying he wanted his agent dead?!"

"He told me that Tony killed Kate. He used my dead baby sister as a pawn. I never want to see him again."

"You won't have to. I would like you to at least attempt to deal with the others but Jethro will no longer be an employee of NCIS. I will not have a man who says he wants his agent dead."

A/N: How will the gang take Gibbs' termination? New chapter will be up soon. Thanks for reading and please review.